Mite makes right

Urko’s mind races with the possibilities on offer, but one priority easily tops the rest. He tugs and tears until he’s able to pull down the girl’s breeches, salivating at the way they push in the soft flesh of her hips and thighs. Oh, yes, some good meat on this one. It takes some effort to roll her over, pushing and pulling until she’s face-down in the dirt, her round butt upraised, thighs apart – presenting her enticing and defenceless slit to Urko’s hungry eyes.

The wide curve of her hips gives him plenty to hold onto as he gets himself into position. He gives one of those big fatty globes a hard slap and laughs at the way it jiggles. Now he’s going to make sure that happens a different way.

The anticipation that’s been building since he saw her – the excitement of manhandling her, of hitting her, with impunity – means his ugly little cock is as big and hard as it’s going to get. Ugly and little, just like Urko himself is ugly and little…but now he has all the power, and this stupid bitch’s cunt belongs to his dick.

He hears some groaning coming from her as he struggles to work it in, pushing with some difficulty to penetrate her. He’s almost afraid at one point that she’s going to wake up – but she doesn’t. He slides in a little more, a little more, until he’s ready to draw back and start thrusting with every ounce of **** he can muster.

The difference in size is made up for in sheer ferocity as he gets into his stride, ramming his whole body forward to fuck away at the tiefling’s unresisting body. His puny hips and chest smack into the soft cushion of her ass – sure enough, making the flesh jiggle and ripple in a serious of loud claps. Once again he can hear her making breathless noises, but no sign of stirring from her slumber.

Slowing his pace slightly, he hunches forward as far over her back as his squat body will allow – stretching out his stubby arm until he can just flick back the hair that’s fallen over her face, to see the idiotic look of pleasure on her slack-jawed, drooling, sleeping features. Her low, animalistic grunts make plain her rising excitement. With her mind out of the way, her body doesn’t care who or what this nasty fucking is coming from.

From his new viewpoint, Urko can see her big, bare tits swaying, dragging in the dirt; the quivering of her whole body as she distantly approaches some kind of climax. But he cares nothing for her pleasure – the only meaning the sight has for him is to heighten his own arousal. Panting and grunting gutturally, he grips until he’s sure his bony hands will leave bruises, for the traction to thrust harder and faster than before.

With a squawk of triumph, he hits his limit. Burying himself as deep into those warm and now wet folds as his limited length will allow, to pump wave after wave of his seed into the moaning girl’s helpless body. Even in his triumph, Urko is aware of his lowly, weakling status – he’s far from certain he can keep this new toy for long. But his victory over her is forever, a new high point in his hateful little existence. He stays atop her, shaking with cruel laughter as he rides out his fading orgasm.

Still trembling, he pulls out of her – his softening cock tracing a slimy trail over her skin. He kicks and shoves to roll her over on her back, heedless now of the danger of waking her, though she continues to lie there, breathing hard, but dead to the world. He spits on her face, slaps her cheek, before his strength is fully spent and he has to stagger back to lie down.

The moment he does, the rest of the gang swarms in – fighting each other tooth and nail to be next in line. With an evil grin, Urko settles in to watch, relishing the sights and sounds as the slaps of flesh and the girl’s groans resume. The latter muffled now, as mite cocks compete to fill her mouth.