Down your throat

Alyssa and her pale friends have fallen silent as they watch your wanton display of cocksucking talent. The only sounds in the room are the wet slurping of your lips and tongue working the massive member in your mouth and the heavy breathing of the huge orc. Jorek strokes your head and watches with a tusky smile as you open your mouth and flatten your tongue beneath his cockhead. You are stroking his cock and bobbing on the first few inches when the orc suddenly grabs your head with both hands.

You have little time to react. He takes a firm hold and yanks your mouth down around him. His cock painfully thrusts and stretches your throat. You can feel your neck distending to fit the huge cock and you can hardly breathe. Your cry of alarm is nothing but a **** vibration along the shaft of his cock. He thrusts his hips forward, filling your neck with his massive fuckmeat and presses your drool-soaked chin into his tight plums.

"Aaauuuughhhh!" bellow Jorek and you feel his cock throbbing between your lips. It is a strange sensation. You experience the muscular pump of his cock and the twitch of his spurting cockhead, but his prick is rammed far past your need to swallow. You experience his shooting spunk, instead, as a warm fullness that spreads to your belly as his cock spurts out a heavy load into your stomach. He groans, massaged by your reflexive swallows around his shaft, emptying himself completely and remaining with your nose buried in his dark and musky pubes.

When he finally pulls out, your throat is raw and scratchy. It takes every bit of your self-control not to vomit as his huge cock finally slides from your lips. He wanks his softening meat against your mouth and drags it over your cheeks, smearing the last residue of his cum. You are startled by light applause from Alyssa and her coterie. The overbearing presence of Jorek's cock was so immediate that you forgot you shared the room with anyone but the huge orc.

"Very well done, Jorek," congratulates Alyssa, rising smoothly form her couch. "It seems as if she could subsist drinking nothing but your seed."

"Yes, mistress," answers Jorek, returning to staring straight ahead, his glistening cock dangling once again between his muscular thighs.

"You know what I wish to see now," she says to Jorek. "Make yourself ready again. I will prepare her for you."

Alyssa grips you by the hair and, with at least as much strength as Jorek, easily lifts you to your feet. She smiles cruelly at you and turns you away, pushing you roughly over to the bed. She throws you forward onto your face, your legs dangling off the foot of the bed. Alyss kicks your feet apart and grabs your hips, lifting your generous ass upwards. Her long fingers glide up the backs of your thighs, raising the flimsy gown up and over your bum.

"Delicious," remarks one of the men, observing your pale hemispheres and the dripping crescent of your quim pressed between your thighs.

"She is rather sweet," says Alyssa. "But it is not time for our snack just yet."

She reaches over to the night table beside the bed and picks up a jar of cream. She unscrews the lid and scoops out two fingers of the white, creamy substance.

"Spread your ass," she commands. You obey without hesitation, reaching back with both hands and party your the halves of your bum, exposing the pink knot of your arsehole. You gasp as the cool cream touches your tender wrinkle. Alyssa slathers the cream up and down your crack before pushing her two creamy fingers up your arse. They slide smoothly in, stretching and lubricating your hole.

"I don't want your pretty little ass ruined by Jorek's cock. He can be quite rough when he's rutting the **** girls. Are you ready, Jorek?"

"Yes, mistress," comes the answer.

You look back over your shoulder and see the massive orc wanking his huge cock. It is once again hard. You gasp as Alyssa slips her fingers from your tight hole and steps away, making room for the big orc. Your heart pounds in your chest as Jorek approaches your up-thrust bum. You wonder if it will hurt.