Think nothing of it

You close your eyes, trying to get rid of all distraction. You suckle one of orcs’ cocks, moving up and down the shaft with your tight lips, your tongue playing with the underside and head.

You hear a frustrated groan from the other orc, who has only felt your hand thus far. You pop your lips off the cock in your mouth and say, “You’re welcome in here. Use whichever one you’d like.” Your hand drifts off the frustrated orc’s meat and moves to your backside in order to lightly spread your two welcoming holes.

The orc takes the hint, moving around you and kneeling behind you inside the open flower. You feel a forceful hand grab hold of your hip and a bulbous cockhead strum across you slit.

You purr with glee and bring your mouth back to the orc in front of you. You brush your pink hair behind your ear as you slide up and down the shaft with your tongue. You give out a moan when you finally feel the orc behind you slide inside your slippery quim. He quickly pounds away with rapid thrusts, his muscled thighs slapping loudly against your smooth, green bottom.

The orc behind you ruts into you with eagerness, intent of spilling the content of his bollocks as fast as he can. You don’t worry about his selfishness. Your gripping passage intends on making him shoot his load as soon as he can.

You take your lips away from the cock near your mouth and beckon the orc fucking your slit, “Do it. Cum inside me, love.”

Your luscious words are all the orc needs to reach his peak. He grips your hips and pulls them tightly to himself as he bottom out inside you. You feel him pulse against your tight inner muscles as he howls in pleasure. His seed spits forth from the swollen head, gush after gush. Your cervix seems to eagerly gobble it up, sucking up every bit of the sticky cum.

“Delicious,” you moan as you feel the taste of male essence radiating from your lower half. You feel your hunger slightly subside, but you’re not sated yet. You return to the orc in front of your face and quickly resume your sucking. You grow much more intent on milking this one after having tasted the other. You try and quickly coax this one to orgasm by tightly clamping your mouth around his girth. One of your hands reaches for and pumps the base of the shaft while the other plays with the stones of his balls.

Your sudden enthusiasm seems to do the job, as you feel the orc’s scrotum tighten and his prick stiffen. He breathes in deep before moaning out in release. You gobble down the cum that pushes up his pulsing hose, sucking deeply in order to siphon every drop.

When he finally manages to pull free of the unrelenting vacuum of your lips, he staggers back. “Damn, that was good,” he says as he wipes his sweaty brow. “How about you come with us now and we’ll let you have all the fun you can handle.”

The orcs aren’t aware that you’re rooted to this land forever. As much as you wish, you can’t leave with the orcs, and likewise, you can’t let them walk away either. Your body still hungers for their protein-rich fluids.

“What do you say?” says one of the orcs.