Orc's Harem

EPISODE ONE

"Gahahahaha!" Laughs Orok Stonefist, the new official ambassador of Garro, land of the orcs. The raspy laughter obnoxiously booms all over his small shack as he lays on top of his bed, huge hands triumphally resting behind his head.

The orc is bald-headed, with bright red eyes and two large animalistic tusks peeking from the sides of his shit-eating grin. He sports a towering height of six foot five, his heavily built dark-green skinned body completely covered with thick muscles, only a bulging pair of worn-out briefs covering his nudity. "This is going to be so much fun!" He keeps happily laughing to himself.

"Fun?! You..." Angrily exclaims a silver-haired elven girl nervously walking from one side of the room to the other. Nova, of the humongous orc since five years ago, when he rescued her from a group of slavers that kidnapped her (and then proceeded to keep her for himself). "Y-you mindless brute! That's all you care about? Fun?!"

Nova stands at five foot seven, with soft, pale skin and a slender figure that shows off a pair of perky breasts and a small bubble butt. Silver hair styled in a hime cut with straight bangs covers her forehead. Her face elegant with high cheekbones, plump lips, big amber-colored eyes... and, of course, an elf girl wouldn't be an elf girl without her pair of distinctive ears: Long and pointy, comically dropping and twitching in sync with her emotions and reactions.

She is currently wearing a pair of dark-purple lace panties and a fitting bustier of the same color around her torso. A pair of squared glasses, that she has to cutely push up from time to time, rests on top of her button nose, and a magical black choker that bounds her to her orc owner is tightly wrapped around her delicate neck.

The Stonefist clan has been holding the title of ambassadors for ages. Orok's father was the previous one, and after his recent , the position was supposed to be passed down to the orc who spent his entire life preparing himself for it, Orok's older brother... That's it until Orok decided he wanted the job, and, taking advantage of one outdated, barbaric orcish custom of his land, challenged his brother to a duel for it... and won... Now the orc who spent his entire life scratching his balls is the main ambassador of a whole country.

"Useless beast! You are going to get yourself executed for doing something stupid, I know how you are! ...And you are going to drag me down with you! ...If I die because of your stupidity, I'll..." Nova firmly clenches her fists, suddenly stopping her idle furious walk and taking a very deep breath to calm herself. "Master! I beg you to reconsider all this. Please!" Nova now attempts to be diplomatic, moving close to the relaxed orc with her hands pleadingly pressed together in utter desperation. "You can't even begin to understand how important the role of an ambassador is. You are going to represent a whole country, imagine how much responsibility that entails! You are not prepared for it, the most rational choice would be-"

Orok spaces out through Nova's sermon, eyes scanning through her cute tummy, slender legs, and the way her small breasts shake under her tight bustier with each energetic movement of her hands made to emphasize the words that he isn't paying attention to.

"-Do you understand my point, Master? Are you going to do the right thing?" Nova finishes her very, very long speech. Expectantly looking at the orc's eyes.

"Huh? Oh, yeah sure." Orok dismissively waves his hand, continuing to shamelessly check out his elf . "Whatever you say."

"R-really? Oh, thank the goddess! I knew there had to be some semblance of intelligence inside that head of yours." Nova brightly smiles, resting a hand over her booming heart and letting out a sigh of relief. "So you are going to talk to the elders tomorrow? And tell them to return the job to your brother?"

"...What? Gahaha, fuck no." Orok chuckles, finally paying attention to her. "Why would I do that?"

Nova dumbfoundedly looks at the orc, eyes wide open and twitching in utter hatred. Her lower lip trembles as she slowly opens her mouth. "You... didn't... YOU DIDN'T HEAR A WORD OF WHAT I SAID?!"

"I did! You said something about all the responsibilities of being an ambassador. Good thing I have a nerd like you with me, I'll let you handle that boring stuff while I fuck all those royal ladies across the world and eat their fancy food, Gahahaha!"

"UGH!" The elf frustratedly bounces up and down in impotence. "If I didn't have this stupid thing on my neck, I would have killed you in your sleep years ago!" Nova points at her choker, furiously stomping her bare foot against the floor. "I HATE you! You pig! You ugly piece of-!"

The orc suddenly interrupts the elf's ranting by stretching his arm to grab her by one of her ears and roughly pulling her towards his position, making her join him over the large mattress. "W-Wait! Stop!" She yelps, creamy cheeks switching to a deep crimson color as his gigantic green hands confidently grope all over her body, gripping her underwear and pulling it down to her thighs, exposing her owned elven hole, the pink pussylips already unwillingly juicy and glistening with arousal... "Waaaaaaait!" She repeats, her glasses getting foggy with her erratic, heavy breathing. The tips of her long ears twitching and turning pink in embarrassment.

Orok sits with the elf in front of him, her back pressed against his stomach. He uses his strong legs to keep Nova's pair spread, stopping the elf from hiding her wet cunt. One of his hands squeezes her modest boobs while the other slowly lower across her flat tummy to give that pussy some attention. "Oh-hoh! You are dripping wet, !" Two of his fat fingers rub up and down between her pussylips, causing the elf to let out high-pitched girly whimpers that mix with the lewd squelching sounds that come from between her shaky legs. "Maybe you hate me but this pussy surely doesn't."

"Hnnnnng! F-Fhu... T-That's not...!" Nova struggles to answer as the orc nibbles and licks on one of her ears from behind, his hand violently starting to play with her cunt, fingers reaching deep inside her tunnel, palm clapping against her hardening clit again and again. "F-Fuuuuuck! S-Shtooop!" She keeps protesting between loud moans, eyes dazed and half-lidded behind her skewed glasses as she grips on the orc's thick forearm.

Not even five minutes of rough fingerfucking passes before the girl suddenly jolts her head back, outright howling at the heavens like a feral animal in heat as her cunt squeezes tightly against the orc's intruding fingers and juices fly everywhere in a vulgar squirting orgasm.

"Are you feeling more relaxed now?" He smugly teases, whispering at her sensitive pointy ear as his hand rubs in circles over her sopping pussy. Nova isn't able to answer, struggling for air and trembling like a leaf. "Here, taste yourself." Orok orders, bringing his soaked hand up towards her parted lips, forcing the elf to swallow her own arousal for his own amusement. Her face contorts into lewd expressions as the orc toys with her small pink tongue and her warm mouth, carelessly exploring them with the fingers that were pleasuring her cunt just seconds ago.

"Okay, now I want to fuck!" He suddenly exclaims, removing his fingers from Nova's mouth, shiny lines of spit still connecting them to her plump pair of lips.

"L-lemme- Lemme breatheee. Pweeease!" The overwhelmed, weak-to-pleasure elf weakly begs, yet doesn't offer any resistance as Orok swiftly removes her undergarments and glasses, leaving her fully naked except for the elegant magical choker wrapped around her delicate neck.

The elf is positioned over her back on the bed with the humongous orc between her legs. "Look how hard you got me, you erotic elf." Orok removes his own underwear, freeing his giant, heavy piece of bitch-taming fuckmeat and the low-hanging apple-sized balls under it. He grips his shaft and lets it fall over Nova's stomach, length reaching way past her belly button, dark-green intimidating cock contrasting deliciously with her creamy white, dainty tummy.

The elf instantly whimpers something under her breath as the warmth of the breeding stick presses against her skin. Eyes dumbly crossing and lips opening in an 'O' shape as her lower body trashes around and her empty cunt passionately convulses.

"Gahahahaha! You came again? I didn't do anything yet!"

"Nuh!" Nova mumbles, embarrassedly covering her red sweaty face with her shaky hands. "Nuuuh, I didn't!"

"Yes, you did! Do it again." Orok keeps laughing, quickly shifting backwards and teasingly starting to smack the crown of his dick against the rosy, bullied elven cunt. The elf screams into her palms, reaching her third orgasm of the night in mere minutes, femcum squirting like a fountain all over his shaft and lower stomach. "Good girl!"

Without warning, Orok suddenly grabs onto Nova's waist and thrusts his hips forth into that inviting fuckhole, pussylips tightly clinging to his size, thick white creamy juices instantly coating his cock. "OOOoooOOOOooOOOOOOoooh!" The elf can't avoid yelling as the orc mercilessly pounds her, tiny hands clawing at the mattress, tongue hanging out of her mouth and amber eyes rolling backward in a silly ahegao.

The disgustingly loud sounds of wild fucking could probably be heard all over Garro, every inch of that orc cock finding its way inside the elf, hitting the back of her womb again and again, cumtank balls swinging and slapping against her sweaty, puckered asshole...

Nova keeps screaming her lungs out in a perpetual state of orgasmic frenzy as the orc now lays on top of her, pinning her down against the mattress with his weight while uninterruptedly hammering his hips up and down. His face right in front of the 's, hungrily tongue-kissing her, muffling her moans with his mouth. Nova, lost in the moment, has her trembling legs instinctively wrap themselves around the orc's back, ankles fiercely pressed together.

Orok, sucking on the girl's tongue and holding her wrists down against the bed, pulls his hips back until only the tip of his cock is inside her, and then suddenly buries himself all the way down, filling her tunnel to the brim. He lets out a deep groan of pleasure as he unloads his pair of balls into the elven womb sucking on him, shooting gallons of warm cum... A would-be instant impregnation if she didn't keep herself on contraceptive herbs...

The orc keeps himself deep inside for a few moments before pulling out with a loud 'pop!' sound and a nasty wet squelch, taking a moment to let that well-fucked, messy gaping hole leak his thick sperm... Nova's legs keep themselves firmly wrapped around his back, her lips pouty and her eyes half-lidded...

"...more... more...." The brain-melted elf sweetly begs.