by T West
Reese nodded, as the strap-on slid out of her tight coose. She wiped Regan’s love-juice from her lips and answered, “Yeah. I’ve got the ropes Alexis, right here.”
Regan got up, and whispered, “Oh my God, what a sex-case. We’re lesbians, but that doesn’t mean that we’re not opposed to a bit of --”
“Hey!” called out Alexis the lesbian leader, interrupting her gang-member. “Step forth. We’ve got something for you.”
The orc did as he was asked, and stepped out from under the looming trees. Quickly tying the rope around his hands, Alexis walked him over to a firm birch tree. The orc played along. Alexis tied his hands up around the tree, so he was facing the tree with his back to the dykes. They pulled down his leather loin cloth exposing his muscular green ass. Reese snapped a nearby rattan bamboo-stick and stood behind the orc. “This is what you deserve, you monster. If you want to perv on us, you’re going to get a good spanking.”
Shrieking, she caned down the rattan stick upon The Orc King’s cheeks, making a ‘thwack’ so loud that a bird on a tree above got a bit of a fright and flew away.
Reese again smacked down the stick, caning him.
“Go on, go on. Do it more ,” encouraged Alexis, her hand cupping her own big plastic balls. Again Reese brought down the cane upon the orc’s buttocks, smacking him at a perfect diagonal angle whilst Regan watched on, tightening the ropes around his wrists.
The orc gave an ominous laugh and said, “Oh, this is good practice for when you girls become my henchmen. The henchmen of my new kingdom!”
“God, this guy’s completely sick in the head,” noted Alexis, stroking her own plastic shaft.
The Orc King let out a furious cry and drew his elbows backwards, breaking the rope as if it were a daisy-chain. He spun around quickly, his 11 inch phallus swinging after him, impressive and pining.
“Goddammit!” Regan yelled with a terrified expression on her face. The orc grabbed Reese and Regan by the back of their heads and pulled them onto the floor before him. He pushed their faces into his exposed nuts, forcing his testicles into their mouths. They sucked his full cantaloupes, before their hot, wet tongues flicked out to lick his mammoth girth. His shiny bell bounced about in front of them, pointing straight at their leader.
With their mouths partially-full of orc-shaft, the two kneeling lesbians gasped for some fresh air, while The Orc King stared at Alexis menacingly with his deep, black eyes. With a fearful heart, Alexis removed her hand from her plastic tool and motioned to another clearing between the trees. “Let's make a move, girls,” she whispered.
The Orc King pushed the two kneeling dykes away, discarding them like leftover takeout, and pushed them down, face-first into the Heath floor. He walked over to the dyke leader with his enormous penis in his hand. The orc still hadn’t shot his wad all afternoon, and he was going to get what he wanted, if it was the last thing he did.
With her mohicanned head and unpretty features, the dyke leader reminded the orc of the Queen of Amalow, who he missed dearly. Sensing that she’d better the hell out of dodge, Alexis spun to get away, but just as she did so, she felt the orc’s large brute-like hands on her leather belt. They pulled her jeans and big panties down in one motion, the orc expertly removing them whilst keeping her strap-on in place. He yanked her over to the tree stump.
He bent her over while she was still strapped, her always-stiff plastic prick pressed up against the wood. “There’s no way you’re going to --”
With her fully juiced-up pussy exposed underneath the fleshy globes of her butt, the orc couldn’t resist the welcoming pink lurking behind the ring of trimmed pussy, and he pressed his orc-dong up against her. His pre-cum and her juiced-up coose made things easier, and he slid himself a couple of inches in.
Alexis cried out, and the orc couldn’t help himself. He ploughed nuts-deep, all the way in, and drilled her with every inch. Alexis’s pussy walls clamped down incredibly hard, and she gripped onto the wood in front of her. The lesbian leader looked back and smiled. “Yes, I’m a dyke. But I’m actually enjoying this… don’t stop!”
The Orc King wasn’t going to stop. He had found his new queen. He speared his enormous schlong in and out of her pulsating coose, pumping her intensely whilst Reese and Regan stared on in disbelief. He drilled away, grabbing hold of her punky-hair as he did so. Alexis squealed like a wild pig, and she came, squirting down his orc-shaft and coating his balls with her fluid.
“I think I’ve found my queen! I’ve found my Orc Queen!”
He picked up a ridiculous pace while Reese got behind his parted legs to lick his nuts from behind. They tensed-up in her mouth, the ivory of her teeth brushing up against his scrotal-sack, and The Orc King finally shot his load, pumping rope after rope, spurt after spurt, deep into Alexis’s fertile body. He filled her womb with his orc-seed, which kept cumming while Reese’s luscious lips suckled his nuts almost-dry.
The orc-semen swam sightlessly towards Alexis’s fertile egg. She was his queen, and his potent sperm were going to make an orc baby. The sperm only had one way to go. They knew their direction. They knew their purpose, and they were going to reach their goal.
The Orc King withdrew his dong and Alexis spun around, knelt down and gently squeezed his throbbing nuts, as he shot his last spurt into her mouth. It shot out like a garden sprinkler, spraying into her gaping gob and ruining her gothic lipstick.
With his nuts finally empty, The Orc King squeezed the last drop onto the newly-straight Alexis’s awaiting tongue, whilst Reese and Regan crawled up on their knees either side, keen for some orc-snowballing fun. Regan lay on her back and Alexis spat a gob-full of orc-jizz into her open mouth. Regan got to her knees as Reese lay down, and spat the monster-seed into Reese’s open mouth. Reese got to her knees, rocked her head back and blew a big spunk-bubble, before turning her head to the right and spitting the spooge onto Alexis’s purple strap-on, varnishing the ribbed shaft.
The orc had found his new kingdom, and his day had turned out to be a very good one. With his green grapefruits emptied, The Orc King waved goodbye to his new found countrymen. “I’ll see you at the castle at the top of Hampstead Heath. I’m going to go and find someone to build it for me.”
“Ummm, okay then. Or maybe we’ll just see you here next weekend?” offered Alexis.
The Orc King nodded his head in agreement. Alexis gave him a knowing smile and the girls all waved him off, as he plodded his large feet along the grassy ground and disappeared through the gap in the trees, his pendulous dong swinging behind him. “Sure, I’ll see you soon. We’ve got a baby to raise!”
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Steamy Erotica Story 8
T here was something about horror movies that always got Jessica moist between the thighs. Perhaps it was the imaginary thrill of being chased by a masked man holding a blade, or a big hairy werewolf bouncing through the forest eager to devour a young maiden, or perhaps it was the dark macabre atmosphere during a vampire bite scene.
Whatever the context, she just knew that she thoroughly enjoyed watching these movies. Being a college girl with long blonde flowing hair, full melon-like breasts and a big tight bubble butt, she had no problem scoring with the boys; in fact she had to pretty much fight them off during her lunch breaks. The whole rugby team apparently wanted to drill her, and had tried to on many occasions. And although she was quite partial to a rather large penis, ultimately she was waiting for the perfect man – therefore she didn't want to sleep around too much.
One night in a university dorm room she was a lying in bed watching another movie. This time it was a thriller, the kind where the plain-clothed cop has to solve an incredibly obvious case while there’s a subplot of him banging his secretary. Jessica was enjoying it, her eyes glued to the screen as she snuggled under the duvet. She glanced over to the picture on the wall of her roommate Alice. Just looking at the picture made her smile, as they had become quite good friends over the past year. Alice was out that night at the loc
al bar, and Jessica's mind wandered as to what exactly Alice was up to that precise moment. No doubt sucking on a bell-end in the toilets , Jessica thought.
This year they had enjoyed watching movies together. They were quite different in appearance, Alice being Gothic by dress code, with straight dark hair and cat-eyed makeup. She was definitely striking in appearance and an attractive girl, in a very different way to Jessica.
She glanced back to the screen and continued to watch the movie. Although she wished Alice was there with her, she still loved watching movies on her own. The reason why she was not out partying and sharing the bell-end sucking antics with her roommate, was because she had been out partying hard the night before and really needed this downtime.
As the movie neared its end she started to feel sleepy, and although she did try to fight it she felt her eyelids becoming heavy. Her eyes closed momentarily, but she was quick to open them again as she hated falling asleep before the end credits.
Jessica opened her eyes to view the screen, and her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. What was on the screen was not the thriller she had just been watching, but was something completely different. What the hell is this?
It was some weird sci-fi flick. Not even a modern sci-fi flick - it was black-and-white and grainy in quality as if it had been filmed years ago. Figuring that she must've drifted off for an hour or two when she closed her eyes without realizing it, she was slightly annoyed but figured worse things have happened. Rubbing her eyes, she carried on checking out the new movie that was on the screen.
This is actually pretty good , she thought to herself. On-screen little green Martians were meandering about, walking down from their flying saucer and walking up to a desolate house. There was something slightly eerie and creepy about the movie, not in a scary way but there was something slightly sinister about it. Jessica watched for a few minutes longer before starting to feel herself getting sleepy again.
This time she was aware that she was drifting off, as the squeaky voices of the meandering Martians almost acting as a soft lullaby in her ears. She willingly allowed herself to drift into a deep sleep, an enjoyable slumber - as she felt some incredible dreams seeping into her subconscious.
***
She started dreaming about the rugby team finally getting their grubby hands on her, grabbing her arms her legs with the absolute intention of having their wicked way with her. This thought made her panties wet as an otter’s pocket, as although she had resisted them on many occasions in real life she knew how eager they were to give her a forceful shafting.
She felt the hands very tightly on her wrists and ankles, almost too tightly, as if it was real. Still asleep, she began thrashing from left to the right, as their grip actually started to hurt her. Her subconscious knew she was dreaming, but it just felt so real. So very real that she wanted out of this dream straightway.
Waking herself up, she came to the horrific realization that the restraints on her limbs was not a figment of her imagination at all. It wasn't the rugby team - instead she was terrified to her very core when she saw that there were in fact green tentacles wrapped around her wrists and ankles. They had tied her to the bed posts, so she was completely bound and unable to get up.
The bed covers got pulled off abruptly, and there she lay, just dressed in her knickers and a tight top that accentuated her ripe melons. Glancing down to the bottom of the bed, she saw where the tentacles were coming from. Not dissimilar to the Martians in the movie she just watched, there was a green man standing at the bottom of her bed, staring at her. He was quite small in stature but very muscular, and Jessica couldn’t help but lower her eyes to get a good look at his six-pack abs. I've never seen green abs before , Jessica thought to herself.
The alien’s tentacles were coming out of the sides of his body, in a similar fashion to an octopus, and were next to his normal shaped green arms.
“What the hell are you doing to me?” Jessica enquired. But the alien gave no answer, just stared blankly with his tiny black eyes.
Her eyes lowered again, realizing that the alien was not clothed and perused his nether regions. Well, at least he's not going to do much damage with that thing , she thought to herself as she noticed that he had a very small willy. So small, in fact that it couldn’t have been more than 1.5 inches long. Wondering whether maybe getting gang banged by the rugby team would actually be a far better way to spend the evening, she still knew she was in quite a sticky predicament. Her wrists were tightly bound, so there was no way she was going be able to break the kung fu-like grip of the alien tentacles.
Even though the alien didn't have pupils in his eyes, she could sense that his eyes were lowering and looking at her white panties. Finding this quite arousing, she felt a little bead of juice drip down her puffy labia. She was shaven fully, and the soft material of her underwear against her smooth vaginal mound send little waves of pleasure down her arms and legs. Even though the alien had a little penis, he still seemed very interested in her as he continued to stare. Although not wanting to admit it to herself, she started to get quite turned on by the whole experience.
A fourth green tentacle extended from the alien’s midsection and coiled around the hem of her knickers. The knickers tore easily as the tentacle tugged downwards, and Jessica's eyes widened further as she realized she was completely naked from the waist down, legs spread, with shaven flange fully exposed to her uninvited guest.
Knowing that if the alien did try and screw her with his tiny penis she would barely feel it, she wondered what he had in mind. Her question was about to be answered, as the alien leaned forward over the edge of the bed and opened his little mouth. His mouth made a toothless ‘O’ shape and out popped his long bright pink tongue. The pink of his tongue was in stark contrast to his green skin, and amazingly looked slightly human although much longer and pointed at the tip.
As the Green man's neck extended, his tongue snaked forward and began to eagerly lap at Jessica’s exposed womanhood. He licked up and down the length of her lady slit in a valiant attempt to consume all of her pre-squirt love juice. It had been a while since Jessica had been licked so expertly, and given the very unusual circumstances she was genuinely impressed with the tongue technique of this strange outer space chap. She moaned encouragingly, as the long pink alien tongue flicked her hard little nub from left to right before delving deep into her wanton pussy.
Once inside, he tongue fucked her rampantly, bobbing his head up and down like a nodding dog on the back seat of a car. His round green chin bounced off her aching gash as his little green nose nudged her frustrated clit. Jessica found herself wanting more, as her inner vaginal muscles sucked the bright pink tongue in as deeply as possible with each delving motion. Almost shocking herself with her own desire Jessica started moaning, “Oh yeah, green alien man! Oh yeah baby, harder baby!”
This didn’t change the pace of the alien man's tongue spearing, as he continued to melodically drill her soaked snatch, swinging his bright pink tongue in and out like a pendulum. It wasn't long before Jessica felt an amazing orgasm build up inside her body. Her body started to shake with intense waves of pleasure as the ecstatic climax shot through her. Her body spasmed, squirting wildly around the extended muscle and spraying copious amounts of female sex-piss into the green alien’s blank expressionless face.
Withdrawing his tongue, the alien seemed to like it as he began to lick his face round and round in a circular motion in an apparently sincere attempt to drink every last drop of the female ejaculate. Completely spent, Jessica lay there panting, deeply satisfied by the tremendous orgasm but still rather uneasy about her uninvited guest. The tentacles around her limbs withdrew, setting her free and she lay on the bed rubbing her wrists and ankles in an effort to get the blood flowing again.
Before she even had a chance to ask the alien's name, his tentacles flew back into his torso and he leapt out of the window like a stallion, into the depths of the night. Now very sleepy after her juddering cl
imax Jessica found herself drifting off once more, strangely content.
***
As she awoke the next morning she looked to her left and saw that Alice had come back in the early hours of the night and was sleeping soundly in her bed. Jessica noticed that Alice's lipstick was slightly smeared, and there was no mystery as to why. Jessica's mind raced back to the events of last night, and she was still unsure as to whether it had actually happened or whether perhaps it was a strange dream after all. Perhaps watching that strange black-and-white movie about the Martians was also a dream. It all felt so blurry and unclear to her, so she decided to keep it to herself and decided she wouldn’t even tell Alice when she awoke.
As Alice slept, Jessica couldn't help but reach down and dally with her still tingling flange. With the vivid image of her uninvited guest playing heavily on her mind, she inserted two fingers inside herself to indulge in a gentle self-probing. She achieved a juddering morning climax as she pictured her mysterious midnight tongue fucker, being sure to smother her moans and cum silently as Alice snoozed on.
Later that day in the college canteen, Jessica was predictably approached by Dan, the resident rugby stud. Rarely a lunch break went by when Dan didn’t get his 9 inch throbber sucked by any eager freshman slut, so he genuinely felt that Jessica should be grateful for the attention. However, knowing that she was the hottest girl in a 10 mile radius of the University, she could be as picky as she wanted to be. And on that afternoon her thoughts were with someone else.
“Look, I'm really not interested.” Jessica batted her eyelids and looked away. She was high maintenance and she knew it - in fact she was proud of it.