Anonymous >> #263028
Posted on 2017-03-04 23:26:25 Score: -1 (vote Up)   (Report as spam)
a story from the artist.

I was positioned near my son, the smaller, more stern of the two sisters -- the one who claimed me -- wanted to be sure I watched what transpired. I was standing, the Orcess behind me, her hands roughly groping my body, possessively touching everything except for my cock. The air was heavy with the smell of aroused female Orcs, a muskier, stronger smell than a human woman's, but not unpleasant. All around me, the males of the village were either made to lay or kneel, their new Orcess mates either standing before them or laying with them, groping their bodies. Many of these males, like my son, were little more than teenagers.

I watched as the younger sister, the large and a bit chubby Orcess who had chosen my son, turned around before his kneeling form and proceeded to bend over at the waist, her hands resting on her knees, clearly displaying her plump Orcish ass and aroused sex to his face. Other Orcesses were doing the same, some in a similar position, others actually straddling their prone mate's face. Given her size and curvy figure, it was a good thing this large Orcess was presenting herself to my son like this.

"The rules of your human society cannot change this," my Orcess cooed into my ear with her taunting voice. "It is natural for a female to present herself to a male like this when she wishes to breed. And it is natural for a healthy male to accept this offer..."

The Orcess looked over her shoulder at my son and spoke something in a husky, sultry tone in her language. I did not know if my son understood or not, I knew that just as this Orcess had restyled his hair and adorned him with piercings, she had also begun to teach him Orcish. My son hesitated for a moment and the Orcess gave him a droll, somewhat impatient look, as if he was petulant, and then pressed her ass back against his face.

Other Orcesses were already receiving oral sex from their human mates. I watched one particularly severe looking Orcess with a high pony tail riding the face of a man I recognized as a young newly wed, covering his face and mouth and tongue with the scent and taste of a female Orc in heat. The Orcess's hands were clutching the young man's hair as she rolled her hips, grinding her sex against him. She would stop every so often and look down at him with a predatory, victorious expression and speak something to him, whether in the human language or Orcish I could not tell, they were too far away. But whatever she said, his response was to clutch at her ass with his hands, squeezing, and, judged by the Orcess's pleasurable expression, applying himself to licking and sucking at her with greater vigor.

"This too is natural," my Orcess informed me, her smirk apparent in her tone. "That is why it is lost to you humans, to your females. But not to us. The scent and taste of a female in heat... A healthy male's only response can be a desire to mate... To breed..."

My son's hands were plastered across the chubby Orcess who had claimed him's ass, his face buried in it. The strong Orcess stooped, bent over, her strong legs holding her in this position easily, her strong hands resting on her knees. She had an almost animal-like, dog-like expression of sexual pleasure on her face, her mouth hanging agape, her tongue hanging out from between her large tusks. My son was licking and sucking on this large Orcess's vagina, her clit, tasting her, becoming further aroused. It made me a bit uncomfortable to see his erect cock twitching and spasming. He was quite aroused. Orcesses who were not actively participating in the breeding cheered and cat-called and howled their encouragement, their approval.

When the chubby, even-tempered Orcess stood upright, my son's face was covered with her musk. I could not help but notice the Orcess's ass jiggle pleasantly as she rose, something I'm sure my son did not miss, either. His eyes were a bit glazed, a slightly dazed expression on his face. He was breathing heavily. He reached out towards the Orcess, as if he did not wish her to leave. He did not have to worry. She turned and began to grope and caress him, guiding his body to the ground. His erect cock jutted up from him like a flagpole. I watched as this chubby Orcess warrior carefully positioned herself, placing a hand on either side of my son's head, a dominant sort of pose, possessive. As if she were claiming him... which, I realized, after all, she was. She rolled her hips down, her round Orcish ass bouncing as she took my son into her body. I heard him moan loudly, "OHHHHH!!!" as he continued to breathe heavily.

The air was filled with not only the scent of Orcish sex now, but of the moans and cries and shouts of human males and the Orcs who had claimed them as mates. Men groaning, their voices slurred with arousal and sexual pleasure. Orcesses grunting, speaking dominantly in both the human tongue and Orcish. But amidst this noise, one particular cry stood out, and the more it was heard, the more it was repeated as the human males and Orcish females continued to writhe and mate like animals.

"Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa," the cruel Orcess murmured. "It means, in your words, something like, 'For the good of Orcs.' For you, this is what it means."

My son was gripping the Orcess's bountiful ass, bucking his hips up against her, looking like an animal himself now. Their faces were very close, the tip of her Orcish nose touching the tip of his human one. Sweat dripped from her brow onto his face, sweat dripping from their bodies to the mat that had been placed beneath my son and the grass below it. He looked drunk with sex, intoxicated. I watched as the Orcess playfully nipped at him with her teeth and tusks, not actually biting him, but biting at him. "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa. Say. You say," she spoke with a heavy Orcish accent. My son began to obediently grunt out this phrase as she rode him and he thrust up into her, his cries combined with her own joining the rhythmic chant of "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa."

I did not think, before all of this, that he had done much more than perhaps kiss a girl. Now... this wild and unrestrained sex. No, not sex. Mating. Breeding.

"Your blood... becomes our blood," the Orc who had claimed me spoke, her hands beginning to drift a bit lower on my nude body now, but still not touching my penis. My erect, throbbing penis. So erect it nearly hurt.

The men began to ejaculate. Some crying out as they did unintelligibly, others orgasming along with their shout of "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa."

"Human father..."

I heard my son's voice, crying out. "Oh.... OHHH!!! OHH!!! I'M GOING TO... GOING TO--" and then muffled into moans of "MMPH!! MMPHH!!! MMMMMMPHHH!!" as the large Orcess who had claimed him passionately pushed her tongue into his mouth as he ejaculated inside of her. I realized that each one of these muffled cries coinciding with his orgasm, as he pumped his seed, his seed which was my seed, the bloodline of our family, into this Orcess.

"Healthy Orcish children..."

The large Orcess pulled away from her lover's kiss with my son. He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He looked spent, exhausted. The Orcess remained on top of him, as she would until his cock softened.

"She will teach him to speak Orcish. He will give you many Orcish grandchildren. They will grow to be strong and large, like my sister. And this is good. Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa. If it were not natural and meant to be, it would not be possible."

Even hearing this, knowing this... I could not deny the immediacy of my throbbing erection, pulsing and pounding away with each beat of my heart, harder and more pressing than I had ever known myself to be. Harder than I had ever grown for my wife. And all from watching this, hearing these words being tauntingly murmured into my ear and smelling the deep, deep musk of a gathering of aroused Orcish females intent on breeding.

On using human men to make Orcish babies... An ending of human bloodlines that have existed for generations upon generations...

"It's time to give him some new siblings, I think..."

My cock throbbed at this.

Despite this knowledge...

--

Pictured here are the Mountain Orcess Ur'lugk and Reunan, the son of Brisby's miller who was chosen by this curvaceous, full-bodied Mountain Orcess as her mate when the village was conquered. The Mountain Orcs, or Rughk-Ork, are of a different subset of Orc, known for their particularly large builds, but simpler personalities and dispositions. She and her twin sister are the only Mountain Orc within M'Zurga's tribe and so of course M'Zurga was pleased when Ur'lugk expressed she was ready to breed for the tribe and also on the night the village was sacked, that Ur'lugk found young Reunan very attractive.

"Cute... but weak," as the saying of how Orcish females think of human men goes.

The many healthy litters of Mountain Orc pups that Reunan will father will serve to further boost the strength of M'Zurga's tribe nicely.

Anonymous >> #263055
Posted on 2017-03-05 08:03:42 Score: 0 (vote Up)   (Report as spam)
it's nice but to short and feels like stuff is missing. were there other parts?

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