Curiousity prevails

I was about to reply with a firm “No!”, but my curiosity started getting the best of me as I weighed over my options. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like.

Still, I hesitated, unsure of what to do and the orc woman saw the indecision in my eyes.

“You’re curious, aren’t you?” she said, her hand slowly rubbing her crotch. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. In fact, I could give you pleasure... pleasure no man or woman could give you!”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing... and why was I even considering it? But as I looked at her, I couldn’t deny that there was a part of me that was strongly intrigued by the idea.

After a few moments of internal struggle, I... finally gave in. I was too tired to resist is what I told myself. In truth, the smaller, more curious part of me had prevailed.

The orc woman grinned triumphantly as I crawled into bed with her. She wasted no time in guiding my hands towards her body. Her touch was strong, but surprisingly gentle as she began to direct my movements. As I explored her body, I couldn’t help but feel somehow excited. My heart started pounding... and, I’m ashamed to admit, even my pecker throbbed.

Finally, she guided my hand towards her cock, coaxing me to touch the sensitive, erect organ. There was a slight hesitation on my side, but curiosity prevailed again and I fished the monster from underneath the loincloth. She let out a low moan as I slowly stroked her length, encouraging me to continue.

With each stroke, she seemed to grow more and more aroused, her breathing becoming heavier and more ragged and the more aroused she became, the more excited I got! I had to admit that there was a special thrill here that was irresistible. I found myself growing almost mesmerized...

... until, in the blink of an eye, I found myself on my back! A second later, her body rested atop of mine, her crotch hovering above my face as her hand grasped my cock.

“Be a good human and say ahhh!”, she chuckled as her cock made its way down my throat.

How could I object to that? I wrapped my lips around her cock and suckled and kissed and licked and gagged as my inhibitions slowly melted away. The sighs of pleasure that escaped her mouth only gave me the affirmation that I was doing good.

I expected her to return the same favour, but she had other plans in mind. Still grasping my cock, she slid a finger in my unsuspecting rosebud. The surprising feeling sent an electric shock throughout my body. I squirmed and struggled, but I couldn’t break free from her grasp.

“Oh, you like that, do you?” she growled, her voice deep with lust.

There was no way I was going to agree, but my body betrayed me, my cock throbbing under her touch. It grew increasingly sensitive, a good indicator that my climax was approaching fast, a lot faster than usual.

Before I knew it, she backed off and withdrew her hand and cock. Worrying was unnecessary though as she positioned herself between my legs. Her cock rubbed against my ass. My worried face must have amused her as she began pushing inside me. I was curious... but I wasn’t sure if I was that curious!

Thankfully, her movements were slow, but firm. Her eyes were fixed on my face, watching every change as my expression showed the pain of being stretched slowly mixing with an odd, new sort of pleasure. She enjoyed what she was seeing, I could tell that much. Soon, however, she got bored of just watching. Her thrusts became harder, faster and soon the sound of our skin slapping together filled the tent.

Once my body adjusted (as much as it could!), I found myself feeling an intense mixture of sensations. Pleasure and pain, attraction and repulsion, shame and lust... it was all too much to process, but I couldn’t deny it. Her cock was pushing me towards the edge... but when I instinctively tried to grab my cock, she restrained my hands.

“Nuh, uh,” she grinned, “rushing only kills the fun!”

She proceeded thrusting in me as hard as possible. Every time her cock filled me up, I felt like I was about to burst. Moaning and writhing, I clung onto her, surrendering to the feeling completely... Soon, my poor cock couldn’t take it anymore. Before I could say anything, cum started flowing from my cock as if it was squeezed out, much to her satisfaction. She started fucking me even harder upon seeing it, each thrust making another small spurt of cum exit my cock...

As I gasped for air, she continued to thrust and finally brought herself to her own release. Grunt after grunt, she bottomed out and filled my colon with her orcish spunk... The feeling alone almost brought me another climax! It was only then, as we lay spent and panting in each other’s arms, that I questioned my actions...

What had I done? How could I betray my own people like this? And for what? Some pleasure... I felt disgusted with myself.

But as the orc woman lay beside me, her arm draped over my chest possessively, I couldn’t deny that it was pleasurable. Degrading, yes. Shameful, absolutely. However, I’d be damned if I hadn’t had one of my best orgasms in a long time...