Fuck the goblin king

Your average goblin is about as smart as a Paisley breeder and about twice as horny. As such, you don’t feel a moment of hesitation in laying it on thick.

Dropping to hands and knees you crawl up to the throne. Every step you surmount sends your blood hammering in your ears with anticipation. Are you enjoying this? Your heart shaped ass sways with every motion of your wide hips, the silence of the goblins behind you revealing how much they are enjoying the show. You reach the top and let your legs drift away to either side.

You look up. His throbbing cock rises above you as you kneel obediently at his feet. You feel nothing but disgust for this creature. The sickly sweet smell of old urine, sweat and the unwashed stench fills your senses. You shudder and squirm as heat pools in your belly. Is it hate or arousal? Can you tell the difference anymore? Does it matter?

You tell yourself you must. It is purpose that brings your hands to his throbbing cock and begins to stroke. The great goblin throws back its head and groans. You lick your lips and lean forward, taking one of his hanging balls into your mouth. You roll it over your tongue. The goblin’s breath hitches and body stiffens as you caress his sensitive organs. With a final slow lick you move to the next and resume your work. The taste is acrid and foul. You don’t care.

The goblins all around the room have begun to shout and pound their feet on the cave floor. The sound booms in a steady rhythm like your own heartbeat. The bonfire beats against your back and tints your skin bronze. Your own breathing grows heavy as the beat fills you. You moan, feel him reaching the edge, his cock twitching in your soft hands.

You pull back. “Not yet.” The goblin stares at you, quivering with lust. You stand and turn around to face the whole of the cave. The sound beats into you, the eye of every goblin leering, voices shouting, all of them watching. You smile; you take the great goblins cock, slowly squat. You throw your head back and grown as your well fucked pussy swallows the obese chieftain’s cock, guided in by greedy fingers. Roars erupt throughout the chamber as you rise and fall, fucking yourself thoroughly. Moaning and gasping, breasts and chest heaving, nipples erect and stabbing at the crowd, your naked body on full display for the entire tribe.

You sway forward and back, breasts jumping, back arching. It’s arousal.

“Oh yes!” you scream. “Fuck me! Fuck your dirty little goblin whore! I love goblin cock! Mmmm! Fuck yes! Take me! Fuck your bitch!”

The cave explodes with the goblin’s delight. You cry out with them and bounce again and again. You scream as you orgasm but keep going, thighs soaked from the weeping of your pussy. You came before he did. Your recognize this, you’ll never forget, but promptly push it to the back of your mind as you give yourself over to the joy of the display.

It’s not long after that you feel his balls churning, the fat goblin making his best efforts to thrust inside of you, trying so hard to get off faster. “Yes!” you cry, throwing your head back. “Fill me up! Fill me up with your goblin cum! Fuck me pregnant! Augh!” He shouts and gurgles. His cock erupts inside of you, cum filling you, overflowing, spilling over and running down your legs. “Yyyyyesss!” you shriek. “I love goblin cock!”

Even then you don’t stop. The shouts of the goblins filling your ears as you ride the goblin chief’s softening fuckmeat to your second orgasm, just as powerful as the first. Only then do you slow, groaning, and stop, letting his cock fall from your powerful pussy. You fall back and against the pale flesh of the goblin’s gut. Chest heaving, sweat gleaming in the firelight like jewels, you cannot help but smile and turn your head to see what effect has been had.