Aya followed the two ogres into their camp, her tail swinging side to side as she checked out her surroundings. This was her first time being in an ogre camp, and she wasn’t quite sure what to expect. The two males seemed friendly enough, and she felt in her core she could trust them, at least for a single night. She would just have to watch her belongings - especially her weapon - quite closely as she slept.
She was feeling quite famished after the battle against the blackfurs, and was feeling quite relieved that she would be able to relax at a camp to finally enjoy a hearty meal. Tor’Ko and Hazi’Roh, the two ogres that assisted her, were chatting away in front of her, both seemingly like they were bragging about how well they fared in the battle just now. She scoffed, almost rolling her eyes. This is why she usually preferred the company of women. They were gentle, loving, and didn’t try to flex their muscles at every given moment. Though, if she were to admit it to herself, she did find both ogres quite attractive. Both males had matching red horns, and well cut armor, enough for flexibility during battles and protection against foes. She could spy some muscle underneath, especially when they had flexed their arms while swinging against the blackfurs, and she couldn’t help but wonder what they were hiding underneath.
She shook her head. This wasn’t the time to be thinking of the body of strangers. She would take advantage of their hospitality, and continue on her journey the next morning.
It didn’t take long for them to arrive at camp, in which she could spy a total of around a dozen members, all seemingly like well-honed warriors. She stayed quiet as she followed the two males to a firepit, where they dropped the result of their hunt onto the ground as they began to prepare the fire. She was quite adept at making a fire, especially as a scaleskin, but when she offered, the two men shook their heads and told her to just wait for the food.
She grumbled to herself and crossed her arms. She hated being treated like a little kid, or someone who wasn’t capable of fending for herself. She was a warrior, and deserved to be respected as one! She couldn’t help but wish she was able to take on the blackfurs herself. There were too many for one person to handle, no matter how strong they were. She had needed assistance, and was glad the two ogres were nearby to hear her cries.
She had to admit the two males knew exactly how to set up a campfire, because it was done in an instant, and she was surrounded by the warmth and sounds of a crackling fire. “See? Gotta let the men get it done.” Hazi’Roh teased.
She rolled her eyes at him, making sure he could see her do so. “I could’ve done that much faster, if you had just let me.”
“Oh? Want me to extinguish the flames so you can show us your skills?” Hazi’Roh asked, crossing his arms as he peered down at her.
“Treat the lady with some respect.” Tor’Ko said, already beginning to skin their kills. She couldn’t help but watch how delicate he was with the knife, like he had done this thousands of times before.
“I don’t need you to stand up for me.” She grumbled, though was a bit flattered.
“Yeah, leave her alone!” Hazi’Roh grinned widely. “She likes me better anyways.”
She scoffed loudly. “I don’t like either of you.” She scooted closer to the fire, and watched as the two males began to roast their kill. It was nice being taken care of for once. She was so used to being out in the wild by herself, without any semblance of company. She knew it was the reason why she asked to stay with them that night. Yes, she was tired, but she also missed talking to other people, or at least watching them interact with each other.
“So, tell me more about yourself. What brings you to our part of the woods?” Hazi’Roh asked, getting a bit too close to her as he sat down. He pulled some of his armor off as he spoke, which drew her attention to the flexing of his well-toned muscles. She looked away, pretending like she hadn’t noticed.
“I knew there were good beasts to hunt.” She shrugged. “It’s what I’m good at.”
“Seems like you bit off more than you could chew, though.” He smirked.
She felt anger course through her. She wanted to hit him for being so smug. “Are you always this obnoxious?”
“He is.” Tor’Ko nodded as he flipped the meat. “Imagine living with him full time, it’ll drive you crazy.” She imagined living with a clan of ogres, and wondered what it would be like, to be surrounded by family like this. She almost felt a pang of jealousy.
“Hey, you’re the one who asked me to be your hunting buddy!” Hazi’Roh announced, and seemed to lean even closer to her. She felt some of her tension ease away. She was usually pretty good at reading people, and she could tell that this banter was part of their usual routine, with neither meaning anything by it. She felt comfortable around these two, and could tell by their body language they were both trying to gain her good will, and her attention.
“A decision I regret every day.” Tor’Ko joked. Before anyone could reply, he skewered the meat, and handed it to the two of them. “Food’s ready.”
She couldn’t help but greedily take it from him, the aroma smelt intoxicating to one who hadn’t had a meal for what felt like days. “Thank you, Tor’Ko.” She tore through the meat immediately, and noticed she was being watched by the two men, who after a few seconds of silence, began to eat their own part of the meal.
All three were silent until they devoured most of the cooked food, and Aya breathed out a deep sigh of contentment when she finished. This was exactly what she had needed.
The silence was interrupted by Hazi’Roh, who asked, “who do you like better, Aya, me or Tor’Ko?”
She was shocked. “Like better in what way?” She thought for a second. “I think I dislike the two of you equally.”
“Well, if the lady can’t decide, I think our fists should.” Hazi’Roh said seriously as he faced his partner.
She gasped. “You can’t be serious!” Tor’Ko ignored her and stood up, patting his trousers as he did.
“It seems we both desire her, this will be the best way to resolve the issue.” He immediately moved to take off his top, which revealed a chiseled chest underneath, honed by years of training. Hazi’Roh moved to do the same, showing off an equally impressive upper body, with hair that pointed straight down his middle. She gulped. This wasn’t going to be good.
Hazi’Roh didn’t waste a second. He charged into Tor’Ko faster than she could see, and knocked him onto the floor. Tor’Ko was equally as fast, and pushed the other male onto the ground, with Tor’Ko wrapping his legs around him as he used his own body as leverage to keep him on the ground. He pushed Hazi’Roh hard against the cheek, making a loud noise Aya was sure the rest of the camp could hear.
No one came to help, though, and she realized at once this must be pretty frequent in the ogre camp. Fists seem to be how they solve most of their problems. She was beginning to think Tor’Ko would be the winner when Hazi’Roh bent his knees and pushed so hard he raised both men off the floor, letting him land on his own two feet.
She had expected a mark against his face from the punch, but couldn’t see anything there. Damn, these two males must be pretty powerful. Hazi’Roh teased Tor’Ko by indenting his fingers, giving him a cheeky grin. Tor’Ko rushed forwards and attacked, but missed Hazi’Roh’s legs as he tripped him over, causing Tor’Ko to fall onto the ground. Tor’Ko made a loud ‘oof’ sound as he landed. She stood up subconsciously, wondering if he was okay.
Hazi’Roh took this chance to jump on top of Tor’Ko’s fallen body, and pull his right arm back in an uncomfortable angle while pushing his knees into Tor’Ko’s back. Tor’Ko let out a loud grunt of pain, which made Hazi’Roh push even harder. “Do you give up?” He whispered against Tor’Ko’s straining body.
Tor’Ko grunted loudly, like he was trying to endure. A few seconds later though, he nodded, and said, “yes, release me!”
Hazi’Roh grinned his widest grin yet, and let Tor’Ko go. He turned to look at Aya at once. “It seems you are my prize.”
She was shocked when she saw how cozy it was inside, with lots of pelts and wooden pieces, making it feel quite warm and safe. He dropped her onto a bed, and moved to take off his trousers, revealing all of his body. She watched in shock as he stripped, showing off the rest of his well-toned physique. He looked so powerful, and his dick was already erect, bigger than she’d remember ever fitting inside of her.
He stroked it as he watched her. “It was sexy watching you fight those blackfurs on your own.” He said. “I was quite impressed.”
She didn’t think something so nice would ever come out of his mouth like that. “... thank you.” She murmured, feeling quite shy all of a sudden. She couldn’t help it, it has been quite a while since she’d been properly fucked, and she knew this ogre would be able to satisfy her. She was getting quite turned on just thinking about it. It was even hotter knowing she was able to get him so hard while she was still fully dressed.
She decided to stop fighting him, and let him pull her arm bands off one by one, then moved to her boots. He did it so gently she wondered if his tough exterior was all an act. He moved onto her pants, then undid her belt, his face furrowed in concentration the entire time. She almost wished for more contact as she watched his concentrated face. She wanted to know how it would feel to have his fangs against her mouth.
He seemed to be able to read her mind, because he looked up at her, and moved up her body to place his mouth against hers’. It was gentle at first, like he was gauging her reaction, but became more hungry when he realized she wasn’t going to push him away. His mouth opened as he consumed her, pressing his body against hers as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. She let out an involuntary moan as she felt the dominance of his body, and let him in, pushing her own tongue against his as they felt each other for the first time. Her body seemed to breathe out a sigh of relief as she felt it, something she didn’t realize she needed.
As they continued to kiss, he lifted her shirt from underneath her, breaking their kiss only for a second as it moved past her head. She laid there in her underthings, looking up at him as she wondered what he was going to do next. He removed the cloth she wrapped around her breasts while she battled, staring at her the entire time. His pupils were dilated, and he looked ravenous as he studied her body. She almost squirmed under him, not able to take all of his attention like this. She wasn’t used to having so much attention at one time, it was unusual, but also making her so freaking horny.
He reached down and put a nipple in his mouth, sucking and lapping at it as she moaned underneath him. It felt so good, better than she imagined. He reached his other hand out and began to play with her other nipple, squeezing and pinching it as her tail wrapped around his back, pushing him even tighter against her. His other hand moved down, reaching her already wet pussy as he pushed the fabric aside to feel her.
He stopped sucking for a second to look up at her face, which was now completely flushed. “You didn’t tell me how wet you were, naughty girl.” He grinned. She couldn’t tell if his confidence turned her on, frustrated her, or both.
Her face turned even brighter. “I’m not wet!” He tsked and swirled two fingers against her sex, then reached upwards to show her how gooey his fingers now were, coated with her cum.
“Suck.” He commanded, and pushed two fingers into her lips. She was so turned on she couldn’t deny him, and swirled her tongue against his fingers, tasting her own juices. It was salty and sweet, and it made her even more wet as she realized how filthy she was being.
He moved up her body and kissed her again, this time rocking his cock against her entrance, teasing her. “Your pussy is desperate for this, isn’t it?”
She closed her eyes tight and shook her head, never wanting to admit it. The feeling of his hard length moving back and forth against her pussy, occasionally hitting her clit, was complete ecstasy, and all she could think about was how it would feel deep inside of her. He continued to rub back and forth, waiting for her response. She bit her lip and opened her eyes. “Why aren’t you doing it?” She complained, sounding a bit whiny, even to herself.
“I want you to beg for my cock.” He said with a confident smirk.
“You’re such an ass!” She complained.
“That’s not how you beg.” He tsked as he pressed particularly hard into her clit. She moaned, and tried to rock against him.
“Please… Hazi’Roh. Just fuck me already.” She admitted. She never thought she would beg a stranger to fuck her, but her horny mind was making her feel desperate, like she would do anything to get the pleasure she needed.
He didn’t waste a second before he aligned himself against her entrance and slid right in. She gasped out loud, her eyes rolling back as he fitted himself all the way inside of her in one stroke. “Fuck!” She cried out, not caring that the whole clan could be listening in on them.
“You’re so wet… so tight.” He grunted, looking down to watch her reactions.
He pulled all the way out, waited for a second, and then slammed inside. She gasped, and wrapped her legs around him, pulling him tighter. “More… faster!” She demanded, and he complied once more, pulling all the way out and slamming back in with one hard stroke. He pounded into her so hard the whole yurt seemed to move alongside them. She had to grab onto a pelt to stop herself from moving too much.
Their bodies moved against each other as he began to find a tempo, thrusting into her over and over as she tried to match his rhythm. She moaned over and over with every thrust, her eyes closed as she focused on all of the sensations. She barely knew where she was anymore, and just knew she needed more of his cock. More of anything he could provide for her. “Don’t stop!” She commanded. She reached her hand down and began to circle her clit to match his thrusting. She was so close, and she desperately needed to get herself over the edge.
“Rub it harder, you little slut.” He said against her pointed ear, giving it a long lick as he thrusted into her. She couldn’t take it, the sensations were too much. She increased her circling, faster than she’d ever done before, and cried out as she felt herself finally reach the edge. She screamed as her pussy clamped around him, squeezing him over and over as he continued to pound inside. She cried out his name, and he closed his eyes as he felt the sensations of her tightening around him. “Fuck, you’re so fucking tight.” He groaned loudly.
“I’m cumming.” He roared, as he slammed harder than he had before, and came, mixing his fluids with hers as waves and waves of cum filled her womb over and over.
They both panted as they rode their orgasms, eventually calming down enough to open their eyes once more to look at each other. He stroked her black hair, twirling it between his fingers as he popped out of her. She could barely move her body, and remained laying there, not sure what she could possibly say to him now.
She had assumed he would leave her there, or even kick her out after being satisfied from her body. Instead, he laid next to her, pulled a blanket over their bodies, and pulled her close. He was warm and smelt like sweat and sex, making her feel safe and gooey inside. She couldn’t remember the last time she cuddled someone, certainly not after having such an intense orgasm.
“Rest now, little one.” He said. “You’ll have to gain enough energy for round two tomorrow.”
She choked out a laugh. “Round two, huh?”
“Shh…” He said, and began to pet her hair, occasionally grazing against her horn from time to time. The sensations felt so good she could feel herself begin to fall asleep, with the warmth of his body against her.
“Goodnight Hazi’Roh.” She murmured against his chest.
“Goodnight.” He whispered back.