The Realm of Order and Chaos Pt. 02

The orc alpha took her undergarments off with little effort, squeezing her bare ass cheek with impressive strength, reddening her skin before massaging his finger against her ass, feeling her melt at the touch. "Yes sir." Lyra teased, her cock throbbing against both of their abdomens as she laid on top of the powerful orc.

Before he knew it, Orien was beside them and pressing her perfect, freckled body against Kilroy's empty side, forcing his other hand around her backside. His large green arms hugged both of the women tightly to his body, enjoying their warmth.

Kilroy's hand wandered up and down Orien's spine, rubbing his knuckles against the bones in her spine, gently massaging her skin. "So Orien, have you decided which orc is going to marry you?" He asked teasingly, knowing Lyra would have something to say to that.

The orc woman continued casually stroking him off, enjoying the feel of his strong libido in the palm of her hand. "Obviously this girl wants the one with the biggest, darkest dick." Lyra even blushed saying it out loud. "I won't get in the way of my chieftain."

Orien stammered trying to reply. "T-that's not true." Her face burned hot with pumping blood.

"I'll be happy to eat her out for you, if you want." Lyra sounded like she was trying to become Kilroy's second bottom. He wasn't sure if he believed her enthusiasm, but decided to play along.

Orien glanced at Lyra's throbbing cock as it thumped against Kilroy's leg, then her hanging tits, pressing into his thick biceps. She felt hot and bothered just looking at her, even though Orien normally didn't look at women like that. Kilroy finally responded. "Why don't you get acquainted with me, Orien. Lyra will take care of you."

Lyra peeled herself away, while Kilroy pulled the Human girl to the center of his chest, resting her waist close to his, the heat coming off his cock warming her nethers, her insides wet for him. "I have to properly reward you for joining us so easily." His big, meaty hands massaged her tits, pressing and squeezing her nipples as teasingly as he could, taking it easy on her. You could barely tell by her reaction, her face and chest flush with arousal. "Try sucking it first." He suggested, while she grinded her pussy lips against his rock hard cock. Her warm juices rolled down his shaft, Orien's breath picking up while she stared longingly into his eyes.

Orien heeded his advice, taking it like a command. She used her hands to crawl down his body, ending up between his legs once he stretched them to accommodate her. His thick thighs kept her legs warm, while her hands found themselves in his hairy package, staring at every inch and crevice, admiring his veins and size. She stroked his member and couldn't believe it was real. Before she knew it, Lyra was pulling her into the position she wanted her to be in. Orien ended up on all fours, the orc woman burying her face in Orien's pussy. In front of the Human's face hovered Kilroy's impressive cock, while she contemplated trying to take this inside of her body. Orien felt a flutter of fright in her heart, but it didn't last.

Soon his hands found her face, his fingers brushing at her cheeks and petting her hair. Lyra was already encircling her snatch with her thick tongue, pressing inside and tasting her sweet everything. Orien moaned, never feeling like this before. She grabbed the base of Kilroy's shaft, before grabbing his leaking tip with her lips, sucking while her tongue wrapped itself around the rim, massaging up and down the sensitive area. "Orien's a cockhungry girl, isn't she?" He teased, hands moving to her red curly hair.

Lyra felt her snatch respond to his words, flooding her tongue with fresh juices inside. Lyra wrapped both of her hands around Orien's ass, pulling her slit apart to cover her most sensitive parts in loving pleasure. Lyra's cock was throbbing like crazy, leaking pre-cum on the ground in a tiny puddle.

Each girl grew intense with their task as time went on, Orien taking more and more of Kilroy's cock through short and concentrated pumps of her head, wetting his flesh with her saliva to make her task easier. Soon Kilroy's hands just held back her falling hair, rubbing her forehead sensually, his lower fingers tightening in her hair, wanting to force his dick down her throat but resisting the urge. He didn't know how much the poor girl could take.

Orien's tightening hand at his base had her saliva drip on it, as she worked her way down his length through hard work and determination. She shuttered on his shaft, responding to Lyra's work. Orien started swallowing a huge swath of his soaking member, cramming it into her throat, drinking his precum like a dessert. His cock tightened and throbbed inside of her, over and over, each time she wondered if his release would spill into her belly. Soon she lost herself to the drink from earlier, and the lust reprogrammed her brain. Orien had never been able to connect to this part of herself, that she hid for so long, it was the best feeling she could imagine finally indulging it. She wanted to taste this orc's cum in her mouth, that's all she cared about anymore. Orien's hand at the bottom of his shaft began stroking the long, girthy cock while her mouth tried to cover the rest, her red lips gripping tightly while her cheeks sucked in, pushing him closer. Her other hand made a fist, thumb pressed in the middle of it, suppressing her gag reflex.

Orien forced her lips up and down his flesh, his burning hot presence pulling her closer while she stared up his rippled green chest, her innocent green eyes fixated on his while she continued blowing him. Finally Kilroy's hands on her head took a strong grip to prevent her from moving, while he thrusted into her waiting lips, fucking her mouth at the same speed she was sucking a moment before. She let go of his cock and grabbed his muscled thighs with both hands, letting him thrust into her mouth freely. Orien had to focus on Kilroy, otherwise Lyra would have already made her cum with her constant tonguing assault on her womanhood.

Orien's tongue hungrily lapped up and down on the excited member as it bounced in and out. The redhead kept her gaze fixated on the orc male, her snatch overwhelmed with sensation from Lyra. Orien's eyes rolled into the back of her head as an orgasm shuddered throughout her legs, and Kilroy began filling her mouth with a healthy load of cum.

The redhead girl wrapped her tongue longingly around the crown of his cock while his burning hot cum filled her mouth, she made sure she retrieved every last drop before pulling her mouth off the still throbbing hard cock, rolling it around on her tongue before she swallowed.

It tasted so strange to her, but there was nothing in the world stopping her from taking every drop she could get. She ran her tongue thoroughly over his throbbing dick. Before she knew it, she was out of breath, tearing her lips away to fill her lungs, her breaths teasing Kilroy's cock. "I want this inside of me." Orien said, staring at his member with obvious desire.

Kilroy sat up, pressing his cock against her stomach, his legs against hers, before he pushed her to her back to the floor and planted himself on top of the girl. Lyra was sitting on the side, watching them for a moment.

Orien looked up at her chieftain with Kilroy's giant physique inches away from her, while he lined his green cock up against her pink pussy. By now, the aphrodisiac naturally in orc semen would be activating inside of her stomach. Her body flushed with blood, especially her groin. Her tits perked up, nipples hard as ice, while her hole was overflowing with natural lube, wetting the tip of his cock just by lining it up with her insides. She grabbed the thick hair in his chest, weakly trying to pull him against her. "Fill me up, Kilroy, I want you." She begged, putting her arms underneath her knees and holding them in place so the Orc chieftain could ravage her.

Kilroy grabbed her tits, playing with her nipples. The new sensations inside of her body made the feeling so much stronger, forcing a lewd moan out of the girl, and then his member slowly pushed its way inside of her, her voice letting out an orgasmic mewl. Lyra continued stroking herself, watching Kilroy slowly press into the virgin Human.

Kilroy forced his cock into her soaking hole, fighting for every inch. Eventually he buried his entire length in her, feeling her insides squeeze his flesh like a vice, moans filling the air with the vapor of her breath, while he stared at her blushing face. He continued massaging her nipples, his member throbbing like crazy while buried in her pussy. Her eyes were firmly planted on the cave roof above her, the battle of senses beginning to turn her brain animalistic, where the only thing that existed was her pleasure.

Her hands tightened the grip on her legs, the massive cock inside her making her feel a pleasure she never thought imaginable, his cock was like lava as it stretched her wide. She was already feeling empty and longing for more as he pulled out.

Kilroy began a soft rhythm, letting her insides adjust to his size. Orien was enamored, she couldn't help but moan as her tight hole was overfilled. Her insides gushed, softening the girthy member.

The Orc chieftain moved one hand to her lower abdomen, while the other grabbed her throat and tightened ever so slightly while he thrusted balls deep inside of her pussy. "Do you want to have my child, Orien?"

Orien's eyes rolled back into her head, tongue hanging out of her mouth, breath forming a cloud as the night grew colder. She was locked into an orgasmic expression, unable to speak. "Yes Kilroy... Ah!" The girl could barely get it out.

Kilroy smirked, and kept pounding away, feeling his orgasm slowly begin to build in his balls. "That might take hours." He didn't plan on impregnating her that easily.

Even the most virtle Orcs had to cum five or ten times before they stopped firing blanks. He tightened his grip on her neck, not depleting her air but applying a healthy amount of pressure. Her slit was leaking everywhere covering his green shaft, even his balls were wet, slapping against her. Her womanhood was bald, as if she knew this was going to happen. Kilroy pressed his cock balls deep inside her, watching as her expression exploded with pleasure. "You're never gonna fuck a human after this." Kilroy started playing with her clit with his free hand, and a few thrusts later her entire body shivered in an orgasm.

Orien screamed uncontrollably, the orc dominating her didn't let up for a second. He fucked her all the way through her body shaking, feeling his cock hit spots so deep she didn't think it was possible. She saw stars in her eyes, staring at the cave ceiling in awe. Her grip on her legs faltered, while sensations throughout her body numbed her with warmth and pleasure.

Kilroy could feel the cum churning in his balls, her shuddering orgasm bringing him closer and closer. He picked up his pace, wanting to fill her pussy with his cum. His grip tightened again, this time siphoning away her breath. His breathing heightened, groaning audibly the faster he fucked her silly.

Lyra could tell Kilroy was close, she had been stroking herself watching the two, but after realizing he was about to fill her Human pussy with Orc cum, cum shot abruptly out of the tip of her dick, covering her shaft and hand in it as she kept stroking herself.

The tip of Kilroy's cock twitched and fired, filling the tiny space in her stuffed box with Orc cum. He couldn't stop fucking her, each time he pulled out more poured down her pussy lips, down her inner thighs and trickling off her ass. While each forward thrust pushed it deeper inside her, a pool of cum formed in front of her cervix, before long there was so much of it, the cum started pouring out of any crack between his cock and her stretched walls. Once Kilroy felt the end of his cock spasming, he pulled out the rock hard cock and got a good look at her ever so slightly open pussy, nothing but white cum and pink flesh visible. He released his grip on her throat, and sat down on the fur bedroll, the beads of sweat on his ass wiped away. His cock was still hard, throbbing, covered in cum and pussy juice. He finally looked away from Orien and toward Lyra, watching the Orc female lick her own cum off her hand. "Come clean my cock, Lyra, I don't think Orien's gonna be up and at it for the rest of the night."

Lyra smiled seductively. "I thought you'd never ask, chieftain." She crawled over on all fours, before sitting in front of the sweaty Orc male. She used her mouth like a vacuum, cleaning off his cum and Orien's pussy juices. They mixed together with her saliva before she swallowed. "Mm, delicious." Lyra murmured with Kilroy's cock in her mouth.

Kilroy looked up while Lyra moved on to garguling the girl cum off his balls, noticing a figure move toward their camp. Something large was slumped over their shoulder, and after a moment he noticed the green skin hue. "Colborn's back, finally."

Colborn returned with a sizable deer, one that might last more than a day for the three-no, that's right, four of them. He eyed Orien, the girl looked as though she had eaten mushroom, staring at the ceiling with her mouth hanging open. He watched Lyra lap at Kilroy's balls with a neutral expression. "Fun night, chieftain?" He laid the carcass on the other side of the cave mouth, starting a second fire with a pile of wood and stones.

"Well I haven't fucked my favorite yet, but yeah you could say that." Kilroy looked down at Lyra once he felt his groin was licked clean to his satisfaction. "Alright Lyra, help Colborn skin and cook that deer."

Lyra slowly pulled her mouth away from his balls, almost disappointed. "Fine..."

Kilroy seemed amused at her response. "Are you sad I didn't ask you to clean Orien's pussy of my cum?"

"Yeah, actually, but that's fine, I got a good taste of it already." She redressed herself while joining Colborn at the second fire.

Kilroy watched his bottom and Lyra begin to cut the skin off the deer, his shaft softened slowly. He turned back to Orien, grabbing her pale white ankles with dark green hands and pulled her close enough to wrap his arm under her back, lifting her up to sit on his naked lap, softening cock pressed against her belly. His cum started dripping out of her nethers, onto the furred bedrolls. She was still out of it, but slowly started to come back to reality, as if the high was wearing off. "Kilroy?" She whispered, dazed.

"Yes, you should sleep little one." He put his hand just below her lower lips, feeling his warm cum pool onto it. "You're leaking, by the way."

Orien blushed harder than when she was getting fucked. "I'm sorry." She put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself, before grabbing his cum covered hand and licking every drop off. "It tastes so good, why does it taste so good..." She asked herself.

"Humans and elves always say that." Kilroy mentioned flippantly.

Before long she was on all fours between his legs, licking what dripped out of her pussy on the furred bedroll with a voracious hunger. "It's like the sweetest milk I've ever tasted." Orien's face was bright red at this point, and after there was nothing left to lick, looked up at Kilroy sheepishly. "Sorry." She whispered.

"For what, little one?" Kilroy caressed her check, his sage green hand was much larger, holding half of her face almost.

Orien nuzzled his hand without thinking about it. "I didn't mean to dirty your bed."

"How thoughtful..." He rubbed his thumb against her ghostly white cheek.

She couldn't help but eye his half-hard member. "You could go again couldn't you?"

"Eager girl, aren't you?" He locked eyes with her, examining the orange pupils she exhumed desire through. "But I'll need sleep, unfortunately. Tomorrow we return to town, and find this book."

"Is it that important?" She asked, erasing the tiny distance between them, pressing her petite breasts into his muscled chest, her lower stomach pressing up against his cock, squeezing it between their abdomen. Kilroy's cock throbbed in response, regaining its lost size.

Kilroy smiled and kissed the girl passionately, playing with her Human tongue with his own before breaking away. "Yes, it is."

Orien resisted the urge to pout. "Okay, chieftain."

He laid back slowly, using his arms to brace against the warm bedrolls, while Orien clung to him closely and followed his lead. The two cuddled together and quickly fell asleep together, nude, a few feet away the fire roared and snapped, keeping them warm.

Colborn and Lyra worked the deer down to the bones, cooked themselves a small dinner, but knew better than to disturb the other two, even for a meal. The meat they didn't cook was salted to begin a curing process, keeping it for the foreseeable future. Lyra spoke quietly to Colborn while they both enjoyed a finer cut of meat. "Jealous of Orien?"

Colborn ate his food ravenously, hungry after the day of traveling and night of hunting. "I can tell you are, in both ways." He gave her a knowing look.

"What do you mean- oh, yeah I wanna be fucked by Kilroy and fuck Orien. I guess..." Lyra kept quiet after that.

"That didn't take much." Colborn said, not thinking much about it.

"How many times has Kilroy had you clean his cock after fucking a woman?" Lyra asked.

"None. Usually he shares. Did you piss him off or something?" Colborn was more concerned eating than talking.

Lyra felt her dick stiffen just thinking about Kilroy making her clean him. "I dunno. Doesn't bother me either way." She fibbed.

Colborn finished his piece of meat and grabbed another. "So why are you rock hard right now?" He looked at her bare groin for a moment, unable to stifle a smile.

She tried to hide the rage in her heart. "Nothing. Stop looking at my dick, hungry boy."

"I'm hungry for this deer, that's for sure." He continued eating, growing tired of talking.

It seems they both agreed, and finished eating before joining the other two on the furred bedrolls. Kilroy and Orien clung to each other in a slumber, so they found what space they could and dozed off.

Chapter 4

(MxF)

Aravaris found herself doing what she hated most, brushing every stray hair and loose knot out of her obnoxiously long hair, the platinum blonde hue was too perfect, she always thought to herself. Sometimes the imperfections in life were the most beautiful, the most intricate, the things that captured her attention like no other. She brushed and brushed and brushed until every loose hair was captured and taken away.

A loud knock sucked her out of her own head. "Come in!" She commanded, hearing her door open and close without looking behind her. "Who is it?"

"It's Cirdan, my lady." The male voice was almost genderless, the clearness yet soft delivery deceived many who heard it. "I've come to escort you to the selection ceremony."

"Oh, Cirdan, my old friend. Come in, sit next to me." She insisted, furiously brushing over and over.

He was in full platemail, sword at his hip sheathed, but he obeyed without a word, pulling a chair up to the glamorous dresser and mirror the princess was preparing her image in front of.

Aravaris kept silent almost a minute while Cirdan watched her intricately remove every stray hair from her flowing locks. "Does this make any sense, Cirdan?"

He was taken aback. The blonde man was barely old enough to be a knight serving in the royal guard, by Elvish standards, the same age as the princess herself who was about to be married, both 25 years old. They had hundreds of years of life to look forward to, no great wisdom between the two of them compared to older Elves. "What does my princess mean?" He sounded befuddled.

"Why should I marry my family's greatest enemy just to keep the peace? Should we not instead fight them tooth and nail?" She sounded like she was ready to lead her nation to war.