"I can't wait any longer, come and take me my Lord!" Lucy squealed, beckoning the Warg king by rubbing her hands slowly, yet firmly, over his chest. Sköll took two steps forwards, placing his crotch directly above Lucy's boobs, his half hard phallus already larger than any man Lucy had ever seen. She reached up and grabbed it, immediately running both her hands around the semi hard Warg cock, feeling the growing strength with every passing moment. It didn't take long before Sköll's cock was fully erect, a large pink rod contrasting against his silver grey belly. Without warning, Sköll lowered himself, his humongous erection landing on Lucy's bustling breasts. His desires were clear, he craved her voluptuous bosom around his lengthy cock and Lucy could not deny him, her hands guiding his dick between her boobs before she began mashing them around Sköll's swollen Warg cock. The feeling for Lucy was not disappointing, the pleasure of his cock being squeezed by her mammoth tits oddly satisfying for her, almost as if she had another clitoris placed on her chest. It was exquisite, the pleasure building as Sköll began rocking back and forth, slowly grinding his enlarged cock between her sensual mounds.
"Ohh yeah, it's been way too long princess!" Sköll groaned loudly, releasing some of his sexual tension as pre-cum squirted from his knob.
Already? Lucy thought to herself. We've only just started.
Sköll became more energetic, steadily increasing the speed and power behind his hips, thrusting more of his now fully erected Warg cock between her boobs. Lucy squealed in surprise when Sköll's swollen knob pushed against her chin, before retreating back between her massaging breasts. A second later, Sköll's knob came shooting from its safe haven, ramming against Lucy's chin again, this time only reversing half way to her luscious breasts. Lucy too the hint, dropping her chin to her neck and opening her mouth, this time capturing the rampaging monster cock, her tongue swirling around the enlarged tip before Sköll once again brought his hips back for another thrust. He brought his powerful hips forward, pushing his long rod into Lucy's expecting mouth, this time grinding his way forward, slowly reaching further and further into Lucy's mouth. Lucy licked and sucked, her lips tight around the thick man pole while her head jerked back and forth awkwardly due to her current position. The groans of Sköll increased in both frequency and length, his rock hard sensitive phallus twitching in the immense pleasure it was receiving, and Lucy could feel the hard knob in her mouth swelling even bigger. Enthusiastically, she pulled her head back, letting go of the thick dick while keeping her tongue around the hard knob. She was about to try and talk, to tell Sköll to stop holding back, before Sköll spoke first, "Princess, wrap you lips around my knob, it feels soooo good!" He commanded in a very rushed way. Lucy obeyed, eating more of the enormous length, her eyes widening as Sköll forced more into her mouth, his tip now reaching her throat. Sköll pulled back, only a few centimetres, before ramming his cock forward again, his wide tip slamming against the back of Lucy's throat until he retracted back again, only to thrust his knob back down Lucy's throat. Lucy nearly gagged each time the massive Warg dick was shoved down her throat, her airways being blocked repeatedly by the large tip. Her efforts were not going unnoticed, her tongue feeling the increasing pulse through Sköll's long length, the telltale sign of his coming orgasm. And he wasn't pulling out. Lucy's eyes widened as she heard the Sköll give a final grunt before he orgasmed, one last thrust placing his bulbous tip at the back of Lucy's throat. Sköll ignored the panicked, muffled cries of Lucy, her attempts of pulling back far enough to escape the massive blast of semen in vain. Warg sperm erupted from Sköll's immersed cock, the salty fluids gushing around Lucy's mouth, filling the small space in an instant. Lucy refused to swallow the, oddly, great tasting semen, determined to spit it out as soon as Sköll removed his cock from her throat.
"What's the matter princess? Savouring the taste? Please, swallow my seed, there is plenty more for your greedy needs," Sköll said as he began to remove his dick from her mouth, stopping when only his knob remained.
"If you don't drink up now, I'm going to have to give you a refill until you do. It's Warg tradition not to waste any fluid, whether it be water or semen," Sköll rambled.
Lucy wriggled back, just enough so that the still rock hard cock popped out of her mouth. She looked up at Sköll, her filled out cheeks making her look more a guilty food thief than the princess she was. The Warg king's rejuvenated youthful face stared expectantly back at her, his long tongue dangling just above her face, his hot steamy breath wafting down onto her face. Compelled by her desire to comply with Warg traditions, Lucy began to swallow the thick Warg cum, her mind barely protesting as she did. The hot dick cream swam down her throat, leaving a good salty taste on her tongue as she swallowed. Sköll seemed pleased, his panting tongue no longer dangling over her head as he spoke again.
"Excellent princess. I can see that this will be a prosperous treaty. Please allow me to give you another gift."
Lucy finished licking the inside of her cheeks as Sköll stopped talking, her tongue relishing in her newly acquired taste for Warg semen. She knew that she should reply to the Warg king, but found that she had no relevant words to say. She was about to sit up when the words "give you another gift" sank in, her mouth opening in protest a fraction of a second before Sköll gave his gift. Another ejaculation of hot cum burst from Sköll's knob, the thick globules spraying across Lucy's face, painting her white. The first, powerful streams of sperm splashed against her face; splashing all over her head before trickling down her face and neck in an estuary of streams. The secondary squirts were much less in volume, but also unguided, spraying into her hair. She would have spoken up and verbally displayed her unhappiness if the threat of coping another mouthful of salty dick cream was not so prominent. Finally, with one last grunt and squirt of cock sauce, Sköll took a step back, allowing Lucy the room to sit up.
She was a white mess; her face had become covered completely by the hot cum of Sköll, his overly large load more as if he had been peeing rather than cumming. Lucy also noticed that her breast had not escaped the white barrage, her two mounds covered in the sticky white fluid.
"One down, one to go, Princess. I must ask you to stand up so that we can proceed," Sköll said, his polite tone completely contrasting his previous display of wild passion and lust.
Lucy merely nodded as she began to rise, running her hands through her hair before remembering the sticky semen which Sköll had so ungracefully placed there. It was disgusting to her, that her hair had become a sperm mop, yet at the same time, she was exhilarated that she had finally gotten her wish to have sex with a Warg. This far had been not been too disappointing; however, she hoped that this time, the sex would be more pleasing for her. As Lucy stood, she felt Sköll behind her, his snout nuzzling against her soft buttocks, causing her to clench her butt in surprise. Sköll took the hint, he would not be stretching that hole tonight. Instead, Sköll raised himself on his two hind legs, propping his front paws on Lucy's shoulders, his new height over half again Lucy's size. He hunched over, his silver chest pressing against the back of Lucy's head, as he shuffled closer to Lucy.
His erect phallus pressed against Lucy's still clenched butt cheeks, the hard rod probing her fleshy behind.
"If you would give a helping hand Princess, we can begin," Sköll said, referring to his cock, which was struggling to find its way to the soft lips of Lucy's vagina. Obeying his wishes, Lucy grabbed his long pole, squeezing the giant length as she slowly guided it between her barely open legs towards her moist snatch. Before insertion, Lucy stroked the rock hard shaft, her hand making sure that she got as much Warg cock as Sköll could give. She gently pressed the bulbous knob against her tight labium wings, squeaking in exquisite pleasure as the very tip of Sköll's knob squeezed through into her moist vagina. Sköll didn't wait for Lucy to be ready, his powerful hips forcing his enormous length further into Lucy. Lucy squealed louder as Sköll achieved penetration, his massive cock stretching Lucy, her tight vagina only used to the much smaller pe
nises of humans. She could feel herself bulging where Sköll's log pushed through her and she moved a hand down to gut to feel the sickeningly erotic movements of Sköll through her skin. His swelling cock was visible trough her guy, her skin protruding at unnatural places where the Warg king grinded his long rod.
Pain filtered with pleasure erupted in Lucy, feeling Sköll's massive shaft pushing against her cervix, the Warg king trying hard to break through and reach into Lucy's womb.
"Hnng! No don't push so far, you're gonna split me in two!" Lucy pleaded as she felt Sköll push harder inside her, his thick cock already having filled Lucy and nearly completely blocking off any external access to her tight cunt. Lucy desperately grabbed the unsheltered length of Sköll's shaft, straining against his thrust to pull any amount of his inserted rod from within her. Her efforts only invigorated Sköll, feeding his desires extra pleasure by her rough touch and the Warg king proceeded to stuff Lucy's already overloaded pussy with more of his endless length. Mixes of pain and pleasure flooded through Lucy, the pain of her insides being slowly forced aside by the increasing penetration of Sköll, yet pleasure as his bulging cock stimulated her clitoris, somehow providing Lucy with the same feeling which her hands often gave herself. Slowly she loosened her grip, her resisting determination slowly fragmenting away to nothing. And then Sköll began to hump.
It was unimaginably good, the sensation of the massive Warg cock retreating briefly, before being rammed straight back against the soft inner walls of Lucy's vagina, the knob slamming hard against Lucy's cervix as Sköll continued his fervour assault against her internal sex organs.
"Ahh! Ahhah! Yes! Fuc-ahh! Fill me Wa-ahh-rg king, I want you to-to Ahh!" Lucy squealed in agonised delight, her words being lost in the grunting and groaning of the two interlocked species, their sex cries and moans resounding loudly through the den.
The strong thrusts of Sköll's hips against Lucy's soft ass caused her large boobs to rocket around her chest with every clap of inside hip of fleshy buttock. She could feel, as well as see, the saliva fall from Sköll's dangling tongue onto her jiggling milk jugs. With her free hand she wiped up the hot drool and began to smear it across her body, uncaring where the thick saliva was spread. She was thoroughly pleased by Sköll, more than pleased, she was slaked, totally drenched with delight as Sköll continued his hard cock humping through Lucy. It wasn't long until Lucy was panting like a bitch, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she squealed in orgasmic pleasure. She realised all to late just how close to orgasm she was, her vaginal muscles contracting around the massive log inside of her. Sköll felt his cock being squeezed and groaned as his own orgasm primed for release. His fast tempo quickened as he drew closer, his hips humping back and forth at an unbelievable pace. Lucy couldn't contain herself any longer, the constant spearing of herself on Sköll's giant rod too much for her.
"Sköll! I'm cumming! Oh my god! Keep fucking me while I cum on your cock! Yeahhh!" Lucy cried out as her orgasm rocketed throughout her entire body, her every nerve shaking in the flood of pleasure. In tiny, uncontrolled bursts, her body twitched as the built up sexual satisfaction was released about her body. I have never orgasmed so hard before.... He truly is above all else, Lucy thought to herself as her mind cleared away the foggy orgasm thoughts of fulfilled desire.
"ARRRHHHH!" Sköll roared above her, his ear breaking cry announcing to every set of ears in a ten mike radius of his orgasm. Lucy did her best to keep her sense of hearing, however that was not her only problem. Sköll was on a rampage, his enormous cock still inside of Lucy, shooting out monstrous amounts of sperm with every passing second, the building pressure inside of her womb and vagina beginning to hurt. Sköll's large phallus was completely blocking the fluid's escape, and Lucy could tell that Sköll was not about to pull out before he had finished pumping his hot semen inside of her.
"Sköll... Please pull... Out...." Lucy managed, her anguished cry broken up in pain as Sköll continued to flood her insides with his cum, her cries unheard by the Warg king, who was relishing the orgasmic pleasure which clouded his thoughts. It was incredible to Lucy that Sköll had so much cum, that he could actually fill her womb and still need to pump more out. Lucy struggled, shuffling forward away from the sperm fountain which was lodged in her vagina. Sköll remained standing, his paws still leaning against Lucy’s shoulders, yet his thick shaft was slowly being left behind, letting the build up of Warg semen and vaginal fluids to gush out, pooling on the floor. Soon Lucy was free from the massive Warg dick which had reamed her vagina like there was no tomorrow, the still half erect penis dribbling out sperm onto the ground. Out of breath, with legs of jelly, Lucy fell to her knees as her strength left her, drained from the wondrous sex she had just experienced.
“That was incredible. Do all of you Wargs cum that much? Because I foresee a lot of human girls getting addicted to this if you do,” Lucy groaned, her exhausted words sounding exactly how she felt, “All perks aside, I do believe that means we have sealed the deal through this ceremony, so I will head back to the castle to report to my father that all has been taken care- WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” Lucy screamed at the end of her sentence, alarmed at the position which Sköll had manoeuvred into. He once again towered over her, this time his back arcing into the air as his cock, which was once again standing at full erect length, aimed towards her vulnerable ass.
“Oh, the deal is complete, this one is for me Princess. I just can’t have you leave so soon, I mean, the fun is truly only just beginning,” Sköll stated, as he began to descend once more into the soft inner folds of Lucy’s already stretched pussy. Based on Sköll’s vitality, it seemed like Lucy was going to be in for a long night.
The Next Day:
Lucy fell to the ground, her body wrecked beyond her imagination. He is just so energised. He never stopped for the whole night. I think I’ll never be able to enjoy a mans dick inside any of my holes again. Lucy thought to herself. Her mind and body were exhausted beyond comprehension, the long night with the promiscuous Sköll having broken her. Her entire body was covered in ejaculated Warg sperm, the white fluid sticking to her like glue. Despite being covered on the inside, Lucy knew that she had taken more loads inside; her throat, womb and ass being used like bucket for the Warg king’s great loads of white semen. Still, Lucy thought to herself before her mind drifted to unconsciousness, it will all be worth it.
The End
Prisoner of the Orcs
Fril was furious. She paced her small cell back and forth, back and forth, and then stood at the cell door staring through the bars with a foul look on her face. Dungeons were no place for a Princess, and Fril was the Princess of the Fay Kingdom not far from where she was being held. Dank, dirty, dark Orc dungeons are especially no place for a pretty Princess, and Fril was one of the fairest maidens in the land. She was renowned for her beauty far across the land between the mountains and the sea to the north.
How it all happened was still a blur to Fril. From what she could remember she had been traveling to her fathers kingdom in a caravan. The caravan hadn't been heavily armed because it was supposed to be unnecessary since her presence was intended to be a secret. Someone had talked, though, maybe an excited guard or someone in the kingdom itself. Fril knew how loose people were with their talk these days, believing that the Kingdom of Fay was completely unassailable in any respect. The attitude of outright arrogance from her people could be what cost the caravan guards their lives and many of the other workers that had been working the horses or riding on the wagons themselves when they were set upon by Orcs.
Fril hated Orcs, thought they were nasty creatures. Years ago when her father had invaded the Festering Swamps and driven the Orc horde before his armies all the way to the ocean and then driven them into its froth until the sea spumed dark red and corpses bobbed on the deep like childrens' play things Fril had smiled. She had been glad that her father had gone to such lengths to push the Orc menace from their hiding holes in the dirty swamp. Fril remembered how s
he'd laugh and made jests in front of her father's court when some of the noblemen said he'd gone to far; Fril remembered saying, “It is good that they died clean. Their encounter with the sea is likely the only bath they had ever taken!” A raucous applause and laughter had followed because she was well loved among her father's court. Some of the noble men had blanched, especially those that had been there and helped to drive the Orcs into the sea. They had said it was easy for her to make jests when she had not borne down on Orc families with her own lance, and instead depended on the strength of others for such things to be done.
That was years ago, though, and now the Orcs were seeking some kind of revenge. Their had been rumors for months that the Orc tribes were reforming in the lowlands south of her father's kingdom. Many of her people laughed at this, saying that it didn't matter if the Orc tribes reformed because they would still just be bands of smelly, stupid peasants with sharpened sticks they used to make designs in the mud. All of her people collectively thought every Orc a stupid being. None of them could conceive of an Orc with any pride, dignity, loyalty or intelligence. Maybe this would be there undoing, Fril wondered. Maybe this time around the Orcs had something figured out that Fay couldn't account for.
Whatever was going on Fril was now stuck in a cell. After the the Orcs had waylaid the caravan and killed everyone who would slow down the march back to their lair, just when they were about to step off, they discovered her hiding in a barrel at the back of one of the caravan wagons. How the Orc chieftain leading the raid had laughed at her, had mocked her, going on and on about how the mighty had indeed fallen low if it was none other than Princess Fril hiding in the back of a covered wagon, shivering and scared after cramming herself into a barrel. Out Fril had come from the barrel, to join the ranks of those to be marched back to the Orc Lair.
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