Who let her in?!

Fully awake now, I stop the pushy orc immediately, “Wait! Wait! Hold on! I don’t think…” I say struggling out from underneath her. Continuing, “I think that maybe you’ve found that I’m alright. I just… I don’t even know your name?” I say, just trying to get some space between me and the frisky orc that clearly has no respect for doors. Actually, there isn’t even a lock on my door… That aside, I notice the Orc looks up at me, clearly disappointed, now sitting down on my bed.

She growls to herself before using a softer voice, “I give company. I spend whole day looking for you. You not like me? Why?!” She lays down then, her eyes watering up. It really is unfair that I’d refuse her, it’s not like I’m some virgin after all. That settles it, I’ll tick green skin off my list then.

Calmly, I manage to take a few steps and straighten up my posture. Beginning to undo a few strings, I cut through the start of her tears. “Woah, hey, it’s not that I don’t like you, you helped me get thought that crowd at the gate! And you even kept in mind to pay me a visit to see if I was okay after. Really, I mean it, thank you…” I say, her head lifting as she wipes her eyes. I giggle before continuing, “…It’s just that I’m a bit shy…” Stepping close to her now, I take one of her large hands in both of mine and pull her up slightly.

Seemingly reassured now, the orc follows along sitting up and leaning in, her mouth ajar while a blush clearly forms across her cheeks. Guiding her hand with now one of my own, I pull it up to my cheek and press against it. She’s got surprisingly soft hands for an orc, though maybe that means she’ll be lots of fun today. I speak to her again, my other hand sneaking it’s way to her thigh. “… So, what’s your name?” I can feel both our blushes spread intensely, just the same as my own embarrassment flutter and build.

My words take her a moment to process, her hand cupping my cheek on it’s own. Finally, she pushes out her name in a low tone, “Eekaa… I… You?” Eekaa nothing… She’s got no clan I guess. Not that it matters much to me, I’ll get to keep her here for at least the time I’m in the city. Not one to ruin the moment, I decide that we can deal with that later.

“Okami. Ituku Okami.” I say, leaning in just a bit further for the kiss. Deeply, our tongues battle with each other, exploring the other and learning just a little of what we like. She keeps going past what I can manage, whirling like I’ve given her stamina befitting an orc king, dominating my mouth and now pulling me in and up with that mischievous other hand of hers. It slides under my ass, and with a bit of my help, we go from sitting to laying, my hand coping a feel of the muscled greenskin’s underside. She’s got just the right amount of extra I think, straddling her fully, feeling the firm and the squish with my thighs. I bring my hand to her breast to get under the wrappings, my other arm now having to support my admittedly dense weight while she continues to play with my mouth.

While I multi-focus on the making out and finding something to play with, Eekaa’s hand moves from my head to join with the other one at my ass. She grips what I have there, squeezing and tugging everything close to her digits, kneading like a baker would dough. Before I know it, she’s travelling across to my thighs, my tits, back to my head, under my chin, feeling everything she can get her hands on, especially the uncovered scales.

Matching her, I finally get under those wrappings, squeezing into the flesh under them and tugging on the large bump I feel. She’ s so aroused that I’m amazed I didn’t notice it under the wrappings in the first place. Eeka rumbles at the action, groaning into me and moving one of her hands to my tits, once again having slipped it under my shirt to get at one of them. She grips that too, almost too hard, letting go before it hurts, just to flick my own source of pleasure with her large thumb. She’s so greedy with me that it’s barely long before I’m grinding against her, my leg shifting from her side to between her legs. Along with my own motions, I press my shin into the greedy orc’s most sensitive area, and every time I do, her hand gripping my ass pulls me into her. Continuing like this we keep building, almost starting to leak through our pants.

Whispering a barely legible plea about pants to her, we break the kiss and both undo our lower garments. Hers is a simple belt that comes off with an undone knot and a quick flick from beneath her, while mine requires me to push my legs back through the loops. I roll over, the bed just big enough that I can lie on my back between the wall and her to push my pants down. Eagerly, the orc follows my movements with a hand on my chest, her chest bindings already gone.

As I roll back over onto her, Eekaa takes up the hem of my shirt, tugging it off my raised arms and putting it Fos knows where. She’s incredibly warm, her juices quickly coating the front of my leg as I get back to grinding into her. Her hand sneaks around to cup my ass, giving it a squeeze before slipping even further around me. Momentarily, her tongue bats my own aside as her fingers find something exciting to push around, rubbing and caressing the folds of my warm little slit.

She teases me at first, letting me get used to it so that I can get back in the motion of grinding against her, putting most of my weight on her as she gets closer and closer to finding my clit. The scent of it all hits me then, overwhelming me with the smell of Eekaa and my intense lovemaking. Eekaa choses then to start mauling my tits properly with the other hand, her main hand finding the perfect spot and going all in on it, clearing most of my thoughts. I’m mewling at her, trying not to be too loud at this time, but starting to shake. I grip her shoulder and face, grinding into that thick digit pushing against my nub, lighting my senses with intense pleasure.

Still being greedy, Eekaa re-doubles her efforts, flicking it and quickly melting me into a shaking mess. The only thing on my mind is that orc’s fingers as one pushes in and wriggles around while she still continues to play with my snatch’s crowning jewel. All at once the pleasure builds and I hold out for as long as I can, trying to stick with the moment forever, arching my back and moaning into the pleasure giving orc.

I can’t hold any longer I think, crossing what I know is my threshold as a powerful climax rocks me. “Ah!” I cry, the pleasure leaking through my voice to let Eekaa know just how well she’s done, Clenching down on the finger lodged in me.

I’m wracked with spasms, clenching and unclenching, my eyes remaining closed while the orc half hugs me, lightly playing with my still spasming folds. Her giggles reach me then, “You done already little one?” she playfully askes. It takes me a moment to answer, still catching my breath. She was definitely worth not saying no to.