Humans have been at war with each other for so long that your village decides to turn to the orcs. They'd managed to keep their clans virtually untouched by mankind. They were built like barbarians, had warrior spirits, and were much more advanced than human civilizations. Your village leader makes a deal with the chief of the nearest orc clan, in exchange for protection, his people will be nothing but helpful and at their mercy. But all the chief asks is that the humans try their best to assimilate and that the eligible take suitors if they can (orc numbers have begun to dwindle).
You didn’t expect to find yourself courted by an orc blacksmith.
You didn’t expect to find yourself anything but miserable, married to the highest bidder in this endless war of human kind.
But here you are, perched on a stool in the hot dim room of the blacksmiths forge.
He was a large orc with calloused and cut workman’s hands, bulging muscles flex with every slam of his hammer. Your core clenched tighter with every pang of the metal as your hungry eyes tracked him.
Your orc was the modest kind. He worked hard and still made the time to provide you pastries and iron figurines. He walked you to your tent each night asking for nothing more than your company as compensation.
He was so… different. You had expected to be taken against your will. But not this orc, not even this clan.
You could see now that you’d have to be the assertive one. He was so quiet, and kind. You’d have to put a stop to this modesty and take him for a quick tumble. Claim him for yourself. As your own.
The clanking of the forge ceased. You were tugged out of the salacious thoughts of what it would be like to take such a massive-
“For you” his voice was a deep velvety rumble. Kneeling before you he held an intricate and delicate dagger. Made for a human. Made for you.
“If you would have me… it’d be my honor to take care of you and to cherish you. Will you mar-“ your orc let out a surprised yelp as you threw all your weight into him. Toppling you both to the floor as you attacked him with kisses all over every green inch of his face. Right on to his tusks and full laughing lips.
You were going to be the best partner this orc could have asked for and you were going to prove it starting now.
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 they’d 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. You’d 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 couldn’t 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.
Half-orc bf x fem!reader— groping, delicious sloppy sex, riding that dick, and some niiice after care
You honestly didn’t 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 other’s 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 you’ve slept over at his place he’s had an abundance of step stools and other little tools to help you move around the place with ease.
It’s been an adjustment but he’s 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 it’s not exactly in the way of anything in the house. But accessible enough that even you can hear him in there if you’re 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 he’s 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 he’s 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 you’re there. And you know that he’s making all his work outs look even sexier because he’s trying to get you all hot and bothered. You hate how much it’s working. You’re practically itching to jump his bones.
It’s 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 that’s specifically his and his alone. Fuck, you wanna devour him and he knows it.
He’s 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 don’t miss the sly glances he keeps throwing your way or that stupidly smug smirk he’s been sporting since he was curling those weights. It shouldn’t make you hornier than you already are but it is.
Just as you think your pussy is throbbing so bad you’re about to cum untouched, he finally turns toward you with a raised brow and a classic ‘come hither’ look.
“Come over here and help me with these hip thrusts, pretty,” he says and you know it’s not a question. It’s a demand. Letting you know he’s 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.
“I said c’mere,” 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 he’s 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.
“Look at you, humping me like a bitch in heat,” 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. He’s 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.
“Don’t act like you didn’t do this on purpose,” you accuse.
He chuckles, watching you get wrecked before he’s had a chance to really touch you. You don’t 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.
“I can’t help it that you’re such a fuckin’ slut for me…” he purrs and you prove him right as you start grinding your ass along his length.
But it seems like it’s 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 he’s dripping with you.
He can’t seem to look away from it. Mesmerized by the image of your arousal soaking him. He doesn’t 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.
“God, you’re so wet f’me. So needy for my cock, you should be ashamed,” 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 you’re really trying. But he just doesn’t 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 can’t even think. You’re a puddle by the time he bottoms out, your core squeezing him so tight like you never want him to leave.
“Baby— nngh— yes. Your pussy is being so good, sucking my cock in like she’s missed it. Show me how much, ride me hard,” he demands again and you’re 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 it’s been days since you’ve last got a taste instead of the hours it’s 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. It’s a miracle you’re 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.
“Ah ah ah, don’t run from my cock. You’ve been droolin’ for it so be the good slut I know you are and take it.”
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 he’s 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.
“What a workout, huh?” 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 there’s nothing better than living with your bf.
Summary: Grommash is determined to have you as his mate. There’s only one problem: Grom is too big.
Author’s note: Oh, boy. I have been OBSESSED with orcs lately. Especially the orcs in the Warcraft movie. Disclaimer btw: I don’t know a lot about Warcraft beyond the movie. I know some lore beyond that. So I apologize in advance. Also I wrote this in a way that you, my dear reader, don’t need to know anything about Warcraft either. Hopefully it can also be enjoyed as just a orc x human fic. And this is my 4th time writing smut, 2nd time writing it in oneshot format so I’m still very new to this lol. Also I don’t know orcish and the internet gave me very mixed translations, so I pieced it together the best I could.
Warning/tags: 18+ MDNI, fem! Reader, Grom might be a little OOC but I don’t care, teratophillia/monster fucking, orc x human, oral sex (f! receiving), size differences (Grommash is bigger than you no matter your size, these orcs are big, okay?), fingering, overstimulation, squirting, just the tip but not actually, unprotected p in v, missionary position, mating press, slight breeding kink if you squint, Grom is secretly a sweetheart, change my mind, love confessions, self indulgent filth, not beta read, yeah I know having sex with an orc this big would be borderline impossible but I don’t care, I swear I made straight A’s in all of my anatomy classes
Also just a for some fun references check out this post and this post about the hand size of the orcs in this movie. I find their size absolutely fascinating and I had to make a fic exploring that.
Word Count: 3.3k
Being the mate of an orc is an interesting experience. It was already uncommon for a horde member to pick a human as a mate. And it was still frowned upon by many orcs. Grommash didn’t care though. Nobody could tell him that he couldn’t have you. From the moment he first saw you he felt himself being pulled towards you.
For the most part, picking you as his mate had been smooth sailing. He had asked you to go on a hunt alone with him. Orcs hunted all the time but asking someone to hunt alone with them tended to be an indication that they were choosing a mate. You didn’t know this when you had agreed to go. But it became obvious when halfway through the hunting trip Grom had pressed you against a tree, his large frame encapsulating you. Soon the hunting trip had turned into a heated make-out session.
Everything was going according to plan. He had gotten you back to his tent and sat you on the edge of his bed. There was only one problem in his plan to make you his mate: Grommash was too big.
There was simply no way that all of him could fit inside of you. You were absolutely sure of it.
There was one undeniable fact about orcs and that was that they were massive. They were bigger than all humans. It didn’t matter your size. They outweighed and towered over every human they came across. And Grommash was no exception. He was a warrior and the Chieftain of the Warsong clan after all, not to mention one of the biggest orcs in the clan.
His biceps were rounder than your head. His hands were bigger than your face. His fingers were incredibly large compared to yours.
You honestly weren’t sure what you were expecting but when you removed his pelt you were at a loss for words.
There was no way.
His cock was heavy and hard, hanging down in front of your face as you sat on the edge of the bed. It was green like the rest of his skin, the head was flushed a purple color.
You lifted it up a bit with your hand, feeling the weight of it. It was long and thick. You couldn’t even wrap your hand around it, your fingertips nowhere close to even meeting your thumb. You were too stunned to speak and your brain was scrambling to figure out the logistics of this massive thing going inside of you.
Grommash seemed to read your mind. He brought his thumb up to your face and rubbed your cheek. He smirked as he looked down at you.
“You don’t have to worry about it just yet,” he said.
As much as Grom wanted to plunge his cock all the way inside of you, he was content with pleasuring you in other ways for now.
His large hand moved down, resting on your shoulder. His thumb grazed your throat as he gently pushed you onto your back. You propped yourself up on your elbows, watching him as he knelt in front of you.
His hand found its way to the hem of your pants, hesitating for a moment to look up at you. After giving him a swift nod of approval his fingers latched underneath the hem. He mumbled something about “humans always wearing too much clothes” as he slid off your pants and underwear.
Grommash hummed to himself as he placed his hands on your knees, spreading your legs as far apart as he could.
“Look at that,” he said.
He was staring at your glistening cunt in awe. You could hear a growl rumble in his chest as he brought his large fingers up to you, gently rubbing across your folds with his thumb. He grazed against your clit causing a gasp to escape your lips.
“So wet for me already,” he said, rubbing slow circles against your clit.
He paused for a moment causing you to whine. He shushed you as he spread apart the lips of your cunt with his large fingers. His index finger dipped down, lingering against your entrance but not entering. He looked as if he was deep in thought.
Maybe, just maybe.
Grommash leaned down further until his face was level with your pussy. He wrapped his hands around your legs, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. He nuzzled his head in between your legs, tusks pressing into the skin between your thighs, as he licked experimentally up your folds.
You moaned, rolling your hips ever so slightly. Grommash chuckled before licking again, this time dipping his tongue into you. There was another rumble from his chest, the taste of you on his tongue unlocking something feral inside of him.
The grip on your thighs got tighter as he lapped at your cunt, licking and plunging into you in a desperate attempt to taste more of you.
Your hand snaked down, resting on his head as you moaned his name. Your fingers entwined in his raven hair, gripping just a bit. He growled in response, sending vibrations through your body. You shuddered a bit at the sensation.
He dragged his tongue against you, occasionally wrapping his large lips around your clit, sucking at the bud before dipping back down, fucking his tongue into your hole.
“Mmm…Grom, it feels so…good,” you moaned.
Without warning you felt Grom’s thick index finger begin to push inside of you. A guttural moan left your mouth as your back arched, grinding yourself against his face mindlessly. His finger stretched your walls as he entered you. There was some pain but your wetness let him slide in easier than either of you would have expected. It felt so perfect.
His tongue licked upwards before focusing on your clit, sucking it into his mouth once more. Your hips bucked against him causing him to groan. He slid his finger out before pushing it back in. He curled it inside of you, sliding it against your spongy walls. This was pleasure you simply had never experienced until now.
Before you knew it, he was pushing a second finger in, stretching you out more. Your mouth fell agape as you struggled to make any sound. You had never felt so full before. There was more pain than before but he didn’t give you much time to think about it as he plunged both fingers inside of you, thrusting his hand at a faster speed than before.
“Gods, Grom,” you moaned as gripped his hair a bit tighter.
The tent was soon filled with lewd, wet sounds as Grom relentlessly pumped his fingers into you. With every thrust of his hand, your cunt squelched, clenching around his digits.
“Grom, I’m gonna…”
It felt like your breath had been knocked out of you. You squeezed your eyes shut as your orgasm overtook you. Your legs involuntarily clamped down around Grom as he continued to curl his fingers into you, massaging and prodding at that spongy spot inside of you. His tusks pressed harder into your legs as he continued to devour you. You were sure you’d have bruises there by tomorrow but you didn’t care.
Your entire body shook as you rode your waves of pleasure, falling apart under Grom’s touch. You squirmed, your entire body felt too sensitive. Grom continued lapping at your clit, swirling his tongue around it.
“Grom, please,” you whined.
He pulled away momentarily, giving your clit a break. His fingers slowed but continued to slide in and out of you.
“Please what?” he questioned.
He leaned forward, placing his free hand beside your head. You tried to speak but found yourself at a loss for words, too entranced by the texture of his fingers inside you.
“Use your words, my dearest,” he cooed.
You tried to speak but you just couldn’t form the words. All you could do was moan as warmth pooled at your core. Your mouth hung open as Grommash’s hand began to speed up again. He watched you intently, studying your face as it contorted with ecstasy. Something inside of you was building and he knew it, bringing his thumb up to your clit as he continued to work his fingers inside you.
It felt different from the orgasm before. It felt just as pleasurable if not more, but it felt so different, so foreign to your body that it almost worried you. You weren’t fully sure what was happening to you.
“Wait, Grom, wait,” you pleaded.
But it was too late. Another orgasm hit you causing your cunt to clench around his fingers. It felt like something snapped inside of you as his fingers curled, hitting that spongy spot once more. Your hips bucked into him as you gasped, your head falling back onto the furs below you, eyes squeezing shut. Your body trembled, tensing up as you rode out your climax.
“Mmm, look at the mess you’re making,” Grom said, groaning.
Your eyes fluttered open, looking at him in confusion. Your eyes drifted down watching yourself in amazement and mild horror as you squirted around his fingers. The clear liquid spurted out onto his large hands and the bed underneath you with every thrust of his fingers.
You moan at the sight, the euphoria of the new sensation overtaking you. Grom’s hand slowed and then pulled out of you slowly. You whined at the sudden feeling of emptiness, your entrance clenching and fluttering around nothing.
Grommash brought his fingers up to his mouth, licking them.
“Who knew humans could taste so good?” he said.
“I didn’t know I could do that,” you said quietly.
The orc leaned down, pressing his body into yours and placing a kiss on your forehead.
“Well, now you know,” he replied.
You hummed, bringing your hand up to his chest, grazing one of the piercings on his nipple.
He then kissed you on your lips. The cold metal ring on his tusk pressed against your cheek as he did so.
His hand pulled at your tunic, ripping it off completely underneath him. You were now completely bare.
His large hand kneaded at your breast, occasionally pinching at the nipple. You moaned against his lips, letting his tongue slip into your mouth.
As he pressed into you more, you could feel his erection between your legs, occasionally sliding against your sensitive skin. He ground his hips against yours, cock slipping against you, causing himself to groan as he feverishly kissed you.
You knew what he wanted but you weren’t confident that he was going to get it. It’s not that you didn’t want him to fuck you, you were just worried still about him being inside of you.
As you pulled away from his lips you met his gaze, looking into his eyes. They were glazed over, lust-filled, and full of admiration. He wanted you. He needed so much more of you.
He ground his hips against you again.
“Need to be inside of you. Need to make you a proper mate,” he said in a low voice.
His hips bucked, causing you to moan as his cock slid across your folds, desire building up inside of you.
“I know. But I don’t think it’ll fit, Grom,” you said, quietly.
“Nonsense,” he grumbled as he got off the top of you.
He took his cock into his hand. It was already glistening with precum as he gave it a few lazy strokes.
“If you can take my fingers, you can take this,” he stated.
Just the sight of him jerking off was enough to make you spread your legs. You were basically salivating at the sight of him. You wanted him as badly as he wanted you, although the fear of being ripped apart still lingered.
“Take it slow, okay? Don’t put all of it in, Grom. I really don’t think I can take all of it,” you said.
He spread your legs further apart before sliding his cock against your swollen clit, causing yet another moan to come out of you.
“Whatever you say, my dearest,” he said.
You took a deep breath as Grom began to push the head of his cock into you. You hissed as it stretched the tight band of flesh around your walls. You were practically dripping from your last orgasm but your wetness only helped so much.
Grommash let out a low groan as he pushed his member into you at an agonizing pace. Pain was surging through you, bringing tears to your eyes. He was only a few inches in before you placed a hand on his chest, silently stopping him.
“Are you okay?” he questioned, a hint of concern in his voice.
“I’m okay. I think that’s as far as you can go for now,” you said.
He hummed in response.
“Let me know when you’re ready,” he said, rubbing circles on your thigh with his thumb.
You sighed, leaning your head back for a moment. Eventually, the pain began to subside. You brought your hand up to him, sliding it down his chest before giving him a nod to continue.
He pulled out the few inches that were inside you before thrusting them back in. It took everything in him to not push every inch in. He wanted to so badly. He wanted to fill you up so badly but he couldn’t stand the thought of hurting you.
You whimpered as his hips snapped forward, pushing part of his cock into you. The stretch was otherworldly. You knew if he hadn’t fucked you with his fingers earlier there was no way you would’ve been able to take the tip of him. It may have not been much but it felt divine.
“Oh, Grom,” you moaned as he fucked into you.
You could hear your pussy squelching around him as you became more wet by the second.
Your hands found their way to his large arms, holding on to stabilize yourself. Your body had a mind of its own as you rolled your hips forward. Grommash growled, halting his movements.
“Grom, why’d you stop?” you whined.
“Look,” he said with a grunt.
You propped yourself up on your elbows and looked down between the two of you. When you had rolled your hips moments ago, you had taken another inch of him without even realizing it. Too caught up in your pleasure to notice.
Grom rocked his hips into you, almost like he was silently asking you a question with his movements. He wanted to go further and you knew it. You moaned as he slowly began thrusting his hips again.
You were getting so wet. Surely you could take a bit more, right?
“I know you can take it. Let me show you just how good it can feel,” he said.
His shallow thrusts were already threatening to send you over the edge and you couldn’t deny it any longer, you wanted more of him.
You bucked your hips against him causing him to groan.
“Do you want all of it?” he asked.
“Yes…please. I need you,” you said in between broken moans.
“That’s all I needed to hear.”
Grommash hooked his hands under your knees, forcing your legs up as far as they’d go, pressing them against your chest. He replaced his hands with yours, making you hold your legs up. He then leaned forward, climbing on top of you. One of his hands was placed beside your head while the other lined up his cock to your entrance, slowly pushing in. He used his body weight to help sink into you, pushing in further than before, taking his time as he did so.
A choked moan left your mouth as your eyes welled up with tears. It was such a strange sensation. It hurt, a burning feeling seared into your core as Grom stretched you out. But the pain was also laced with pleasure.
Grommash’s hand left his cock, bringing it up and resting it by your head. He was a little over halfway in, sinking into you as he covered over your body. He hadn’t even begun thrusting yet and you already felt like you were becoming unglued.
“There you go. Taking it so well.”
He slid in deeper, another inch. Then another. And another. You whimpered, eyes rolling in the back of your head.
“My sweet human,” he cooed.
He wasn’t all the way in but his hips started moving, thrusting into you slowly, working the last of his way into you.
“You like that, huh? Like being full of my cock,” he said, picking up the pace.
You couldn’t speak. You just nodded your head and moaned.
Grommash pulled out all the way to the head of his cock before slamming back inside of you. You yelped as the sound of wet skin smacking together filled the tent. You could feel low rumbles vibrating from Grom’s chest as he growled, getting louder with every thrust. You were slowly becoming a babbling mess as waves of ecstasy began to overtake you. The pain had subsided and all you could think about was Grommash and how good he felt.
Grom moved one of his hands, bringing it down between the two of you. He circled your clit with his thumb. It felt as if sparks were igniting. Every raw nerve was crackling with pleasure.
You were panting underneath him, growing closer and closer to the edge. You could feel his cock twitching inside of you. His movements were becoming more erratic and you knew he was close to. An all too familiar feeling was forming and your body began to shake.
“Oh, fuck. Grom, I’m gonna…”
“Cum for me, my dearest,” he said.
And that was all you needed. You let out a wail as your vision clouded. Your body spasmed as your cunt tightened around him, somehow managing to suck him in more as if your body wasn’t ready to let go. He kept fucking into you, chasing his own release until his hips stuttered, bucking into you harder than ever. He let out a roar and you were sure the whole clan could hear both of you as the two of you rode out the pleasure, not that any of the orcs would’ve cared.
You could feel his cum, hot and leaking out of you as he slowly pulled his cock out. You closed your eyes as your legs fell from your chest, splaying out in front of you. You were still in a daze as Grommash sat on his knees for a moment, admiring you like you were an art piece. You were officially his mate and he was overjoyed.
You felt the bed shift as he got up. He was only gone for a moment and returned with a washcloth, cleaning you off gently.
You felt yourself drifting off. You were so warm and so very exhausted.
“Falling asleep on me?” Grommash joked as he laid down beside you.
You opened your eyes, looking up at the orc.
“Maybe,” you chuckled.
He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his side. You kissed his chest, moving up to his neck, and then his jaw, pecking the inked skin. He held onto you tight as if he was afraid you’d be snatched away from him. You heard him mumble something in orcish that you couldn’t understand.
“What was that?” you questioned.
“Na dova dra,” he repeated, this time hearing him more clearly.
“And what does that mean?” you asked.
He brought your hand up to his lips, placing a kiss against it.
“I love you,” he translated.
Your heart fluttered and you smiled. Admissions of love were another uncommon thing amongst the horde, especially towards humans. But it was true. Grom loved you very much.
You brought your hand up to his face, guiding him to yours. You kissed his lips gently before pulling away.
A mighty orc tribe that takes care of you and all their other human mates. They protect you from the cold, keep you safe, bring you food and sweets. They do not dress you up nicely, because that's not really necessary. You mostly stay naked and wear fur only when you leave your cottage. But if the human wishes for finer clothes, they will have them.
The whole tribe is your mate, your spouse, and all the other humans are your spouses and your lovers. You visit each other and make love for hours. Your orc protectors will sometimes watch you, tiny humans, lick each other and moan, anticipating the even greater pleasure. But big orcs won't stay seated for long. They will join their human mates and playthings and fuck them until they drool and whimper and beg for more.
Then the others will come, or the humans will seek others in other cottages and houses, or the orcs themselves will carry them around, like a feast to be shared.
Warm bellies full of cum, pussies moist from need, and mouths drooling and panting - humans provide pleasure, while orcs provide safety and community.
im ovulating and I know you little freaks KNOW I am an orc girlie okay
and tonight's high thots have me DESPERATE to be bred by a fucking TANK of an orc ok??
a big, brutal fucker absolutely rut drunk coming home from the battlefield and dragging his little mate straight to bed
his weight pressing you deep into the furs, every inch of him heavy, hot, unstoppable, still a warlord even in bed as his tusked mouth drags against your throat as he snarls, hips slamming forward hard enough to rattle the frame beneath you
“mine,” he growls voice a rumble of thunder against your skin. “gonna put heirs in you till you’re round with me. till every bastard in this land sees whose owns you”
each thrust is another claim, brutal and deep, as if he were driving stakes into the ground to mark his territory. his hand spanns your belly possessively, pressing down to feel himself inside you, groaning like the proof of it alone was enough to undo him as you scream and gush around him
he wont stop when he spilled, the bastard doesn't even slow
he just grinds harder, chasing the next peak, desperate to pump more of himself into you. sweat dripping from his temples, tusks grazing your jaw as he kisses you almost tenderly, even as his body breaks you open again and again and again and again
and when his roar finally shakes the rafters, he collapses over you, massive chest heaving, lips dragging reverent along your temple. still buried deep, still twitching inside you, purring low in his throat in a sound of victory, of possession, of a beast who had conquered and would never let go
ya know what I'm sayin????
and all the gods help us when you DO finally get heavy with his babies
Every year, your village sacrifices a young woman to the orc tribe so they won’t raid them like they’ve done to so many other surrounding villages. To some, it’s 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. It’s 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, you’re 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.
“They have not retrained you?” he asks.
“I came by myself. They didn’t force me,” you tell him.
He tilts his head curiously. “No one from your village has ever offered themselves to us willingly.”
“Are you going to hurt me?”
“No, no, little one,” he chuckles, running his large, calloused hand over your body from your breasts down to your thighs. “We’ve got something special in mind for you.”
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. You’ve 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 you’re already wet.
“Such an eager little human,” 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 can’t 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.
“That’s it, little one, let them all know how good it feels. Show them how well you can take it.”
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 doesn’t let up.
“She’s such a sensitive little thing,” one of the others laughs.
“I bet she’s never tasted orc cock before.”
“I’ve got something she can taste.” You look towards the voice and see one of them with his cock out, slowly stroking it as he watches.
It isn’t 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 there’s 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, you’re 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 they’ve each had their turn, the leader takes a smooth stone from his pack. “You wouldn’t mind holding this for me, would you?” he says before shoving it inside you. You gasp softly. “Stay here.”
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. “Give me the stone,” 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.
“Give it to her good!”
“Just leave some for me.”
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 they’re roasting, and you chew into it ravenously.
“You see, she has a good appetite, too. That bodes well for bearing our young,” he says proudly.
“She’s a pretty one, too, isn’t she?” asks another one of them.
“She is. Very pretty,” says the leader, stroking your hair. “I think I’ll keep her.”
i love orc boyfriend who passes us around so much!!!!! i get so horny😵💫😵💫 would you please do a part 3 where he fucks us infront of all his friends and they cum on us 💔💔
part 1 || part 2
Orc!boyfriend who finger-fucks you before the next game-night, leaving you gaping and needy before his friends show up again. He only chuckles when you beg him to keep going, to make you come... But he does nothing, he offers you a new slutty outfit and kisses your forehead as he gently slaps your ass and walks out of the room to prepare the snacks.
Orc!boyfriend who starts passing you around once again, his friends a lot more daring this time. Their hands explore your human body, groping and pinching until you are moaning, just to laugh at you and pass you to the next one as they ignore you as if you couldn't feel how hard their dicks are against your ass every time you sit in another lap.
Orc!boyfriend who sits you on his lap after a few rounds of touching and teasing, pulling down your dress and parting your legs so they all can see how wet and needy you already are.
Orc!boyfriend who allows them to get close to your needy body as he rubs your clits and pinches your nipples. They are all jerking off, their dicks so close to you that if you leaned forward a little they'll be touching you.
Orc!boyfriend who watches with a smirk as they all come all over your tits and stomch, their combined seeds dripping down your body until your tiny dress is ruined and your pussy feels so empty you want to bend over and allow whoever to get a turn.
