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Naz finally arrives at Krisia Castle. She's spent a whole week chasing the Night Runner.
"It's a proper name," she thinks as the guards open the gates for her.
The shadow-made deer-like creature was really sneaky; Naz only managed to slain it when she cornered it at the end of a dead-end corridor of rock.
The fight was risky, even for a diamond adventurer. She should have asked Pearl or Mika to come with her; maybe next time.
She hears the clicking of heels on stone, meaning the Countess is coming to receive her.
"Adventurer Naz," Countess Leonora addresses the orc.
She stares at her guest up and down. Naz is just what people think of orcs: feral, intense, huge, muscular, sweaty, and smelly, but she's also one of the best at her job.
"Did you slay the beast?" she asks the orc, who is scratching her scalp, showing off her muscular bicep.
"Yup!" Naz roars, as that's just her usual volume. "And it wasn't easy task, I'm tired as all hell!"
Leonora frowns, disturbed by the yelling. At least she doesn't have the typical and difficult-to-understand orc slang.
"You might love to hear that we have also captured the conjurer. He was staying at one of our inns, as if he thought we wouldn't notice. Hohoho!" The noble shakes her head and waves her crimson fan.
Naz checks her out. "Sexy lady!" she thinks.
The Countess is a mature woman who has borne two sons and two daughters, still at the peak of her beauty.
She has long auburn hair, intricately tied up on her head, locks falling over her shoulders and down toward her chest.
Her aquamarine eyes are highlighted by dark eyeshadow and purple mascara, her full lips as red as her fan.
Her body is a feast of curves hidden by a mustard dress with white trim on the neckline and sleeves, and colored designs across the chest and skirt.
She wears a beautiful pendant with an emerald and golden earrings with also the green gemstone.
"Miss Naz?" Leonora turns her head, puzzled by her absent-mindedness.
"Oh! Yeah, yeah. That's great! So the job is finished, right?"
"Yes, of course. But if you're planning on leaving, I can't allow that." Now it's Naz who's perplexed, tense, even. "The sun is falling, and we have a comfortable bed ready for our dear adventurer, who helped us with our little problem."
"Oh! Well, it wasn't really little." She chuckles, her fearsome tusks pointing even more upwards.
"Of course, dear. I was just speaking figuratively."
"Figu... Okay."
"These ladies will take you to your bath. Gods know you need one. Girls!" she calls for her maids, who rush to serve, not as taken aback by the guest's odor as the Countess. "You know what to do."
Naz is happily taken by the women through the castle. They ask her all sorts of questions about her adventures while checking her body, clearly fascinated.
"I've never seen such muscles!" A curvy blonde girl says, holding her dark-green bulging bicep.
"I've never seen someone so tall." A slim brunette tries to reach for her shoulder, failing to do so.
"Ladies, Ladies! There's enough Naz for everyone." She smirks, making them giggle.
They arrive at the guests' bathing area. A huge wash tub, large enough to hold four people, sits in the middle of the room, filled with steaming water.
"What a shame this aroma has to go..." A petite redhead tiptoes to sniff closer to Naz's bristly underarm.
"But we get to bathe her!" The curvier one laughs in delight.
Naz lets them undress her, awaiting the expected-
"OOH MY GOODNESS!" the brunette screams, staring at her huge orc dick, slightly swollen by the female touch Naz's been missing this last week.
"It's... It can't be real!" The chubby blonde holds it. "Look! It's as heavy as a sack of carrots!"
The redhead quickly joins her hands with her friend's, looking up at the orc, who flashes her a wide, shiny smile.
"It is, and it's all yours..."
The maids lock the door, making sure no one will bother them, then they swarm the adventurer, getting handsy with her body.
"This butt... so big, so powerful!" The brunette takes a good whiff between her butt cheeks, massaging them with her tiny hands.
"It's growing!" The blonde cheers.
It's true, the orc's cock is expanding to full mast inside the maids' hands, making it impossible for them to circle around its girth.
It twitches and spurts some precum, making the two in front of her yelp.
The redhead rushes to her tip, stopping just to ask the orc's permission with her eyes.
"Don't you stop! Take it!" Naz says, pushing the tiny cutie down on her shaft.
"MHHH!" The redhead chokes on the huge member, cheeks puffing with just the glans.
"How does it taste? As good as it smells?" the blonde interrogates her.
"You can find out for yourself!" the orc makes her kneel to suck on her nutsack. "Ooh... yeaah... this is the reward I needed!" She gasps, staring at the beautiful ceiling mural. "Oh, you too! What a naughty little... UH!" she moans when the brunette submerges between her ass cheeks and starts licking.
The three maids work hard to pleasure the guest.
The redhead is turning red, since she's practicing her insane deepthroat skills with such a monumental green rod.
The blonde is trying to take both testicles inside her mouth, feeling like a squirrel before winter; only these nuts are way tastier.
The brunette is trying the flavor of her rectum, her surprisingly skilled and long tongue piercing through, twisting and turning, massaging her insides.
"Shit... I barely came... all week! I'm about to... Mhh... GRRRR!" she growls as her fat dick swells and explodes with loads of white cream.
The redhead takes it out, receiving the batches on her face, so strong they splash around, making a mess of the posh room.
"Girls! GIRLS! Why did you lock the door?" a mature lady asks from outside.
"AHH!" "Madam Virelli!" "What do we do?"
"GIRLS! OPEN UP IMMEDIATELY!"
"It's my fault, Ma'am! I asked for more privacy! I'm... shy, you know?" Naz answers.
"O-oh... Alright. My apologies, Miss Naz. But please, dismiss the maids. We need them for supper."
"Alright, Ma'am."
The maids sigh relieved, appreciating the orc's help by worshiping her body some more. Then, they clean the semen off the stone tiles.
"Thank you, sex beast." The blonde winks at her as they walk away.
"Miss Naz!" the brunette corrects her, slapping her arm.
"And we're sorry we can't help you bathe..." The redhead smiles faintly.
"No worries, My Ladies. You've done more than enough." Naz winks back.
She is left alone, the place reeking of her spunk. She slowly gets inside the tub and relaxes, enjoying her monthly warm bath.
* * * * *
"Food is served," Madam Virelli says.
The servants reveal the big trails of food. There's roasted meat, bread, stew, cheese, fruits, and honey-glazed desserts Naz has never seen, but which look delightful.
She starts munching, trying to use her limited manners so as not to offend her hosts.
The Count is older than his spouse and much less pleasant-looking. He exchanges pleasantries with Naz and keeps eating his soup.
Three of the Countess's kids have fled the nest, married to other nobles.
Only one remains, the oldest son, who will inherit the land and title.
He's the spitting image of his mother, only with a bit less feminine curves, slightly sharper features, and eyes of a darker blue.
"You have a beautiful home, and... more than helpful maids," Naz says, following the smiling redhead's bum as she leaves the room with a tray of empty plates.
"You are very kind, Miss," the son, called Henrik, says politely.
Naz notices the boy is trying to stay calm, but his eyes keep getting drawn toward her.
"Please, call me Naz."
Henrik clears his throat and nods at the orc, his gaze lowering to her earthy-green rack for a moment.
Naz smirks.
* * * * *
The orc is sitting on the bed, shining her greataxe as the sun disappears through the horizon, when someone knocks.
"Yes?" she asks with her deep voice.
The door opens and the Countess herself appears. She's wearing nothing but a see-through white nightgown. Nothing.
Her big nipples that breastfed four children are showing alongside the curvature of her big breasts. Her feet are bare, and so is the soft tuft of chestnut hair between her legs.
"Do you have a moment... Naz?"
"Of course, beautiful," she answers, dropping the deadly weapon on the rug.
Leonora blushes, then closes the door behind her. Naz's eyebrow rises.
"I... Well, I..."
"I didn't take you as someone who stumbles over her words."
Leonora frowns at her, then looks away. Closing her eyes, she grabs the straps of her garment and slides them down her sensual shoulders. The white gown pools around her feet, and she steps out of it.
Naz's other teeth peek out to join her tusks.
She stands up and undresses as well. Leonora's gaze goes down from her harsh but alluring face to her big, soft breasts; then it finds her flaccid sex tool, unable to look away from the thick snake.
Naz reaches for the lady with her long, muscular arm, and pulls her closer.
Leonora shifts nervously: "How can you still smell?"
"Oh, you don't like my body odor?" Naz asks.
Leonora presses her lips together; the gesture says enough.
Naz sits her on her muscular lap and holds her head.
"Mhh! MHH!" the Countess moans enchantingly as Naz pushes her huge tongue inside her noble mouth.
Leonora's smaller one is not match for the orc's huge muscle, her strong taste soon spread all over the woman's cavity.
"Ahh!" she gasps once she's liberated, taking deep breaths. Her beautiful eyes slowly meet the orc's dark ones.
Naz grabs her by the underarms and lifts her with ease. Her full breasts are now perfectly positioned to suck on them, and so does she.
"Oh, Gods!" Leonora groans as Naz latches onto her tit, that powerful tongue passing over her hardening nipple again and again, making her lose her composure.
"Mhh... The Countess tastes so good... Does she still produce milk?"
"N-no! Of course not, it's been y-eeaaaahhh!" she cries as Naz presses on her boob, skillfully milking it.
Leonora was wrong; it might be her hormones going crazy due to this sexy beast that crossed her path, but her udder produces drops of milk, which Naz drinks with delighted moans.
"You ca- Aaah!"
"You came to me, Leonora..." Naz rasps. "Now you belong to me, at least until I'm satisfied."
"Oh!" she exclaims as her body is thrown on the bed, which already reeks of orc.
She is pushed to the end of the mattress, and Naz drops her head over her private parts.
"B-be... gentle..."
"Oh, My Lady... You didn't knock on my door so I would be gentle."
She fiercely bites down on her pussy, sucking her pink labia and licking her holes.
"Oh... my... MHHH!" Leonora manages to cover her mouth before she wakes up the whole castle.
"Don't... lick, lick, worry, gorgeous. They will think suck! a maid has sneaked in for a night of passion. Maybe more than one? Lick, lick, lick."
Leonora keeps screaming into her hand, the other kneading the milky breast.
Naz is holding her thighs with her huge, calloused hands.
Leonora thinks about her Godfrey. He could have never made her feel this way. She appreciates and even loves him for being a good husband and father, and she loves him more now that he bade her farewell and wished her a good time before departing to meet this... sex goddess.
Leonora holds Naz's braids cums, legs shaking around the orc's broad neck, vulva churning under her tongue's harsh pummeling.
"You taste like strawberries, sexy," Naz comments, making her cover her eyes instead of her mouth.
Leonora feels the bed sinking, and then the strong, smelly orc woman is on top of her.
She lifts her arms and sniffs her cavities, which have formed a thin film of sweat.
"Oh, you are still in heat, you slut."
Leonora stifles a scream while the orc slurps on her pits, keeping her arms over her head while she moves from one underarm to the other.
"Open that mouth, sweet thing. Taste yourself," she orders the high-ranking lady, who obeys.
Naz drops a string of thick saliva on her mouth, which she moves around with her tongue while her lover circles around her, the smelly shaft dangerously close to her face.
"Why don't you..." Naz passes her arms under the Countess's back, "return the favor?"
She turns them around, Leonora's face falling on the orc's thick bush. She sniffs on it the smell she complained about hours ago and melts.
Her hands travel through the mattress and find her hard rod. "So warm... So heavy..."
She pulls it down and meets the tip with her lips.
"Ooh... such cute kisses. But why don't you... SHOVE, take it down your throat!?"
She forces Leonora to swallow the huge rod, which is luckily covered in its own juices and easily passes down her gullet.
Naz's hand keeps moving the Countess's head, the loud gagging noises sounding like music to her ears.
While she enjoys the rough deepthroat, she does her own thing to that tidy aristocratic cunt.
Leonora's groans reverberate all over her length, a bonus to the already deep and sloppy blowjob.
"Yeah... You are an experienced... bitch!"
The woman is so busy not choking to death on the flavorful dick that she doesn't even mind the name-calling.
Naz lifts her hand, and Leonora slowly takes the sex organ out of her windpipe, finally freeing herself and breathing the foul air of the room, which feels fresh after a session of cock-warming.
Naz sits up, dropping the Countess on fours in front of her, her dripping privates presented to the orc who owns her tonight.
"You want this dick in your pussy? Huh?" Naz asks while moving her hips, making the respected lady grind on her orc rod.
"Mhh... I... I do..."
"Then beg!" Naz roars, spanking her butt harshly.
Leonora is shocked for a moment. She's never received a spank. She looks back with a strange look and receives another one, which makes her flinch.
"Mhh... Please... fuck me... with that orcstick!"
Naz bursts into laughter, massaging her new whore's ample rear. "If you insist..." she whispers.
She kneels on the soft bed and lifts Leonora's butt higher. Her penis is spurting precum all over the mature woman's lower back. Naz has to move back to take it against the mature lady's folds.
"I wanna hear it again. SPANK!"
"Please, fuck me deep and hard with that magnificent green dick!"
Naz lets out another hearty laugh, then shoves it in.
"OH! MY! GODS!" Leonora yells, to hell with the castle inhabitants.
"Fuck! You sure you... had four kids? You're clenching on... my rod... so hard!"
The orc starts thrusting, holding her lover's waist firmly.
Leonora bites down on the stinky sheets, grabbing them with her hands too. Her canal... she's destroying it! Molding it with her impossible cock! It should ruin her! Why does it feel so...
"AH! AH! AAAAAHHHH!" She cums, vagina twitching around Naz's pride.
"Second of the night, huh? Well, there's plenty to go. HUMPF, HUMPF!"
* * * * *
"You... stamina... OH!" Leonora groans under Naz, who has covered her with her sweaty body and is rocking her hips over her.
"Mhh!" The orc kneels up.
She grabs her sex partner's heels and puts them above her head.
"IAAAH!"
"I knew you were flexible. S-grade breeding material. HUMPF!"
She now thrusts down, punishing that swollen cervix, making the woman-turned-pretzel cry her plentiful orgasms out loud.
"Don't worry, girl!" She wipes her face with her arm. "I'm about to ejaculate, deep in your womb! Give you an orc baby... you can be proud of!"
The orc drops down again, putting more pressure in her already intricate position, and smashes her hips hard, grunting over Leonora, whose face is smothered under a pile of orc tit.
"Yes! Yes! YEEEEESSSSSSHHHH!" the once-graceful woman now howls like the bitch in heat she is as Naz pushes deep inside and cums right into her uterus, filling it up with hot, dense orc jizz.
"MHHH!" Naz grumbles, sweaty face buried in the sheets.
She feels each load as it abandons her and fulfills its purpose of impregnating the sexy lady.
"Aaah..." she sighs, dropping to the side, her long cock bouncing up, spurting the last shots of white cream all over the pair.
"Oh... my..." Leonora mutters, sweaty and shocked, eyes wide open and chest heaving.
"Come here, babe." Naz takes her for a cuddle. "Yeah, that's it... You behaved so good... Aren't you happy you came for a visit?"
"Y-yeah..." Leonora starts chuckling like a teenager.
* * * * *
The Queen has left a while ago, staggering and sticky with sweat and orc juices.
Naz exhales, resting on the damp bed, when she hears steps moving closer.
They stop right at her door; she sits up. Moments after, the person leaves.
Naz opens the door and sniffs the air. That individual did not count on the orc's sharp sense of smell.
* * * * *
She's followed the perfume to the castle's undercroft. Following the scent, she reaches a door and opens it.
It's a private leisure room, with ample space and expensive couches around an unlit fireplace.
She closes the door slowly, and stealthily follows the faint moans to one of the couches, looming over it to find Henrik jerking his human dicklet off.
"What do we have here?" Naz asks, an unsettling smirk appearing on her face.
"AAAH!" he shrieks, jumping up and falling to the floor. "You, you..."
"I am here!" She opens her brawny arms.
"You are naked!" He points at her large penis while covering his.
"And so are you! Twinsies! Kinda..." she chuckles, mocking the difference in size.
"You... you can't be here!"
"Oh, stop being a whiner. I just followed the second mysterious visitor of the night."
"Second? Well... you found it, now...!" He stops talking, hypnotized with the penis that's rising above the couch between them. "Oh, lord..."
* * * * *
"That's it! Try to swallow, boy! Don't let it pop out!" Naz barks, hands on her hips, staring down at the young man who's serving as her cock sheath. "I was nice to your mother, but you? I'm gonna unload all my pent-up spunk in your guts! This is my real reward for a week of good work!"
"GHHHH!" Henrik gags around her smelly girth, knowing no one will hear him. That's why he came down here in the first place.
"Come on! Take it all! There's still like three fingers of orc cock waiting for your slobber, pup!"
Henrik holds her quads and pushes upwards, taking the whole thing into his gullet, her swampy balls covering his face.
"By the Gods! I was joking, kiddo! You were born to serve dick, huh!? Come here!"
She grabs him by the legs and turns him upside down, making gravity keep his tight throat around her member.
"Can't breathe? Come on, give me... HUMPF! a fucking moment!"
She fucks the smaller guy's face, sweat and cock juices forming a puddle under them.
"AAAH!" she gasps, finally dropping the noble on the couch.
He catches his breath frantically, hands on his throat. "AAH! You almost killed me!"
"Oh, come on! You loved that, didn't you?" She walks around the couch, her gigantic twitching shaft towering over him. "And we're far from done, sexy."
* * * * *
"Oh, fuck!!" Henrik pants against the couch.
Naz has seized his fat arse, which is clearly inherited from his mother, and she's spearing his butthole with her long tongue.
He cries and moans of pleasure, his hand toying with his erection.
He cums all over the linen, squirming under the orc's grasp.
"Well, that was fast!" she says while savoring her newfound slut's taste in her mouth. "Plenty more to go!"
She passes her arms under his legs and lifts him up.
"Get ready, fuckslut! You are gonna be a whole new man once I'm done with you!"
"Please... Ugh... Too big!"
"Don't lie to me, pussyboy! You were at my door for a reason!"
Naz starts pushing in, his lubed-up hole spreading open for the beefy pole.
"GRRR! AAARGH!" she screams of pleasure as his rectum envelops her hard meat. "Fuck! You also get your tightness from your mother!"
"Wha-AAAAAAH!" he shouts as she starts ravaging his insides.
She has him under her, her sweat soaking his back. Her arms are keeping him folded and her fingers are hooking both corners of his mouth open while her drool falls through her tusks and down to his face.
Her grunts are loud and rough, alongside the plaps and smacks of her tough green skin on his delicate, pale one.
His whimpers, although passionate, are deafened under her majestic mating session.
Henrik's penis cums continuous loads pushed out under pressure, as his prostate is being beaten to a pulp by his top.
His flesh jiggles with each hit of her bulging quads; he's just a toy, a cum dumpster for the tougher woman to use.
"Take my cum! Get pregnant, fuckpig!" Naz screams as she takes him to the hilt and fills his intestines with her gooey seed. "Fuuuuck! Aaaahhhhh..."
She moves to the couch and drops him there, his shithole a fountain of rich baby batter.
"There you go. Next time, knock on the door."
* * * * *
Naz sighs as she gets cozy on the bed once more.
KNOCK, KNOCK!
"By the Gods..." She stands up and walks to the sturdy door with the full moon behind her. "Who in the-"
"Hello, sexy beast..." The blonde smiles.
"Is it a bad time...?" The redhead pouts, biting the tip of her finger innocently.
"My Ladies, come in," Naz gestures for the trio to walk inside.
Once they are in and the door is closed, she throws the brunette on the bed and sits on her face. "Put that tongue to use! You, start riding me. And you, let me..." she easily lifts the redhead to her face and starts eating her cunt.
The blonde moans as she sits on the long rod, still wet with other juices.
Naz reaches behind her to the brunette's wet muff, giving her the pleasure she deserves as the maid devours her butthole. The redhead, supported by her hand and shoulders, keeps screaming, holding the orc's dark hair.
"Mhh! SLURP, SLURP. Faster, Goldilocks!"
"Oh... my... GOOOODS!" said woman moans, burying her face in Naz's sweaty rack while she slaps her fat ass down on those ocher thighs.
Her hand keeps rubbing her clitoris, and she cums quickly, pulling out and dropping a large amount of squirt on the orc's genitals.
"Next!" she says, dropping the redhead down, her saliva creating a perfect slide for such a big object.
"AAAAUUUUUUHHH!" the receiver howls, holding the orc, trembling against her.
"AHH!" Naz turns around, freeing the brunette and taking the one around her cock under her.
She plants her feet and gets on her favorite, a mating press.
The orc starts fucking down mercilessly, spitting on her lover's face as she grunts like a wild animal.
The brunette has knelt between her friend's legs and is eating her ass while she's shagged by the muscular dickgirl, fluids coming down for the former to enjoy.
"AAAAAAAHHH!" the petite girl cums.
Naz moves back, another stream of translucent liquid shooting out of a urethra.
"Next..." Naz says, sounding more tired this time.
She gets on her feet and lifts the brunette, who embraces her neck and licks the inside of the orc's mouth passionately.
Her eyes open wide as she's impaled by the beastly woman.
She is fucked up and down like a rag doll until she cums; her screams probably keeping the Count himself awake.
Sweaty and out of breath, Naz sniffs something other than female sex and her own strong scent.
She pushes the maid onto the bed, making her squeak, and thrusts balls deep, getting her to a second orgasm very quickly.
Popping her dick out of the quivering love tunnel, she turns around. "Madam Virelli, please come in! You won't slip past me with that sweet perfume of yours."
After a moment, the door is opened and the older lady appears. She plays with her graying hair, ashamed.
She's just slightly taller than her redhead subordinate, a bit curvier, with gray eyes that match her hair.
"I was just-"
"Shush. Come here."
With mixed emotions about the way she's being commanded, she closes the door and steps closer, the moonlight bathing her seasoned body.
Naz picks her up, much to her surprise, and starts tonguefucking her mouth.
The aged woman hugs her neck and returns the favor.
The maids stare with their jaws open as the orc takes her to bed.
"Let me, young lady..." Virelli asks.
Naz chuckles, not feeling all that young. She sits down and is gently laid on the mattress.
Madam Virelly turns around, presents her big butt, holds the soaked member, and sits all the way down.
"OW! What...?"
"Shush," the head maid retaliates, and starts bouncing on the hung orc.
"No way." "Madam Virelly?" The maids stare, amused.
"Ahh... You are not... the only ones with a vagina, ladies."
The mature lady speeds up, swallowing Naz with ease, massaging her whole length with an incredibly experienced pussy.
Naz holds her by the hips, the new support allowing Virelly to touch her clit in circles.
Both their moans get louder, the wet noises and occasional queefs faster, until the cowgirl pushes down, letting out a last holler while Naz breeds her demanding womb.
* * * * *
Naz puts her belongings on the carriage that will take her back to the guild; a last thanks from the noble house.
"Come back whenever you want, dear," Leonora says, standing next to her husband.
"Maybe... we can go visit her sometime," Henrik shrugs, staring at the orc.
"Anytime, dears. Well, family... It's been a pleasure," Naz nods, gifting them a last smirk, and gets in the vehicle.
"An absolute pleasure..." Virelly says, blowing her nose.
The other maids wave goodbye as the orc disappears over the horizon, wondering what her next adventure will bring.
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