Ogre Hunting (Open For One Male)

[iridium248]

(Hello, everyone. First post on Literotica, and my first RPG. I'm looking for 1 male player- With good writing skills. Hoping to keep this story more light-hearted than dark. Beyond that, have fun. )


Another pleasant day in God's own country. The sun was shining, the birds singing- Or shrieking, depending on the bird in question- and the peaceful soundtrack told that nothing *too* bad was around. The town of Heroes' Hearth had been a mercifully quiet one, the countryside free of the near-constant sounds of running, hacking and blasting so common to the big city; Given the relative peace of the region, there hadn't been an adventurer here for *months*, something for which the good people had been grateful.

The had come the Ogre. Not one of those jolly, bright green overgrown imps, but a two-metre tall hulk of muscle, hardened skin, and several hundred pounds of club. Some had said he'd rampaged down from the swamp. Others had said no, he was waiting to rampage back. Whatever the cause, though, he'd holed out somewhere, occasionally venturing forth from whatever cave he'd hidden himself in, to beat the occasional livestock to death and eat it.

The village had convened, and decided he had to go. Beside the whole 'killing livestock' and 'rampaging' part, there were property values to think off...

-And, as always, when the problem got *too* big, as problems inevitably do, they hired a professional.

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Shaylia Fleise, swordswoman and fire witch, was not a happy woman. She'd set off at the crack of dawn, eager to finish this as quickly as possible- After all, once you've clawed your way to a certain level of proficiency in the whole 'adventuring' thing, not much phases you anymore. Besides, it was an Ogre. An *Ogre*. How hard could it be to find?

...Which she'd thought all of five hours ago. Right now, here she was, stomping through the ridiculously brillant landscape in her patent-leather, knee-high boots, with no sign of *anything* in sight. Not for the first time, she sighed, running a hand through her luxuriant, red-blonde hair; How long, exactly, was this going to take? Moodily, she sat, gazing into the depths of a convenient pool.

Her reflection gazed back at her. She was wearing her standard outfit, of course; The red halter-top, strung through with gold piping- for fire, of course- fastened at the neck, leaving her shoulders bare, molding nicely to every curve of her form. A brief skirt, falling to mid-thigh- For mobility, of course- over long, fishnet stockings...In retrospect, she thought, perhaps not the best choice in the heat. Still, it sent a statement; Look, but don't touch. Not, of course, that any of the useless men she'd seen recently would dare...

She touched her gloved fingers to her sultry, pouting lips, blowing a kiss to her reflection as she stood. Time to get going-

And wait, what was that?

That smell. That unmistakeable, meaty, rancid smell of...

*Ogre*.

A small smile tugged at Shaylia's lips as she stood, drawing her sword- It left the scabbard in a slow, rasping caress- Looks like the bounty would be hers, after all!

 

[Bsquad]

OOC: Here we go!

IC:
He'd long stalked these woods and plains. The lands were rich and full of game. It had long been a place where he could live and survive in peace. He didn't have a name, there weren't any others of his kind here for him to call him by it if he had one. But he didn't mind, there was no one to compete with for food, or a good cave to sleep in. The only problem was that he didn't have any females to keep him company. Asside from that though, things were good.

Until the people came.

At first he didn't mind. They stayed to their little village, tended their fields, managed their little lives without worrying about him. The valley was large enough for them and him. Live and let live...perhaps not so complicated a concept in his mind, but the essence of his thoughts on the matter was the same. It lasted like that for a long time. The villagers didn't even know he was there. But time changed that idylic little relationship. The numbers of humans grew, and as they grew they needed more land for their farms, for their cattle, and to get that land they cut down the trees, enlarged the village. And they hunted the animals he ate for food...they forced him to move further and further away...but there was only so far he could go.

He had few choices. Leaving the valley would mean having to deal with the territory of others. And while he might be stupid, he was smart enough to realize that dealing with the puny humans was an easier task than dealing with another ogre...or another tribe of ogres. So he decided that if the humans wanted to take his land for their farms, then he would be more than willing to feast on the food they decided to grow.

He stood at over two meters tall and was built like a castle battlement. Big enough that he looked like a brainless lout...but he was far from that. He was fast, and quiet. Though most humans didn't think of the simple fact that ogres were meat eaters and had to be able to catch the meat they ate...they much prefered to think that these creatures were slow and dumb, only gifted with strength. He stood in a crouch, hidden in the brush and small saplings that abounded on the forest floor. His brownish tanned skin was covered with grit and mud, giving him the kind of camoflage that human arrogance wouldn't attribute to them. But all the camoflage in the world couldn't hide the smell of dead flesh, ogre sweat and other unmentionable scents that accumulated on a creature that couldn't comprehend 'soap'. Oddly enough he was dressed in a pair of very patchwork pants made of animal skins, little more than mimicing the human invaders of his valley.

His black eyes gazed out through the brush and into the forest, picking out the colors and forms that shouldn't have been there with ease. Red, gold, and shiny black leather...it wasn't hard to find another of the arrogant humans bent down beside one of the many small ponds that abounded in the valley. He stood up slowly and stepped though the brush with eerie silence, his gnarled hands open and free, the club he normaly weilded tied across his shoulders. He had refrained from hurting the humans, merely damaging their buildings and taking their animals for food...but if they decided to start sending some of their number to kill him...kill or be killed might become the motto he lived by.

He crept along, barely ten paces from the human and began to notice the form and figure that made her female. He grined slightly, large lips skimming back from yellowish teeth. This would be simple...

 

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She heard it a moment before she saw it- That subtle tremor, the way the grass crinkled beneath its feet, then the way that rancid smell drew closer...that meant it was right...

-*Behind* her...

Shaylia turned, and *fast*, rising to her feet in one fluid motion- Or she *would* have, if her feet hadn't slipped on a wet patch, and skidded up and away, flashing her lacy black panties for all to see...And it was mortifying, really, as she fell on her nicely rounded behind with a sharp "Ooof!"

"Oh, great blazing balls of *crap*!" she gasped. How had something that *big* moved that fast? He- no, *it*- was huge, eyes like black onyx, rippling with muscle...With, absurdly, a pair of foul-looking, poorly-cured trousers, that probably hadn't been changed in *years*. And as she watched, its lips parted in a smile, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth...

She thought fiery thoughts, and fast, as she scrambled to her feet, slipping again, one hand coming up to spit fire between them...Of course, Shaylia wasn't quite sure it was going to be enough.

"Stay back!" she snapped, as flames seared into the wet grass- And let off a dull puff of steam and vapor. Oh, great, just great...Her sword's tip traced tiny, wavering circles in the air as she backed away, badly shocked, badly off-balance...

 

[Bsquad]

He was shocked at the woman being able to spin so quickly. The ogre hadn't thought that these humans were so capable as this. He crouched down, hands still empty, there was no cause for a weapon yet... His eyes tracked over her body and...scant clothing as she moved. He was intrigued that a human would be out here and as poorly dressed as that. And he almost gave a throaty chuckle when she slipped in the damp grass and felt to the ground.

He starte to moce towards her again, when fire sprang from nothing and flew into the ground. Normally rather wary of fire, he did manage to register that she could only conjure up that trick with distance and time. With a pair of steps he closed the distance between them, his hands moving slowly around in front of him, not yet willing to grab her, not with that little sword of hers dancing around.

This close he got a good look at the female, seeing the swell of her breasts beneath the ill-chosen armor, then drifted down to her fishnet stocking legs and her short skirt. His face turned from aprehensive grimace to an almost human leer...something more animal in his mind decided that perhaps killing this girl wouldn't be the best thing he could do...

Beneath the ill made trousers his groin began to warm and invountarily his member began to rise. He might not be as smart as these humans...but certain things didn't require complicated thinking.

"Girliee...." He grumbled in badly broken, badly accented english... His hands flexed and grabbed at the air...like they were more than eager to grope her ample body.

 

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...And this day was going to crap, fast. Her firebolt had done absolutely nothing- Damn the 'fresh morning dew'!- and it didn't look like the ogre was going to give her another chance to throw more fire. Well, at least she *was* back on her feet, much as Shaylia could be on the suddenly treacherous ground, and she had her sword...

-Hah, good joke. As if a sword was going to do much of anything to a fully-grown ogre bull. Doesn't anyone check the CR on these things? Shaylia thought, shifting her stance. She was suddenly, horribly aware of the way the thing was leering at her breasts, her legs....And something told her flashing it wasn't exactly the best idea.

"Girlieee...." The Ogre growled, in hideous, but recognisable Common. Oh, *Ewwww*!, Shaylia thought, as its grimy hands started to grope and paw the air in a decidedly lewd fashion. Quite suddenly, she was feeling decidedly nervous, for an entirely different reason...And yet, yet, there was *something*....

Should've gone with plate mail, she thought grimly, and charged. Her sword darted past the Ogre's wavering arms as she thrust, the wickedly sharp blade gashing its side-

And with a rip, the ogre's *trousers* gave up the ghost.

"Oh!" Shaylia gasped. Then the ogre wasn't an 'it' anymore; It was a *he*. Yes, very definently male. For a moment, she had the crazy thought- Why was it carrying a *second* club? Then, immediately after that, "That's *not* a club!"

No, it was a tree trunk, a pillar, a mighty, thrusting...And yes, you get the idea. Belatedly, Shaylia realised she was blushing like a schoolgirl, her mouth agape in shock and embarrassement...

-And then she realised she was within the thing's *reach*.

"Oh, crap," she whimpered.

 

[Bsquad]

The female had bee faster than he'd expected. But luckily her sword did little more than scratch his thick hide. He darted to one side, avoiding the razor edged steel that flashed through the air. He felt the simple trousers rip and his shaft bound free into the cool air. He grunted in suprise and his beady eyes narrowed in anger.

He was shocked that the female's attention almost immediately drifted down to his shaft hanging in the air, showly swinging in the air stiff and ready. WIth a low growl he took advantage of the girl's distraction and lunged forward, one glarled hand claming down around her sword hand and held it far to the side, his other grabbed her opposite arm and he carried her forward to knock her down onto the grass.

His knees landed on either side of he hips, his swollen shaft hangign above her stomach. He grinned evilly and looked down at the girl.

"You gona be fun girlee...." He said, his large tounge lolling out and going over his leering lips. His cock twitched in the air at the thought of just what he could do with her.

 

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One moment she was standing...

"Oooof!"

-And all of a sudden, she was on the ground, her arms pinned beneath the mass of a full-grown Ogre.

There were much, much better places to be.

"Let me go!" Shaylia snapped, wincing as the ogre's rancid, meat-tainted breath gusted onto her face. She squirmed, hard, trying to bring just one hand to bear- And now her *top* was pulling out of its skirt, exposing the soft, pale flesh beneath...

"You gonna be fun, girlieee..." the Ogre crooned, licking its leering lips. Even pinned, she could see the thing's huge, *huge* cock swinging free, bobbing back and forth- The same one that had so distracted her.

"Oh, *gods*," Shaylia moaned, squirming harder- Nope, no use; Even if she dislocated both arms, she wasn't getting free. She gasped again, lips parting as she got ready to kick-

"Mmmmfff!!" Her leg thudded against the inside of the thing's thigh, not quite hitting anything sensitive. It *did*, however, flip her skirt up, the fabric hissing back across her silky legs. Not quite what she'd intended.

"I-I'm warning you...Let me go. NOW."

 

[Bsquad]

He let out a grunting laugh at her strugles beneath his weight. She was squirming like a fish just snatched from the water. In a way it was kind of pathetic to see her strugling so futilly against him, he had to outweigh her by at least twice her body weight. Her orders fell on deaf ears as he leered down at her, not sure just what he would do first.

"What you think girliee?" He said with a grumble.

"You make me happy maybe you walk away? Never bother me no more?" He said with a thrust of his hips making his cock bounce up in the air, his swollen balls swaying slowly in the air. He licked his lips and leaned down, inches from the female's face, his tounge waggling slightly.

"Or maybe you not want to make me happy...and me do what I want and you don't walk away. You no bother me no more though." He said with a deep bark of laughter.

 

[iridium248]

What?

"WHAT?!" Shaylia didn't say, *not* spitting in that grinning...Well, *ogrish* face "You're out of your putrid little mind!"

Instead, she thought, and fast. All right, there *is* a choice...But everything except the obvious is bad!

And just to make things worse, the ogre's huge member bobbed back into her field of vision...Then the thing's face was mere inches from hers, close enough to make her gag. She was shaking like a leaf, and that...brute's...hands were still on hers, and it wasn't like things were going to get any better.

So, instead, her skin trembling at the very thought, she gritted her teeth, nodding her head as her red hair fell over her face.

"Fine!" Shaylia snapped, looking it in the eyes. "You'll find I'm too much to handle, you...You..." Hmmm, she couldn't think of something worse. "Just unhand me!"

 

[Bsquad]

He laughed, satisfied for the moment at the girl's decision to play along and make him happy. But she was a human, and they weren't the kind to simply lie back and accept things they didn't like. But he was stronger, bigger and faster. His gnarled hands released the girl slowly, one hand grasping her sword and tossing it away like a human would toss away a twig, disarming her.

He leaned back away from the girl, a grinning leer spread on his face. His massive hands reached down and brazinly gropped her chest and tugged at the leather covering her breasts. He wasn't to subtle in his motions, but then since when were ogres known for subtlety. He stopped short of ripping her clothing off and lulled back on his ankles.

"What you gonna do first girlie? Or you want me to do somethin' for you? Get you in the mood?" He said and waggled his tounge out in the air. His eyes drifted down to the black lace panties she wore, shown to all the world with her skirt hiked up. One hand reached towards them slowly, eager to begin to play with this new toy.

 

[iridium248]

Despite the horrific situation, in spite of everything else, Shaylia felt her lips curl into a near-smirk. Even an Ogre's a typical male, after all, she thought, as huge hands reached for her breasts and...

She gasped, flushing hard as the ogre kneaded her breasts, clumsy hands tugging awkwardly at the red leather, so hard that the seams started to give. "Nnnnn!" the witch hissed as it pawed at her, groping her soft, feminine curves with urgent need. When it finally let go, her face was momentarily as red as her hair, equal parts embarrassement and surprise.

Fine, she thought. Fine! If it wants a show...

Shudderingly inwardly- But feeling the first tingle of anticipation, of challenge- Shaylia hooked one finger into her tight leather bodice, tugging slowly at the clasps as she drew one leg up to her chest, exposing plenty of bare skin.

"What you gonna do first girlie? Or you want me to do somethin' for you? Get you in the mood?"

Ick.

Worse of all, the ogre's mighty organ was *still* bobbing in the air before her, heavy and turgid, stiffer than a rock pillar. For the first time, Shaylia wondered how it would feel, if it was *thrusting* in and out of her lips, her...her...

She shook her head violently, knocking some sense into herself.

Nononono~! Focus, girl, focus!

And with a deep breath, Shaylia swallowed hard, and put the maxed-out Charisma stat to use...

"Ooooh," she syruped, licking her lips teasingly. "Someone's eager. And it *talks*!" With every cell in her body urging her to run, and run *now*, Shaylia arched an eyebrow in an absolutely provocative gesture.. "Let's see if you know how to handle a *real* woman, hmmmm?" Her other hand stroked across her stockings, drawing a sleek finger down the pale, nubile flesh. If this *thing*...wanted her, it was going to have to *work* for it!

Besides, it was time to see if all those Skill Ranks in Diplomacy actually *meant* something...

 

[Bsquad]

He let out a grunting sigh at the sight of the girl leaning back and drawing up her leg. He didn't think that it was going to be that easy...but he wasn't exactly a sleuth of stellar proportions. He was a poor judge of when humans were lying, most of the time they were just running around screaming...

In other words it wasn't exactly a complexe affair to decive him.

"Oh...so you do want me to take care of you first eh girlee?" He said with a laugh and waggled his large black tounge in the air. He twisted his neck as though he were limbering up and then wiggled his thick fingers in the air, oblivious of the grit and grime covering them and dirt under the cracked nails.

"So what you want first girliee? You look like you're real tasty..." He said dumbly looking at the leather skirt and the black lacy panties that peaked out. He reached out and started to stroke up her leg.

 

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Shaylia suppressed a shudder as the ogre pawed at her, but humored it, forcing a smile onto her face; Hey, considering how stupid this thing was, she *might* get away in one piece after all...

"Like these?" Shaylia whispered, her voice catching. "I *like* a...man...who knows what he wants," she purred, letting the ogre stroke her, acutely aware of the gaze locked on her crotch. Her own eyes drifted down to its massive shaft, once again- She felt a shivery ripple of fear, and licked her lips involuntarily.

"Let me get a *feel* for the job," the witch murmured, her voice low and mock-breathy, placing one hand on the ogre's knee, feeling the muscles beneath the rough skin...And wincing inwardly at the way the thing's nameless coating adhered to her fingers. "Maybe it'll help you make up your mind?"

 

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"Heh-heh, egar little slut aren't you?" He said laughing at what he thought was the girl's intentions. He grinned, yellow and black teeth crusted with filth and decaying food. He leaned back a little and reached back, gripping his cock and tilting it upwards and aiming the tip at her face.

"You wanna feel it or you gonna taste it? Well...you gonna taste it but what you wanna do now?" He said his puny brain working over the mental image of the girl slobbing over his shaft while he rammed it down her throat...and thought with some regret that he would have to be gentle with the girl or he might kill her.

He was sad at that thought, fucking a corpse would be less fun than listening to the girl screaming in pleasure and writhing around his cock.

"What you wait'n for girliee?" He said, starting to feel impatient.

 

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"What you wait'n for girliee?"

Shaylia gasped as the ogre thrust its hips at her, the fat, bulbous head of its cock bouncing off one smooth cheek. Gods, what was it *thinking*? It wanted her to...to...

"I-I can't..." she whimpered, under her breath. The smell alone- Hesitantly, she parted her lips, then closed them again, wondering *how* she was going to take that- that *monster*, steaming with heat into her mouth, down her *throat*-

But she *had* to. "V-Very well," Shaylia whispered, and slowly, with the utmost reluctance, wrapped her lips around that grubby, grimy shaft, sucking it into her mouth. She almost gagged as the wretched taste hit her tongue, nausea roiling in her guts- But she held it back, fearing the ogre's rage.

And then, the proud witch went down on the leering, filthy ogre like the lowest whore. Get it over with! she thought, wanting to shut her eyes- But she didn't. Couldn't, in fact, her eyes going wide, her delicate fingers reaching out, cupping the ogre's hairy balls, fingering them like the most precious baubles. She heard the ogre grunt as her tongue flitted over its shaft, her head beginning to bob up and down, slowly...

-Then the ogre's *hips* started to move, and Shaylia choked back a scream, her head tilting back, feeling the thing's shaft slide into her throat, bathing it in the sweet hear of her mouth, even as her fingers stroked and rubbed, those heavy, dangling balls mere inches from her nose, from her elegant face. On her knees before the beast, it was all she could do to breathe around the meat deep in her mouth, cringing slightly with each moment, yet still swishing it around it her mouth as the horrid initial taste started to fade. The swollen purple head pulsed alarmingly as her soft tongue twittered it, her blood pounding in her ears as the ogre fed more of its cock into her mouth. And now her hands were on the ogre's shaft, stroking it, pumping it, doing *anything* to get it off as quickly as possible...

"Mmmmmfff!" Shaylia moaned, feeling her knees begin to buckle, a thin thread of drool trickling from the corner of her mouth. "M-mmmf! Nnnngh!" she gasped eloquently, a pulse of warmth running through her treacherous body, making her writhe and squeal. This was horrible, horrible beyond belief, and yet...

Yet...

W-why...Why was she *sucking* on it? It hadn't forced her, but she'd still...

No, she thought, I don't want this. I don't!

 

[Bsquad]

He had been chuckling to himself, thinking that he was taunting the girl with his cock...but he wasn't prepared for her to practically dive on his member. He didn't hear her accept, in fact he was sure that she was simply going to gab hold with both hands and start trying to please him that way. He was used to that kind of enjoyment, being alone, his hands were the best release he had available...

But the sensation of her steaming mouth wrapped around his tip made his beady eyes bug open in shock. He looked down at her cinammon hair cascading from her head as she started to struggle with the task of slipping his huge rod down her throat. He bucked forward without thinking, jamming deeper into her mouth, and making him almost moan with delight at the feeling. Her tiny hands wrapped around his swaying balls, then started to stroke the large amount of cock that wasn't jammed into her mouth.

He listened to her moans and laughed again, loudly.

"You like'in it girliee? I bet you are, little slut never gonna see a human cock like this, are you?" He said and grumbled in delight as he began to feel the sensations of tension and warmth beginning to build around his groin. He knew the signs well. Without saying a word, he reached up and clasped one immense hand on her head and began forcing her tempo to increase, yanking her head into a faster and faster rythm.

With a rumbling moan, he pushed her head back and grabbed his cock with his other hand, aiming the explosion of cum at her face as he came. He held her head in place and splattered her face. He let go of her head and laughed at the sight.

"You get the first taste girliee. It better than human cum? You want some more, or you want me to make things good for you?" He said, then looked down and saw that his cock was still as stiff as granite.

"Or maybe you want me to do that inside you?" He said, jerking his hips a little and making his cock bob up and down in what he thought was a tempting way.

 

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Lost in the moment, slurping and sucking the ogre's member down her throat, Shaylia felt her body start to tingle, felt the aching pulse of *need* between her legs, in the way her leather bustier pinched and hurt her breasts, crying out to be touched, to be fondled...

No, no...

The warm, creamy wetness growing, soaking into her panties...

-And realised

-Realised...

...How insatiably *horny* this was making her. Her entire body shivered, primed and ready to go, and she wanted it, wanted the thing's hands all over her, touching her, *taking* her...

"You like'in it girliee? I bet you are, little slut never gonna see a human cock like this, are you?"

"Mmmmmff!" she whimpered, through a mouthful of meat, sending another pleasant shudder up the ogre's thrusting shaft, which meant, "No, I'm not...Not a- a..." even as her fingers fondled and stroked, feeling those heavy, swinging balls start to seize, to clench. The witch heard the ogre's victorious bellows distantly, all her attention fixed on the giant cock sawing in and out of her velvety, tight throat...

-And then a heavy hand was on her head, guiding her pace, fucking her mouth like her aching, needy pussy, so hard the first tears of shock welled up in her eyes. Suddenly, Shaylia was wrenched back, gasping for air, the member withdrawing, slick and wet with precum and spit, directly IN FRONT OF HER...

"Don't," Shaylia mumbled, but somehow it came out, "More..." as she closed her eyes, trying to turn her head away, not anywhere near remotely soon enough. The ogre let out a low, rumbling moan, its fingers thick and brown on its shaft- She twisted and struggled weakly, trying to pull away, but...

A long, ragged jet of thick yellow cum hit her sweet face, hot and stinking. "Oh- *eeeewwww!!!*" Shaylia gasped, writhing uncomfortably, her face twisting in disgust. It was everywhere, thick ropy tendrils in her hair, drooling down her breasts, in her *mouth*...

"You get the first taste girliee. It better than human cum? You want some more, or you want me to make things good for you?"

-It didn't actually *taste* that bad, really. Sure, it had a thick, salty texture that smelled of...ogre, but it still, arguably, wasn't that bad. At least, that's what she told herself. The witch spat to the side, her eyes narrowing, trying to clear the thick, clotted taste from her mouth- And, somehow, the Ogre was still incredibly, ridiculously hard, its gigantic erection standing tall and proud despite her attentions...

Wow, she thought, that's better than *any* man I've known...

"-Or maybe you want me to do that inside you?" the ogre was saying, jerking its hips lewdly, making its cock bob up and down, thrusting at air. It was almost laughable, a grotseque invitation, almost a parody of lust...But she couldn't look away. She squirmed at the thought of long, ragged pulses of sperm invading her, *filling* her...

But it was an Ogre- but she was getting hot and bothered, and yes, it was making her so *wet*...But it could *kill* her-But hey, to live dangerously was to incur risk.

"Oh, to hell with it," Shaylia sighed, her shoulders slumping. It wasn't like anyone would ever know...

Slowly, catching and holding the ogre's greedy eyes, Shaylia's hands went to her halter top, tugging it up, up and over. She shivered, feeling a chill breeze on her ample breasts, her nipples standing tall and proud, almost crying out for attention. Then, she slipped two fingers into the waistband of her panties- and tugged, the lacy fabric whispering as it slid down her legs. She heard the ogre's grunt of surprise, and smiled, turning to display herself to fullest effect.

"*Oh*?" she purred, a perfectly wanton expression on her face. "Let's see what *you* can do for *me*, big boy." Slowly, senusously, Shaylia ran her tongue along her lips, her eyes smoldering with heat. "Unless, of course, you're not *ogre* enough..."

 

[Bsquad]

He couldn't tell the difference between deceit and honesty, but he did notice that the girl was much more...interested than she had been a moment before. But in his thick skull, he merely thought that she was impressed with the 'demonstartion'. With a smug bit of logic, he thought that she had better be impressed, he was no puny human man, he was an ogre.

A sex starved ogre at that...one little orgasim wasn't going to be nearly enough for him to take the edge off, and he was worried that the girl was going to think that after using her mouth on him she was done. Wheither she liked it or not, she was far from finished...and he was just about to tell her so when he was suprised that she started slipping her scanty clothing off. He gazed covetously at her ample bosum, he nipples looked as hard as his cock. He took a deep breath and caught the thick sent of her arrousal, something he hadn't caught before. His beady eyes locked with hers as she slipped down her black lacy panties over her long legs.

"*Oh*?" she purred, a perfectly wanton expression on her face. "Let's see what *you* can do for *me*, big boy." Slowly, senusously, Shaylia ran her tongue along her lips, her eyes smoldering with heat. "Unless, of course, you're not *ogre* enough..."

It took him a moment to get just what she was alluding too, but he got the gist of it.

"Me not ogre enough for you girliee?" He looked down at his cock and looked up, confused. He ran a beefy hand over his cock still slathered with spit and cum, wiping it off and making it bob up and down.

"Guess you want to know what I can do for you." He said with gleam of inspiration on his face. With a clumsy motion, he reached out and grabbed her legs, he wasn't a graceful lover, but he could tell that she wanted a little more than simply being pounded with wild abandon. Gripping her thighs he spread her legs open, presenting her pussy to his grinning face.

"My cock isn't the only big thing I got girliee." He said and let his tounge lull out of his mouth, long, thick and broad. Lacking in experiance, he was direct and to the point, his tounge slathering over her moist pussylips. He was drooling with the unfamiliar, yet delicous taste. It was a simple motion, lapping at her slit, gradually parting her lips and sliding inside her velvety soft folds.

 

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"My cock isn't the only big thing I got girliee," the ogre rumbled, its huge hands closing on her legs, flipping her upside down- Each calf completely enveloped by its massive hands.

"Wait, are you- OH!" Shaylia gasped as the ogre gored her with its tongue, whirling it around inside her like a meaty tentacle. It slurped, engulfing her nethers in its maw, grazing just beneath her belly-button, drool oozing down her stomach and slowly gaining.

"Oh, my!" the witch moaned as it tongued her cunt, lapping away at her juices. She felt her body start to tremble as the first waves of pleasure pulsed through her, the ogre pumping its tongue in and out of her most vulnerable spot. She'd never known that it could be so...so...nimble!

A strangled 'yessss' hissed from her lips as she felt the edge of her own climax near...Her smooth thigh wrapping tightly around the ogre's head, pulling its face to her cunt- "Oh, don't-don't stop...MMMMMMM!!!"

Shaylia let out a shriek of mingled ecstasy and relief as the first orgasm pounded through her body, wracking her in powerful, juddering convulsions. She screamed and thrashed, her fingers clawing long furrows in the earth as she shuddered her way through the waves of pleasure shivering through her form, her back arching powerfully-

...And then she was sliding to the ground, sweat slicking her form, breath rasping in and out of her throat. At any other time, Shaylia would've been humiliated, losing control like that- But right now, at this very moment, she just didn't care.

"You *are* a real man after all," Shaylia purred, running her fingers through her cinnamon hair. Dimly she knew the thing was horrid, knew that this was taboo, wrong...But she wanted it, oh, wanted it so *much*...The first climax had just whetted her appetite for more. Slowly, slyly, she wrapped her arms around the ogre's beastial heaving chest, feeling the thing's cock rubbing against her, tensing at every moment. She let her fingers drift down, teasing the bulbous purple head-

"Now let's see you *use* this," the witch whispered, her voice smoky, carressing. She heard the ogre rumble as she toyed with its penis, and giggled at the sound. Just to be completely explicit, she placed her other hand on its chest, stroking it gently.

"You *know* where to put it...Don't you?"

 

[Bsquad]

OOC: Sorry for the lag Iridium.

IC:

He grinned dumbly as he looked down at the girl. He licked his lips to clear off her juices. He didn't know that he was so...gifted, but he couldn't stop his pride from swelling at the thougth that the humie girlee was enjoying it. That and she was so very...very eager. Her tiny hands wrapping around his thick shaft made him buck his hips invouluntarily.

"You eager girliee..." He said and then smirked at her very...very inviting words.

"You *know* where to put it...Don't you?"

"Which hole you want girliee...they'd all work well." He said, not thinking straight, too focused on the images running through his mind, positions, slamming into her tight little slit...

...then he rembered that the girliee was demanding him to use it.

"Girliee, you gonna get torn in two." He said and pushed her back onto the mossy ground, then thought about it and picked her up without a thought and flipped her over in the air. He set her over a rotting log and spread her legs, positioning her as he pleased. He practically drooled over the sight of her delicious ass poised before him. He reached out his gnarled hands and squeezed her cheeks tightly.

"Which one girlee? Which one..." He said and slipped his cock forward, sliding his tip over her dripping wet slit, then up to her tiny asshole.

"Hmm girlee...you want me in your pussy...or your...other hole..." He said and pushed a little against her ass. He laughed at the thought and decided that ripping her back end apart wouldn't be best, and slipped against her steaming pussy.

"Bite down on somethin' girliee." He said and eased his cock in as slowly as he could, moaning at the sensation of warmth enveloping him He pushed in deep, his strength pushing aginst her comparitively tiny pussy. He didn't start to slam into her, but slid in as deep as possible and waited for her to...acclimate to his size. He reached around and grabbed both her large breasts, squeezing them greedily.

"Ready to start girlee?"

 

[iridium248]

OOC: Hey, no problem.

Sprawled on a rotting log, Shaylia shivered in equal parts lust and anticipation, not resisting as the ogre tugged her legs open, getting her into the position- In fact, she wiggled her ass temptingly, teasing the beast...Then gasped, as gnarled hands gave her cheeks a sharp squeeze, making her start.

"Which one, girliee? Which one..." came the bass rumble again. The witch could feel something thick and rubbery grinding against her, rubbing eagerly against her slit- She was so wet, so *hot* that the feel of it made her moan in wordless need, feeling cool moss against her toned belly, staining patterns across her slender body. Then she felt it moving up, up to her...

Her...

"Mmmmm!!" Shaylia almost sobbed, biting her ruby-red lips as the ogre's big, heavy cock ground against her rear entrance. *It can't go in there...It- It's too *big*...* she thought, alarm flickering in her eyes- But the ogre knew it too, and she gasped in relief as it tugged away- And, a moment later, sank into her pussy.

"Bite down on somethin' girliee," she heard, a moment before the ogre's hands closed on her hips, and...

"AAAAHHHH!" a long, oddly modulated shriek of mingled agony and release rippped from her throat as the Ogre's cock drove into her, sliding into slowly, deliciously, with a wet, dirty squelch, all the way to its grimy balls. Shaylia's mouth parted, her face contorting in extreme effort as she felt herself stretching, her pussy clenching the club sawing into her like a sheath. If she wasn't so wet already, if she didn't have so much HP, it would have hurt more- But she could take it and she *would* take it, all twenty hit-dice of mature ogre bull.

"Oh..." she panted, her mouth open, tongue hanging out, slick with sweat. "Oh, it's so- Ah!- big! It's like a *tree*...!" Impaled, Shaylia mewled as she writhed on the ogre's length, feeling it opening her, *parting* her...Wonder of wonder, she could take it, a ogre's strength and a witch's lust finding a way. Her eyelids fluttering, she flashed her conqueror a fetching smile, their hips finally colliding in coitial union, two different species mingling intimately.

It'd knotted her, like a bitch in heat, and she loved every moment of it. The ogre's hands came around, and closed on her full breasts, squeezing them greedily; Aching for love, they filled the thing's paws, the ogre's groping sending another bow-wave of guilty pleasure thrumming through her body.

"Ready to start girlee?" the ogre panted, a new edge in its voice; Both of them moaned as it shifted, the meeting of giant cock and tiny hole good for both parties. Her weight supported by her trembling knees, her crimson tresses thrashing about haphazardly, Shaylia nodded, her arms clenching the log in a white-knuckled grip. "Do it," she hissed, her voice hoarse, almost savage. "*Fuck* me, now!"

 

[Bsquad]

He laughed loudly at the girls command. She didn't need to order him to do what he wanted to do, but he was going to fuck her. He let his immense member remain where it was in her almost painfully tight pussy. He rocked his hips a little and bent low over her body, pressing her down against the log.

"You want me to fuck you girliee? You ain't in a place to give orders." He said and dragged his tounge across her neck. He pulled his hips back preparing to start riding her, but was suprised as she stayed close against him. He frowned, then grined savagly at the thought.

"You tighter than I thought girliee." He said and straightened up, then planted his hands on both her hips in his gnarled hands and looked down at her back with a pleased expression on his face. The dirt on her bare back and buttocks, sticks in her firey hair, it wasn't something that would turn on a human man...but for an ogre, such things just made it more interesting. With a long slow motion he slid his member out until only the head of his cock was within her, then slammed forward with a savage motion. He could feel her pussy begin to losen as he withdrew for another savage thrust, each one become more fluid as she became acclimated to something so beyond her normal scope of cocks.

It wasn't fucking, not as she knew it. It's tempo, each thrust, each slam into her pussy was harder than the last, a frantic race to release his seed inside her. He was ramming his full length inside her with each motion, a sharp grunt punctuating every motion. Beneath him every thrust jarred through the girl's body, he could see the shudders running through her dirt smeared flesh.

The ogre didn't hold himself for long, the raging heat of the girl's pussy, her tight passage, everything compounded together and he couldn't control himself. The tightness in his swaying balls culminated as he exploded inside the witch, but he didn't break his pace, cumming as he rammed into her. It was so sweet he didn't dare stop.

"How...long...you...gonna...last...girliee..." He grunted out between thrusts, feeling his own cum dripping out of her as he kept fucking her wildly.

 

[Bsquad]

Double post

 

[iridium248]

Lost to a haze of ecstasy, Shaylia mewled like a kitten as the ogre mounted her, shivering as the thing's tongue flickered across her neck. "Oh," she gasped, eyes misted, "Oh, yes, you're hurting me-" which cut off into a yelp as the ogre pulled its hips back- tugging her along with it. Her inner muscles clenched the throbbing, burning club within her as tight as a fist, every motion driving another fierce stab of pleasure into her form.

"You tighter than I thought, girlee," she heard the ogre rumble, shifting its grip from her full breasts- drawing a surprised moan- to her hips, fat fingers tightening their hold. Knowing what was coming next, the witch shivered in anticipation, fighting down the howl building in her throat-

"Unnnhhh!!" Shaylia groaned, lissome legs tensing as the ogre slowly, carefully, withdrew, her sheath releasing it only reluctantly. For a moment, she felt her hole gaping and empty, her mouth unwittingly let out a groan and a soft 'no'...But not for long.

A ripping, searing pain ripped through her as the ogre plunged into her silky depths a second time- But this time, she was ready and willing, her pussy clutching the invader tightly, forming a perfect sheath for its pulsing shaft. Her blowjob had lubricated him- No, no, *it*!- enough for the oversized member to fit, forcing her further apart with each savage thrust-

She screamed. She couldn't help it, a loud, wailing cry that pierced the air as the ogre yanked her backward, its cock sliding deep, deeper than ever before. With both hands on her hips for leverage, the ogre started to saw its cock in and out of Shaylia, faster and faster, fucking her forcefully. The witch groaned and pushed back as the ogre filled her, its balls slapping obscenely against her plush rear, making the flesh of her buttocks quaver every time their hips met. It was grunting and grunting, matching her quickening pants, the wet, dirty squelch of their...fluids...mingling as ogre and witch coupled.

Clinging to the log for dear life, almost bucked off with each splitting thrust, Shaylia recoiled from the relentless pounding down below, fighting to stay conscious- Her eyes rolling, tongue lolling out, she couldn't restrain the vulgar exclamations of pleasure from her lips, muttering 'fuck' 'yes' and 'god' like a mantra. Her entire body rippled in motion, shudders running through her flesh as the ogre pounded away at a breakneck speed, snorting like a bull, with a animal strength that no *man* could ever match-

Then she felt the ogre stiffen, felt its breathing take on that strained note that meant- Meant...

"No," Shaylia whimpered, real fear finally cutting through the haze of lust. "Pull it out- I...I'm too *young* to be a mother...Please!!!"

Too late. A mere moment later, the ogre grunted, erupting in an untimely climax. Blast after blast of thick, virile cum pumped into her aching pussy, gushing out the sides once her cavern was filled, drenching her thighs. The sudden, spreading heat made her face color, made her gasp- Then gasp again, as her body shuddered, loving the attention, quickened by the furious pounding; All thought faded as Shaylia sunk into a fugue, where the only thing that mattered was the slapping of flesh and flesh, and the stabs of pleasure that racked her form as the ogre fucked her and fucked her, straining and grunting-

"How...long...you...gonna...last...girlie..." the ogre grunted between thrusts, never slowing even as she started to writhe and twist beneath it, almost...almost...

Answer: Not much longer. Finally, Shaylia felt her form lock up, her back arching powerfully as a fantastic convulsion racked her, in the throes of the greatest climax of her life. Her hair trashed like a living creature, her lungs burning from the force as she came, thrashing and screaming, riding out the ceaseless waves of pleasure pounding into her form. The world went grey, then white- She was dimly aware of sliding nervelessly to the floor, only semi-conscious, the ogre's thick cum flooding out in a lewd, squelching fashion...

-And then, completely, blissfully ravaged, Shaylia the unconquered, fire-witch and swordswoman, drifted into a faint with a small, satisfied sigh, limp and utterly defeated. For now.

 

[Bsquad]

He felt her body collapse beneath him. His final mad thrusting eruption leavingg him feeling exahusted in a way that his simple brain had never truly known before. With a sighing moan he slipped his limp member out of her devistated pussy, leaving his veritable deluge of cum to slowly drain. He looked down at his limp cock and laughed, she'd been good and held up her end of the bargain.

"Heh, you good girliee. Looks like I'm gonna have to let you go, not that I wanna...I'll prolly need you again before long." He said, running a hand over his limp member and wiping off her juices. He reached out a a large grimy had and slapped her ass with a sneering laugh.

"But you prolly never gonna look for a humie man to take care of you are you? You prolly gonna go look'in for some more like me. Heh, two 'o us could really make you happy." He said, with a grin. He reached out and squeezed her ass cheeks, not caring if she could hear his words or not, instead just reveling in the witch's half conscious body, smeared with dirt and his own seed. Slowly, ever so reluctantly he stood up, and stepped back, taking one last look at the witch's prone form bent over the log and his simple mind managed to form the thought of what would happen if a couple of human hunters found her like this.

"You gonna live girliee...you ever need a real ogre again, you know where to find me." He said and bent down, picking up the rippde remains of his hiide pants and fashoning them into a simple loincloth, retrived his club and loped off into the forest, leaving the ravaged witch behind. He had other things to attend to.

Wheither the witch knew it or not, she'd given him the idea that perhaps the humans hadn't been such a bad thing for him after all. After all, there were a lot of farmer's daughters out there...

OOC:

Wow Iridium, I've gotta say you are good. Do you wanna keep this going with more characters or end it?