Ibie, the Implin from “A Free Sample”, is back. This time the curvy little green skank is looking for an ingredient in the Pale Woods, were a dangerous band of Orcs reside.
Once again commissioned by Omina, who gave me a lot of freedom.
Contains: M/F, Goblin, shortstack, orc, size difference, huge cock, large insertion, excessive cum, oral sex, anal sex, big ass.
Enjoy!
Watch Your Back When You’re in the Pale Woods
‘Gotta move fast, in and out.’ Ibie whispered to herself as she moved as quickly and silently as she could. She needed some Bloodvine as an ingredient for her Crimson Minotaur potion, a lot of folk used it to boost their stamina or stay awake for long periods of time. Only problem was, in this part of the world it only grew in the Pale Woods. Which just happened to be the home of some scary Orcs.
Skeletal white trees surrounded the Implin, but she didn’t notice any of the scarlet, vein-like vines crawling up them and ended up walking deeper and deeper into the woods. ‘Ibie, ya dumb lil’ thing. Is this ingredient really worth ta trouble?’ she asked herself. But instead of answering, she continued walking.
Finally, when she came near a small, clear pond at the base of a thick, white tree she found what she was looking for. At the tree’s side were several long, crimson veins climbing up it and Ibie excitedly grabbed a small, sharp knife from her backpack as well as a glass bottle to store the vines in and cut off as much of it as she could. It took some time, but she finally stuffed the bottle to the brim. With a grin she sealed it with a cork and turned around.
…Only to find a huge, musclebound Orc with skin as pale as the trees around him eyeing her with an amused smile on his face. Before Ibie could do anything he ran over to her and loomed over the small Implin. Ibie looked him up and down, he had a ferocious, but handsome, face with a broad jaw and a strong chin. Two wicked looking tusks protruded past his bottom lip and large, almond shaped eyes looked down on her with an amused glimmer. His inky black hair was pulled back in a sort of topknot, held together by long, thin fangs that she didn’t recognize. But Ibie’s eyes quickly drifted lower.
The Orc’s shoulders were broad and he had a wide, muscular chest which was painted with a red substance. Bloodvine? Having it touch skin undiluted was very dangerous, but Orcs had a reputation for being tougher than most of the other races. What interested Ibie was what was making the Orc’s fur loincloth bulge like that.
Apparently he enjoyed looking over the Implin just as much as she liked watching him. His eyes briefly lingered on her strange hairstyle, dirty blonde dreadlocks pulled back in a ponytail before observing her further. He grinned as his amber eyes met her mischievous ruby red eyes, before taking in her dainty, upturned nose and moist, green lips. He grunted in approval at spotting those, and Ibie cooed as something twitched underneath the Orc’s loincloth. Being stared at made Ibie’s nipple stiffen underneath the bandages wrapped around her modest chest, but the Orc didn’t seem to be looking past her face.
‘Why do you take sacred vines?’ He asked her in a low, rumbling and heavy accented voice.
‘For a potion,’ Ibie shot back. ‘I didn’t know they were sacred or anything, folks just told me I could find it here.’
‘Normally, we kill those that take vines,’ the Orc rumbled. ‘But for a pretty thief, I can make exception.’ He said.
‘But ye would want something in return, right?’ Ibie snorted. He nodded, and pointed at his groin. The loincloth had slowly begun to rise. ‘Figures.’ The Implin chuckled with a shrug as she stepped closer.
A moment later the Orc’s huge, domed cockhead slid over Ibie’s face as it became fully erect. Ibie’s eyes widened when the masculine scent assaulted her nostrils, a moment later an eager smile spread across the Implin’s face. Ibie reached out towards the huge shaft with both her hands and sank her fingers into the meaty pillar as she slowly began to stroke it. Even with both of her hands encompassing the girth was impossible, and she could only stroke a small portion. But that didn’t stop the Orc from enjoying himself.
Thick globules of precum flowed from his distended cumslit, which Ibie was all too eager to lap up. It tasted salty, but the Implin eagerly swallowed it up. After smacking her plush green lips Ibie opened her mouth as wide as she could, flashing her pointed teeth, and wrapped her lips around as much of the Orc’s cockhead as she could. After the Orc released a grunt, Ibie began teasingly running her tongue around his urethra in an attempt to scoop up as much of the clear, sticky precum as she could. Unfortunately, as happy as the Orc seemed to be with the arrangement at first, he wanted more and began to push his hips forwards…
Ibie moaned in protest, but that didn’t stop the musclebound Orc and she felt her lips stretch wide around his girth as he pushed himself down her gullet. Her jaw hurt a whole lot, and it would probably be sore for days, but the Implin was just happy she didn’t dislocate it. Unfortunately, it wasn’t over yet and her throat stretched around the monstrous pillar as the Orc kept pushing forward. By now Ibie’s eyes were watering while she breathed loudly through her nose, a mixture of pain and pleasure assaulted her mind and the little green skank couldn’t help but rub her thick, shapely thighs together.
‘Most women in village afraid of Thar’s cock,’ the Orc chuckled. ‘But little green woman has quite a stretchy throat.’
Ibie’s only response was to stare at the Orc, who had introduced himself as Thar, with watery ruby eyes while releasing a loud, wet gag. Strings of spittle escaped the corners of her mouth and coated the beefy cock. It was pale, like the rest of the Orc’s skin, with thick, pulsing blue veins covering the surface. The Implin was also sure that her teeth had likely scraped against the iron-hard shaft more than once, but Thar didn’t even seem to feel it! Still, that was a weight of her mind, she had to be really careful around most guys’ dicks with her chompers.
Thar simply kept pushing with little regard for the Implin’s comfort, even as she gagged loudly around his massive member and tears of effort streamed down her face. Yet, Ibie didn’t seem to feel any pain. Having the beastly cock throbbing against the walls of her throat as it seemed keen on entering her stomach sent sharp signals of pleasure towards her stiff little clit. Runnels of girlcum were rapidly flowing down the insides of her thighs, forming a small puddle between her legs and before Ibie knew it, she grabbed the Orc’s pillar of cockmeat again and was actively trying to shove it down her throat.
‘Huh…eager little green woman.’ Thar growled with a grin, and rewarded the Implin with a blast of hot, sticky precum that surged down her throat and filled her belly. Ibie merely smiled around the girth of his monstrous cock as best as she could and continued stuffing his member down her throat.
Loud, wet gags and pleased grunts resounded through the woods for several minutes as both Ibie and Thar did their best to stuff the entirety of his member down the Implin’s throat. But it looked like it wasn’t meant to be. When half of Thar’s meaty pole had disappeared down Ibie’s gullet he clenched his eyes shut and released a roar that made Ibie tremble, before she noticed his pale, beefy balls clenching underneath his loincloth. What followed was a tidal wave of Orcish semen as thick, salty sprays spewed down Ibie’s throat and down her stomach, but with quantities as great as Thar’s not all of it went down her throat.
Ibie’s teary eyes widened as she felt hot, sticky slime rising up her throat and even filling her mouth! She tried desperately to swallow it, but much sprayed from the corners of her mouth and even her nostrils. After a while, she just stopped trying and allowed the white goop to flow out of her mouth and run down her chin to stain her bandaged chest. When Thar’s balls were finally empty so many strings of his jizz hung from the Implin’s jawline and chin that it looked like she had a small beard. At the sight of this, the Orc released an amused snort and began extracting his monstercock.
Ropes of saliva and semen fell off the Orc’s monstrous cock and loudly splattered on the ground as he pulled it out of the Implin’s throat. When his cockhead finally escaped Ibie’s stretched lips with a lewd, wet pop she gasped for air and held her hands against her stomach. She wouldn’t be needing any dinner tonight with the load of cum Thar had blown down her throat. Still trying to regain her breath Ibie wiped her chin and giggled as her hand got covered in a layer of cum, but was quickly distracted when she heard the snikt- snikt- snikt- of the Orc jerking his cock.
‘What is it, ya big brute?’ Ibie asked.
‘I want more, or I will take you back to the tribe.’ Thar replied.
‘The customer is king,’ Ibie sighed. ‘What do ye want?’
Thar looked her over again, this time his eyes lingered on her outrageously broad hips. There were human women that wished they had had Ibie’s assets, the Orc certainly liked them as a smile slowly spread over his face. ‘Your ass.’ He rumbled.
‘Ah, I should’ve known,’ Ibie sighed. ‘Just let me get something out of my pack so you don’t tear me in half.’ She added with a grin as she opened her backpack and ruffled through it, all while Thar continued to jerk his massive member behind her. She made sure to wiggle her big, meaty rump for his benefit.
After a few minutes of going through her pack, Ibie made a triumphant sound and pulled out a bottle with a grey, swirling liquid. It was Sorpon oil, usually used by thieves who would slather their body in the oil to slip to small cracks they normally couldn’t fit through. But it was one hell of a lubricant as well. While humming to herself Ibie pulled out the cork and emptied most of the bottle along Thar’s pillar of cockmeat, before dumping the remains on her buttocks. While she smiled over her shoulders the Implin rubbed the oil in her buttocks, making the large green buns nice and shiny, while also making sure that a lot of it ended up in her asscrack to coat her twitching anus.
Thar, however, was not in a mood to stand around and wait as the Implin teased him. With a soft, rumbling growl he sank his large, strong hands into Ibie’s soft and slippery buttocks. Marvelling at the fact that even his big hands couldn’t fully encompass the meaty buns. Ibie released a pleased coo and abruptly stopped spreading the oil around, instead she placed her hands on the great white tree and pushed her shapely rear back towards the Orc. With a pleased grunt Thar spread her buttocks wide and pressed the big, domed crown of his monstercock against Ibie’s twitching honeypot. The Implin moaned softly in response and a small trickling of girlcum pattered down on the ground, but Thar wasn’t about to waste anytime teasing and slowly pushed his hips forwards.
Even with the Sorpon oil the process of Thar’s massive pole sinking into Ibie’s anal tunnel was slow, flashes of light danced in front of the Implin’s eyes as her ass stretched wide around the Orc’s cock. Large gouts of femcum squirted from Ibie’s poor, abandoned snatch and she dug her nails in the bark of the white tree she leaned against. She couldn’t help it, the way Thar’s cock filled her simply felt to good and she allowed the orgasm to wash over her with a moan. Thar merely raised a curious eyebrow at the already climaxing green woman, but didn’t stop pushing forwards.
Thar had pushed a little more than his cockhead into Ibie’s ass, and already she was sweating and moaning and shaking from an orgasm. Sorpon oil didn’t have any aphrodisiac qualities, if she remembered. So it must be her goblin half that got a kick out of being stuffed with huge pricks, she thought with a grin that quickly turned into a pleasured grimace as Thar shoved several more inches up her ass. Looking down the Implin noticed that his monstrous pole was already pushing up her stomach to show a clear, tube-like bulge.
‘Hngh! Tight.’ Thar growled as Ibie’s as twitched and coiled around his cock.
‘Maybe it only seems that way because ye got such a beast between yer legs!’ Ibie replied in a much higher pitched voice just as her cheeks were turning a darker shade of green.
Thar’s reply came in the way of slapping the Implin’s rear, causing Ibie to release a shriek while strings of her pussyjuices squirted from her quivering snatch. Thar grinned broadly, showing way too many teeth, and continued pushing his hips forwards. Whenever Ibie’s anal tunnel clenched too tight around his meaty pillar he slapped her rump again, and as soon as she came down from the small orgasm that passed through her and relaxed, he pushed forwards again. Inch after thick, throbbing inch disappeared inside of her until Ibie felt that she would be lifted off the ground if Thar rose his body up slightly. Luckily, that didn’t seem to be Thar’s plan. But when she felt his large hands releasing her buttocks and instead grabbing her waist, the Implin knew that she was still going to be in for one hell of a ride.
With a mighty roar the Orc pulled back his hips, extracting his cock nearly entirely from the Implin’s snug bum. Ibie gasped in response, but when she felt Thar pushing forwards again she lost all the strength to scream. Apparently the Orc didn’t feel like taking it slow any longer and wanted to fill her up with his monstrous member as fast as possible now. All Ibie could do was enjoy the ride as she was pushed against the bark of the tree and had her insides pummelled by the Orc’s mighty prick, before he once again pulled his hips back.
‘Ta-take it s-slow, wou-would ya?’ Ibie growled, before releasing a loud shriek when he pushed forwards again. ‘Impatient…bastard!’ She added while gasping for air as more of her clear juices splattered on the ground and the tree in front of her.
Thar seemed to be too far gone, he didn’t chuckle or growl in response, he only continued his brutal pace. Roughly slamming Ibie’s body against the tree while he filled her ass with cock. Not that the Implin minded it much, she had had her fair share of rough lovers and she certainly experienced a lot of pleasure from the Orc’s treatment. Orgasmic juices continued to pour from her rapidly clenching and unclenching cunny while small orgasms rocked her small, curvy form. Thar, it seemed, was also getting close as thick runnels of his precum were poured into her bowels.
With each rough thrust Ibie shrieked again and again, until she no longer had the strength to do so. Her entire body felt weak and she was holding on to the tree as if her life depended on it, while gasping for air. This resulted in nothing but a wet sucking sound echoing through the forest each time Thar pulled his hips back, followed by a loud, meaty slapping sound each time he rammed himself forwards again and his muscular stomach smacked against the Implin’s meaty ass. Ibie felt her mind go blank and darkness started to appear at the edges of her vision, she was certain she was going to pass out. But then, Thar rammed his monstrous pole into her bowels one last time before hissing sharply.
‘Cumming!’ He growled, and Ibie felt his already thick member fatten up a little more in her twitching bowels.
‘No wai-.’
But before Ibie had a chance to ask him to pull out, the first fat ropes of sticky jizz spewed from the tip of his member and into her guts. The Implin gurgled as her insides were blasted with the hot white goop and her legs twitched while her juices ran down the insides of her thighs. Slowly but surely she felt her tummy swell with the Orc’s slimy seed and she gasped for breath, the way he was blasting semen everywhere she wouldn’t be surprised if it sprayed out of the other end. ‘Best not to think about that…’ Ibie murmured softly as her stomach grew bigger.
When Thar’s orgasm died down the Orc began pulling his hips back, an obscene slurping sound echoed through the woods as he did and Ibie moaned loudly in response. Thick spurts of cum poured from Ibie’s stretched anus as Thar extracted his cock, flowing all over the back of the Implin’s legs. Once his cockhead left with a soft, wet-sounding pop Ibie fell to her knees, breathing heavily while cum drooled from her gaping asshole. When she regained her breath, she crawled towards her backpack, slowly but surely.
‘What are you doing?’ Thar asked as he readjusted his loincloth over his softening prick.
‘Orc semen is pretty valuable, elf girls love the taste of it and it is used in some fertility potions as well,’ Ibie said softly. ‘Best not to waste any…’ She added as she grabbed a thick buttplug from her pack and slowly sank it inside her anal tunnel with a pleased sigh. ‘There! Now am I allowed to leave? Or do ye want more?’
Thar laughed heartily. ‘You have pleased Thar far better than most Orc women, you are free to leave. But I don’t know what other tribesman will do.’
‘I’ll try to stay out of their way then.’ Ibie chuckled as she slowly pushed herself to her feet and walked out of the forest. Progress was slow, mostly because her ass was sore and she had a belly full of Orc spunk. But she was sure she would manage.
THE END
Skeletal white trees surrounded the Implin, but she didn’t notice any of the scarlet, vein-like vines crawling up them and ended up walking deeper and deeper into the woods. ‘Ibie, ya dumb lil’ thing. Is this ingredient really worth ta trouble?’ she asked herself. But instead of answering, she continued walking.
Finally, when she came near a small, clear pond at the base of a thick, white tree she found what she was looking for. At the tree’s side were several long, crimson veins climbing up it and Ibie excitedly grabbed a small, sharp knife from her backpack as well as a glass bottle to store the vines in and cut off as much of it as she could. It took some time, but she finally stuffed the bottle to the brim. With a grin she sealed it with a cork and turned around.
…Only to find a huge, musclebound Orc with skin as pale as the trees around him eyeing her with an amused smile on his face. Before Ibie could do anything he ran over to her and loomed over the small Implin. Ibie looked him up and down, he had a ferocious, but handsome, face with a broad jaw and a strong chin. Two wicked looking tusks protruded past his bottom lip and large, almond shaped eyes looked down on her with an amused glimmer. His inky black hair was pulled back in a sort of topknot, held together by long, thin fangs that she didn’t recognize. But Ibie’s eyes quickly drifted lower.
The Orc’s shoulders were broad and he had a wide, muscular chest which was painted with a red substance. Bloodvine? Having it touch skin undiluted was very dangerous, but Orcs had a reputation for being tougher than most of the other races. What interested Ibie was what was making the Orc’s fur loincloth bulge like that.
Apparently he enjoyed looking over the Implin just as much as she liked watching him. His eyes briefly lingered on her strange hairstyle, dirty blonde dreadlocks pulled back in a ponytail before observing her further. He grinned as his amber eyes met her mischievous ruby red eyes, before taking in her dainty, upturned nose and moist, green lips. He grunted in approval at spotting those, and Ibie cooed as something twitched underneath the Orc’s loincloth. Being stared at made Ibie’s nipple stiffen underneath the bandages wrapped around her modest chest, but the Orc didn’t seem to be looking past her face.
‘Why do you take sacred vines?’ He asked her in a low, rumbling and heavy accented voice.
‘For a potion,’ Ibie shot back. ‘I didn’t know they were sacred or anything, folks just told me I could find it here.’
‘Normally, we kill those that take vines,’ the Orc rumbled. ‘But for a pretty thief, I can make exception.’ He said.
‘But ye would want something in return, right?’ Ibie snorted. He nodded, and pointed at his groin. The loincloth had slowly begun to rise. ‘Figures.’ The Implin chuckled with a shrug as she stepped closer.
A moment later the Orc’s huge, domed cockhead slid over Ibie’s face as it became fully erect. Ibie’s eyes widened when the masculine scent assaulted her nostrils, a moment later an eager smile spread across the Implin’s face. Ibie reached out towards the huge shaft with both her hands and sank her fingers into the meaty pillar as she slowly began to stroke it. Even with both of her hands encompassing the girth was impossible, and she could only stroke a small portion. But that didn’t stop the Orc from enjoying himself.
Thick globules of precum flowed from his distended cumslit, which Ibie was all too eager to lap up. It tasted salty, but the Implin eagerly swallowed it up. After smacking her plush green lips Ibie opened her mouth as wide as she could, flashing her pointed teeth, and wrapped her lips around as much of the Orc’s cockhead as she could. After the Orc released a grunt, Ibie began teasingly running her tongue around his urethra in an attempt to scoop up as much of the clear, sticky precum as she could. Unfortunately, as happy as the Orc seemed to be with the arrangement at first, he wanted more and began to push his hips forwards…
Ibie moaned in protest, but that didn’t stop the musclebound Orc and she felt her lips stretch wide around his girth as he pushed himself down her gullet. Her jaw hurt a whole lot, and it would probably be sore for days, but the Implin was just happy she didn’t dislocate it. Unfortunately, it wasn’t over yet and her throat stretched around the monstrous pillar as the Orc kept pushing forward. By now Ibie’s eyes were watering while she breathed loudly through her nose, a mixture of pain and pleasure assaulted her mind and the little green skank couldn’t help but rub her thick, shapely thighs together.
‘Most women in village afraid of Thar’s cock,’ the Orc chuckled. ‘But little green woman has quite a stretchy throat.’
Ibie’s only response was to stare at the Orc, who had introduced himself as Thar, with watery ruby eyes while releasing a loud, wet gag. Strings of spittle escaped the corners of her mouth and coated the beefy cock. It was pale, like the rest of the Orc’s skin, with thick, pulsing blue veins covering the surface. The Implin was also sure that her teeth had likely scraped against the iron-hard shaft more than once, but Thar didn’t even seem to feel it! Still, that was a weight of her mind, she had to be really careful around most guys’ dicks with her chompers.
Thar simply kept pushing with little regard for the Implin’s comfort, even as she gagged loudly around his massive member and tears of effort streamed down her face. Yet, Ibie didn’t seem to feel any pain. Having the beastly cock throbbing against the walls of her throat as it seemed keen on entering her stomach sent sharp signals of pleasure towards her stiff little clit. Runnels of girlcum were rapidly flowing down the insides of her thighs, forming a small puddle between her legs and before Ibie knew it, she grabbed the Orc’s pillar of cockmeat again and was actively trying to shove it down her throat.
‘Huh…eager little green woman.’ Thar growled with a grin, and rewarded the Implin with a blast of hot, sticky precum that surged down her throat and filled her belly. Ibie merely smiled around the girth of his monstrous cock as best as she could and continued stuffing his member down her throat.
Loud, wet gags and pleased grunts resounded through the woods for several minutes as both Ibie and Thar did their best to stuff the entirety of his member down the Implin’s throat. But it looked like it wasn’t meant to be. When half of Thar’s meaty pole had disappeared down Ibie’s gullet he clenched his eyes shut and released a roar that made Ibie tremble, before she noticed his pale, beefy balls clenching underneath his loincloth. What followed was a tidal wave of Orcish semen as thick, salty sprays spewed down Ibie’s throat and down her stomach, but with quantities as great as Thar’s not all of it went down her throat.
Ibie’s teary eyes widened as she felt hot, sticky slime rising up her throat and even filling her mouth! She tried desperately to swallow it, but much sprayed from the corners of her mouth and even her nostrils. After a while, she just stopped trying and allowed the white goop to flow out of her mouth and run down her chin to stain her bandaged chest. When Thar’s balls were finally empty so many strings of his jizz hung from the Implin’s jawline and chin that it looked like she had a small beard. At the sight of this, the Orc released an amused snort and began extracting his monstercock.
Ropes of saliva and semen fell off the Orc’s monstrous cock and loudly splattered on the ground as he pulled it out of the Implin’s throat. When his cockhead finally escaped Ibie’s stretched lips with a lewd, wet pop she gasped for air and held her hands against her stomach. She wouldn’t be needing any dinner tonight with the load of cum Thar had blown down her throat. Still trying to regain her breath Ibie wiped her chin and giggled as her hand got covered in a layer of cum, but was quickly distracted when she heard the snikt- snikt- snikt- of the Orc jerking his cock.
‘What is it, ya big brute?’ Ibie asked.
‘I want more, or I will take you back to the tribe.’ Thar replied.
‘The customer is king,’ Ibie sighed. ‘What do ye want?’
Thar looked her over again, this time his eyes lingered on her outrageously broad hips. There were human women that wished they had had Ibie’s assets, the Orc certainly liked them as a smile slowly spread over his face. ‘Your ass.’ He rumbled.
‘Ah, I should’ve known,’ Ibie sighed. ‘Just let me get something out of my pack so you don’t tear me in half.’ She added with a grin as she opened her backpack and ruffled through it, all while Thar continued to jerk his massive member behind her. She made sure to wiggle her big, meaty rump for his benefit.
After a few minutes of going through her pack, Ibie made a triumphant sound and pulled out a bottle with a grey, swirling liquid. It was Sorpon oil, usually used by thieves who would slather their body in the oil to slip to small cracks they normally couldn’t fit through. But it was one hell of a lubricant as well. While humming to herself Ibie pulled out the cork and emptied most of the bottle along Thar’s pillar of cockmeat, before dumping the remains on her buttocks. While she smiled over her shoulders the Implin rubbed the oil in her buttocks, making the large green buns nice and shiny, while also making sure that a lot of it ended up in her asscrack to coat her twitching anus.
Thar, however, was not in a mood to stand around and wait as the Implin teased him. With a soft, rumbling growl he sank his large, strong hands into Ibie’s soft and slippery buttocks. Marvelling at the fact that even his big hands couldn’t fully encompass the meaty buns. Ibie released a pleased coo and abruptly stopped spreading the oil around, instead she placed her hands on the great white tree and pushed her shapely rear back towards the Orc. With a pleased grunt Thar spread her buttocks wide and pressed the big, domed crown of his monstercock against Ibie’s twitching honeypot. The Implin moaned softly in response and a small trickling of girlcum pattered down on the ground, but Thar wasn’t about to waste anytime teasing and slowly pushed his hips forwards.
Even with the Sorpon oil the process of Thar’s massive pole sinking into Ibie’s anal tunnel was slow, flashes of light danced in front of the Implin’s eyes as her ass stretched wide around the Orc’s cock. Large gouts of femcum squirted from Ibie’s poor, abandoned snatch and she dug her nails in the bark of the white tree she leaned against. She couldn’t help it, the way Thar’s cock filled her simply felt to good and she allowed the orgasm to wash over her with a moan. Thar merely raised a curious eyebrow at the already climaxing green woman, but didn’t stop pushing forwards.
Thar had pushed a little more than his cockhead into Ibie’s ass, and already she was sweating and moaning and shaking from an orgasm. Sorpon oil didn’t have any aphrodisiac qualities, if she remembered. So it must be her goblin half that got a kick out of being stuffed with huge pricks, she thought with a grin that quickly turned into a pleasured grimace as Thar shoved several more inches up her ass. Looking down the Implin noticed that his monstrous pole was already pushing up her stomach to show a clear, tube-like bulge.
‘Hngh! Tight.’ Thar growled as Ibie’s as twitched and coiled around his cock.
‘Maybe it only seems that way because ye got such a beast between yer legs!’ Ibie replied in a much higher pitched voice just as her cheeks were turning a darker shade of green.
Thar’s reply came in the way of slapping the Implin’s rear, causing Ibie to release a shriek while strings of her pussyjuices squirted from her quivering snatch. Thar grinned broadly, showing way too many teeth, and continued pushing his hips forwards. Whenever Ibie’s anal tunnel clenched too tight around his meaty pillar he slapped her rump again, and as soon as she came down from the small orgasm that passed through her and relaxed, he pushed forwards again. Inch after thick, throbbing inch disappeared inside of her until Ibie felt that she would be lifted off the ground if Thar rose his body up slightly. Luckily, that didn’t seem to be Thar’s plan. But when she felt his large hands releasing her buttocks and instead grabbing her waist, the Implin knew that she was still going to be in for one hell of a ride.
With a mighty roar the Orc pulled back his hips, extracting his cock nearly entirely from the Implin’s snug bum. Ibie gasped in response, but when she felt Thar pushing forwards again she lost all the strength to scream. Apparently the Orc didn’t feel like taking it slow any longer and wanted to fill her up with his monstrous member as fast as possible now. All Ibie could do was enjoy the ride as she was pushed against the bark of the tree and had her insides pummelled by the Orc’s mighty prick, before he once again pulled his hips back.
‘Ta-take it s-slow, wou-would ya?’ Ibie growled, before releasing a loud shriek when he pushed forwards again. ‘Impatient…bastard!’ She added while gasping for air as more of her clear juices splattered on the ground and the tree in front of her.
Thar seemed to be too far gone, he didn’t chuckle or growl in response, he only continued his brutal pace. Roughly slamming Ibie’s body against the tree while he filled her ass with cock. Not that the Implin minded it much, she had had her fair share of rough lovers and she certainly experienced a lot of pleasure from the Orc’s treatment. Orgasmic juices continued to pour from her rapidly clenching and unclenching cunny while small orgasms rocked her small, curvy form. Thar, it seemed, was also getting close as thick runnels of his precum were poured into her bowels.
With each rough thrust Ibie shrieked again and again, until she no longer had the strength to do so. Her entire body felt weak and she was holding on to the tree as if her life depended on it, while gasping for air. This resulted in nothing but a wet sucking sound echoing through the forest each time Thar pulled his hips back, followed by a loud, meaty slapping sound each time he rammed himself forwards again and his muscular stomach smacked against the Implin’s meaty ass. Ibie felt her mind go blank and darkness started to appear at the edges of her vision, she was certain she was going to pass out. But then, Thar rammed his monstrous pole into her bowels one last time before hissing sharply.
‘Cumming!’ He growled, and Ibie felt his already thick member fatten up a little more in her twitching bowels.
‘No wai-.’
But before Ibie had a chance to ask him to pull out, the first fat ropes of sticky jizz spewed from the tip of his member and into her guts. The Implin gurgled as her insides were blasted with the hot white goop and her legs twitched while her juices ran down the insides of her thighs. Slowly but surely she felt her tummy swell with the Orc’s slimy seed and she gasped for breath, the way he was blasting semen everywhere she wouldn’t be surprised if it sprayed out of the other end. ‘Best not to think about that…’ Ibie murmured softly as her stomach grew bigger.
When Thar’s orgasm died down the Orc began pulling his hips back, an obscene slurping sound echoed through the woods as he did and Ibie moaned loudly in response. Thick spurts of cum poured from Ibie’s stretched anus as Thar extracted his cock, flowing all over the back of the Implin’s legs. Once his cockhead left with a soft, wet-sounding pop Ibie fell to her knees, breathing heavily while cum drooled from her gaping asshole. When she regained her breath, she crawled towards her backpack, slowly but surely.
‘What are you doing?’ Thar asked as he readjusted his loincloth over his softening prick.
‘Orc semen is pretty valuable, elf girls love the taste of it and it is used in some fertility potions as well,’ Ibie said softly. ‘Best not to waste any…’ She added as she grabbed a thick buttplug from her pack and slowly sank it inside her anal tunnel with a pleased sigh. ‘There! Now am I allowed to leave? Or do ye want more?’
Thar laughed heartily. ‘You have pleased Thar far better than most Orc women, you are free to leave. But I don’t know what other tribesman will do.’
‘I’ll try to stay out of their way then.’ Ibie chuckled as she slowly pushed herself to her feet and walked out of the forest. Progress was slow, mostly because her ass was sore and she had a belly full of Orc spunk. But she was sure she would manage.
THE END
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