Give her legs a place to rest.

Chapter 16: Climax

Well, if she insists...

With three strong strides your lower thighs touch against the underside of her upraised hips, your cock floating nebulously above her slick, inviting sex. Each flexing calf muscle comes to rest weightily against your shoulders as you lean forward and brace yourself upon your palms. You feel her stretch beneath you and sigh. She is locked in place, transfixed by your arms, your shoulders... but she never intended to struggle.

You could give her what she seems to want, or you could draw it out a bit... Either way seems pleasurable to you. You know you are going to transfix her once again on the longing length of your cock; you relish the fact, but you also relish this brief, firelit moment that allows you to tease her, to drag your still-hard cock against the hot, giving swell of her lower lips. At any moment you could...

A **** moan (snarl?) erupts beneath you. Your open hand slaps sharply against her bare hip in admonishment. As the orcish sound shifts to one of pleasure you can't help but drag your cock down against the swell of her clit and deeper, drawing the moist, narrow passage of her slit fully against the length of your swollen cock. You could fill her again. You certainly will, at that.

And you do. Now.

The hot, slick squeeze of her pussy wraps itself enthusiastically around the slow, insistent push of your cock. Ak'horra moans desperately into the smoky moonlight as you fill her **** passage. Then you draw back and thrust again, clapping your thighs against her ass cheeks.

She cums again, or, at least, it feels like she does. A sudden gush of liquid erupts and splashes against your lower thighs, your hips. You keep thrusting, driving your turgid length into her spasming core again and again as you stifle the sudden knot of pure pleasure simultaneously building within the tip and base of your cock.

Fill her, a voice echoes.

Yes. Soon enough, your mind lustily replies.

The shuddering flesh of her thighs is warm against the underside of your arms as you grasp her legs together in a tight, orgasmic embrace, but you don't finish... not yet...

Gazing down upon this unexpected conquest you see the firelit flesh of an orc warrior. Her tits bound with every slippery clap of your hips driving into each other. Her tits bounce in an almost perfectly countered rhythm. As you drive into her pussy, she seems to slide herself back along your length, and her massive tits bounce back towards her jaw until you pull yourself back and they fall naturally towards your own chest, your stomach, your driving hips.

Her thighs are slick, but tight against your muscles. You feel she could overpower you with a quick, simple thrust if she wished to spread her legs. She doesn't. You remain locked, your eager member slipping forcefully between her sodden lips until she bids you stop, but she never does. The heavy crackle of tumbling logs shifts and snaps in the cold air of the night, throwing errant sparks around the circle of your camp, but neither of you notice the gradual dimming of your shared firelight as your fleshy duel pits you against one another in endlessly building pleasure.

You slap her bare bare hip, your fingertips squeezing the bouncing nipple of her unscarred breast. Does she even notice? You lean your forward until the bottoms of her thighs are stretched even more tightly against your shoulders. Your sweat drips from your bow, pooling placidly near her bellybutton and combining with her own perspiration. She doesn't even notice as her velvety, crushing movements drive your fluids together, but you do...

The silky dance continues... Again... You groan, about to burst despite it all.

"Fuck," you gasp. "Ak'horra!"

"S-S'ah?" she finally whimpers beneath you.

Oh. Was she...?

It's time.

A wet shudder finally disturbs your mindless rhythm, and you are pulled back from the swirling, unfocused drive of your hips into the slick, green swell of her sex. You cum right along with her, feeling every pull and tightening swell of her sex as she milks you for another burst of hot, life-giving cum. It throbs form the base of your hips and rises, pulsing up your length until it spurts over and over again into her already-slippery pussy. Your last throb feels like a punch to your waist, and your collapse onto her massive chest.

"Fuck," you whisper, your lips naturally encircling the swell of her nearest nipple [whichever one it is...]

The orc gasps in the aftermath of her pleasure, and suddenly the iron grip of her thighs circles back around your hips. It keeps you locked together at the waist, just as the last, insistent surge of your semen drizzles into the hot, syrupy depths of Ak'horra's pussy. Beneath you her face is a perfect mask of pleasure and... mischief? delight? Fuck... Does it matter?

"Ahh," you sigh, your eyes seeking hers. Your lips seek hers too, but a strong, gentle **** enfolds you.

"Shhh," a deep, womanly voice reassures your darkening consciousness. Then she giggles. At least, you think she does. You feel a gentle, shared throbbing against your chest, and several shared pairs of cooling sighs as your heartbeats seem to finally find a natural rhythm.

"Mm," she mumbles as your world begins a final, inexorable spin. As you open your eyes one final time you see only the swirl of glittering gold eyes and deep green skin within the chaotic swirl of firelight against the shadows of the forest. "Shhh," she repeats, and you fall against her warmth. The hot scrape of something wet and squishable drags against the corner of your mouth and pries open your lips. With a drunken swirl you match her invasion until you feel the sudden break of tension between your parting lips. "S'ah," she whispers, pulling your cheek against something hot, pillowy, soft...

Myr's moonlight is a warm, constant glow beneath a thick tuft of cottony clouds.

"S'ah," you murmur against the endless valley of her breasts. Your cock finally starts to soften beneath you, slipping unintentionally from between her folds. Not that that matters now... (Not that you really notice...)

You finally fall asleep, wrapped in utter bliss and orcish flesh. Your mind tumbles warmly with memories and might-have-beens, but you feel you feel you've finally come to a right and proper...

END