The Royal Princess and the Orc-Troll

"Lady Faelynn, you have another letter," one of the servants says, bringing a sealed envelope to the Princess' study.

"Thank you, Antessa," the royal elf says, taking the note and ushering the servant out of the room to read it in private.

Later on that night, the princess is waiting near a creek in the forests surrounding the castle. Fortunately, no one saw her leave the safety of the castle, because she's dressed much more slutty and scandalous than normal. A short skirt that shows off her plump thighs and even as she's sitting on the log waiting for her 'friend' to meet her, the shape of her ass is clearly visible under the thin material. Her tits halfway hanging out of her top, without a bra - her top partly see through.

She can already taste that fat green cock...

The half-orc, half troll didn't mind going out of her way for these special rendezvous suck sessions. The fact of the matter was that head from elven royalty just felt better than the kind you got from your local tavern wench. She could spot the princess from a ways away, the delicate pale woman practically glowed in moonlight and so it was easy for Agna to sneak right up behind her. Grabbing a fistful of blonde hair and she yanks her head back and right under her loincloth.

"Hey your majesty," Agna growled, licking her chops. The haughty elven royal was definitely dressed for the greenskin fucksleeve part she was angling to play and Agna treated her as such. By pulling her head back she'd laid her fat, gurgling nuts right on the busty elfs face. Slick with sweat and fuming visible plumes of the mind fogging fuckmusk the greedy cum trap slut could never seem to get enough of. All while that fearsome length of emerald fuck meat twitched and throbbed over her features, oozing a gob of sap thick preslime right onto her wobbly milk jugs.

"Been a bit since last time, I'm feeling pretty backed up tonight."

"Hhhuuuffffhhhh!" Faelynn inhaled deeply through her nose, and then exhaled through her mouth like one of those lowlife addicts in the poor district. But Faelynn doesn't think so lowly of them anymore, not since she got addicted to huffing this orc's balls every other weekend. The smell would always drive her wild, and if Agna was paying close attention, she'd see that every meeting between them had the princess more **** to be ruined.

"Nnngggh, I've missed you so muchhhhhh" She whined, pressing her lips against that fat sack, smothering it in kisses with the same affection her overloving mother gives her father. She presses her nose into the centre of the sack and breathes in deep, snorting the sweat and grime that seemed to be waiting for her. And after that, she cups those nuts in both hands, and smiles up at the green-skinned brute. "I'm sorry it's been so long, I've been so busy with work for the kingdom. Please let me make it up to you," she pleads, before slowly dragging her tongue up along from the base of the shaft, creating a nice, wet trail, until her tongue rests under the crown where it can lap up that drooling precum.

Agna knew just how the princess was going to make it up to her, and the way the orcs' fat nuts were gurgling and churning suggested she didn't want to wait either. Her tongue flashed across her lips when that royal tongue slithered along the underside of her shaft. Faelyn could feel the whole girthy pillar flex and shudder before it LAUNCHED a finger wide cable of preslime across the night air, splattering on the grass a yard away with a wet SPLAPT!

"I think we'll both be better off making this a daily thing. I can probably stay somewhere in the castle without it being a bother." She said with a rumbling laugh, spinning the elf around in place by her hair so she was properly facing her. The drooling lance of rigid, twitching green meat staring her down before Agna moved her hips forward. Mashing the slimy tip of that cock right on the elfs lips. The dense, salty flavor of her greasy shaft was like nothing else that graced the elfs pallet. Before she could get to the task though, Agna gripped her cock at the root and held it like a club. Using the rippling weighty length as a bludgeon to beat the princess about the face and cheeks.

WHAP! THWACK! PLAP!

The beefy slab hit her lips especially hard, getting those cute cock pillows nice and swollen before nestling the drooling tip against them. "Now fuckin' suck, slut."

This became sort of a ritual between them. The first time Agna beat Faelyn's mouth with her cock, the princess was indignant. But now, it's expected, and she's even thankful for it because it makes her lips nice and thick and swollen - real dick sucking lips. Her face shines because of the precum having been splattered all over her features with every cock smack, although some of it is probably dick sweat.

"Mmmfffhhhrrm," Faelyn opens wide, sticking her tongue out to massage the underside of that fat crown as it moves deeper between her lips. The flavour however, Faelyn has never quite gotten used to. So salty, somewhat sour, but so potent in masculinity and superiority - so, she can't get enough of it. And the way her eyes glaze over with bliss as she massages more precum with her mouth and tongue out of that cock, which she eagerly gulps down, tells the orc that the princess needs this way more than she does.

The Half-troll grunted, the ready and eager application of lips and tongue to her fat slam sled of a cock had her shivering. Her toes gripped the ground beneath them as her massive hands rose from her side and cupped either side of the elfs skull. She really only needed one, but the extra point of contact was helpful for what she had in mind! Faelyn's ears stuck out either side of the brutes grip through the gaps in her massive fingers and the tips of her fingers rubbed at the elfs scalp.

Then she curled her arms and dragged that pretty face forward. The burly dredge of a cock sliding deep into the elfs maw, pinning her slithering tongue down beneath its girth and finally trampling her tonsils as its gag worthy girth stormed into her throat.

"EERRF~ Fuck, you ready for me to cum straight into your stomach? Don't worry I'll still make sure you can taste it too. Now **** on my meat, slut."

Her teeth grit, hips moving to and fro to get that heavy dredge shifting. The plump hooded crown displacing copious amounts of elven throat slime as it shifted in her gullet. Bulging her neck and making the cute little choker she'd chosen special for this occasion...

SNAP!

The elf knows what she's in for when she meets the orc. It's always brutal, reckless, Agna puts her pleasure above all else, and Faelyn loves her for it. She wouldn't have it any other way. There's nothing better to this perverted slut than being used for another's pleasure, especially for someone so rugged and self-centred. There are so many great things she could be doing for her kingdom - but nothing beats this. Being the reason this towering orc is excited, being the reason her cock is throbbing. And it's Faelyn's **** sluttiness that's making it happen. Or more specifically, her throat.

"GGGHHHRRGGHK! GGGUUURRGGGHK!"

She gags hard and loud, her guttural resistance echoing into the forest. It's uncomfortable and painful, it always is. No elf could get used to a cock this size, but Faelyn submits to it every chance she gets. It bulges out her neck, gagslime runs down her chin and bursts from her nostrils. Tears start to run down her cheeks, and the makeup she puts on before leaving the safety of her room begins to fade and cascade as well. The expression she has tells of anything but excitement and eagerness - it's one of pain and suffering. But it's the look in those eyes that just can't pull away from the orc that tells Agna she can go harder, she can use the elf as her personal cum toilet and she will be thanked for it, begged for more.

Agna grunted and huffed. Bit by bit the heavy hammering of her hips on the elfs face rose in its pace. The throat stretching slam piece aggressively storming down her gullet churned her spittle into a frothy slop. Gobs of heavy preslime getting mixed in until every time Agna drew her monster cock back it was dripping in bubbly sheets of greasy love from her perfect princess cock holster. The view wasn't bad for Faelyn either! When she wasn't going cross eyed staring at the oversized shaft and shock of red pubes careening towards her nose again and again she got to see the hot barbarian babes sweaty six pack or the shelf of wobbling green tits casting a deep shadow over her features.

"Hooooh FUHK! You're gonna get it you dumb whore. I think this is gonna be the one that blows up whatever secret keeping you're trying to have. Sure I could just pin you down and knock you up... but honestly? I think it'll be a lot more humiliating when everyone figures out you've been sneaking off to service my fat green dick because they can smell it on your breath when you're making the next royal proclamation. You know that I'm gonna dump so much of my cum in your stomach that you'll be tasting Agna on your tongue everytime you burp for the next month right? I'd tell you to cut it off but even if I did I know I'd wake up in bed the next town over with you right back between my thighs, huffing the sweat off my sack and slobbering on my balls."

The brutal throat fuck is only showing Agna just how desperately obsessed Faelyn is with her cock. That look of love and obsession and desperation never leaves her eyes, even when they criss-cross and fill with tears and pain. Her thin, slutty white dress is drenched in her own spit and saliva, and some of Agna's precum that repeatedly gets dredged up from her throat. The pain Faelyn is experiencing is pushing the poor whore over the edge, as it always does - but it feels so good that she doesn't want it to stop. She can feel the huge cock throbbing in her throat, precum gushing down her oesophagus and into her belly.

It's at times like this where Faelyn wishes everyone in the kingdom knew what a pathetic waste of royalty she is. But she has to live the best of both worlds, to serve her kingdom, and more importantly, to her, especially right now while she's desperately horny and stupid - serve Agna's cock.

"GGGLLUUGGHK! GGLLRRGGHK! GGGLUURRGGHK! GGGLLRRGGHK!"

Every time those massive nuts slap off Faelyn's chin, Agna also feels Faelyn's huge, saliva-soaked breasts rub between her thighs.

The half-orc wasn't going to stop. It didn't matter even if Faelyn was protesting or suffering, or ****. She was going to get her nut and pretty much nothing was going to stop her now that she was within spitting distance of a proper elf stretching orgasm! The burly slab of green beef was flexing and twitching between thrusts now. The steady flow of preslime grinding to a halt as if to make work for what was coming.

"Fwwuuuuhh yeah... here we fuckin' go! You feel it, slut? That's me about to show you what you're fucking GOOD FOR! AW YES! YES, TAKE IT ALL!"

The clutching confines of the royal gullet gripped Agnas cock just right on her last fearsome push to that balls deep sweet spot. The balls that had been slapping Faelyns chin suddenly hiked up under Agnas taint, leaving behind a sheet of wrinkly sack skin before they both visibly CLENCHED. Her taint quivered, and as the brute loosed a thunderous roar that sent all the sleeping forest birds flying off into the air, every muscle in her reproductive system flexed.

BLOOOOOOORRRPPT! SPLOOOOORPT! SPLAAAAPPPT!

Deep, bassy, wet tones of her eruption echoed through the woods. The first finger wide cable of greasy, backed up, tar thick troll slime impacting Faelyns stomach like a punch in the guts. One after the other with Agna moaning, her eyes rolling back in her skull, they slammed into the elven's stomach. Hosing her insides down in a torrid stream of bitter, salty nut slime. It seemed endless, like Agna had brought a whole year's worth of orgasms to this one night and unleashed them in an instant but really? This was pretty much the standard for the towering barbarian brute. She nutted like a fucking champion. Her fat loads made a stallion’s eruptions look like a trickle in comparison. Best of all? Faelyn could taste every wad of it. Her tongue felt it, coursing through the burly main vein on Agnas undercarriage. Drenching her taste buds in the bitter taste of raw green skin breed batter!

As that hot, thick and sticky cum gushes down her throat, Faelyn's eyes twitch. Then, they roll - it's a wonderful feeling, a mix between starting to lose consciousness, and cumming her fucking brains out just from having the orc's cock unleashing its orgasm into her belly. And her stomach now, is swelling, growing thicker, bloating with all that cum sloshing around inside her. The whore elf can feel every drop of tar-thick jizz running through that cock, massaging the walls of her throat, tickling her curious and wiggling tongue every step of the way.

But, Faelyn is only an elf. Her biology doesn't allow her to handle such a huge, monstrous cock like this without suffering the effects of it. She starts to fade, her eyes lose their awareness and her arms fall to her side - she becomes limp as she loses consciousness. The only thing keeping her up now is the solid grip Agna has around her head, and of course, that huge cock acting as a foundation for her body.

It wasn’t until Agna’s orgasm was finished and she was panting, satisfied and completely drained, that she realised the elf had passed out. She scoffed, stepping back to let the elf ragdoll fall on her back. Watching her for a moment, she considers nudging the princess to ensure she wasn’t suffocated to ****. But then, the princess suddenly breaks into a severe coughing fit, looking like someone who just got rescued from drowning - thick bubbles of cum and spit bursting from her mouth as she desperately tries to void her lungs of all that orc-troll sperm.

“Good elf-toilet,” the orc-troll laughs, stepping on the bitch’s stomach to help her along. “See you next time.~”

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