Wander the Forest

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It'd be different if the villagers were the only ones making fun of you. Your brothers would gladly beat anyone who made fun of their 'little runt' to a pulp. But now your family was against you as well. That was too much to deal with.

You stole a skinning knife few animal hides from the local huntsmen's tavern, seeing as you couldn't bring any belongings you had in your parent's home. And the two of you then leave the village to spend the night in the nearby birch forest.

Late in the evening, you just glare into the campfire, feeling dumb about your decision. Just this morning you were all filled with anticipation about finding your mate, and in less than four hours you managed to ruin your entire life.

Bethilda must have noticed you being glum, because she leaned up against you, resting her head on your shoulder while stroking your thigh.

"You're angry about what happened in the village, aren't you?".

What a dumb question. Of course you were angry! You had a future in that village, and now you were nothing but a stray.

"Yeah, you're almost as angry as that elf was." she continued. "She was sexy though, wasn't she?".

She moved and sat down behind you, still resting her chin on your shoulder while her hand moved up along the thigh, to the base of your crotch. "The tits, the hips, those big, plump lips-... Part of me was hoping you'd jam your cock in her mouth so she'd shut up."

Her hand grasped onto your stiffening cock and slowly yanked it upwards. Surprised, all you could do was to watch in bewilderment. Was this her way of comforting you? Dirty-talk and handjobs?

"It wouldn't be hard to do either, you know. Just grab onto those pointy ears and fuck her face 'til she ran out of air to yell with. Forcing that big, green meat of yours down her throat, making her gag on every word."

Your cock was now rock hard, and she tightened her grip, jacking you off in tune with her heavy breathing. She chuckled, whispering into your ear: "She was your mother, wasn't she? You ever thought about fucking your mommy's pretty little mouth, hmm? Ever thought about her swallowing your thick load or licking your icky little cock clean?".

Those words were more than you could withstand, and your cock starts to throb wildly as it erupts in stream after stream of hot cum, landing on your legs. Bethilda squeezes the final drips out of your dick, before scooping it up with her hand, which she then licks.

"Fuck-... You're a big boy, aren't you?" she scuffed, followed by hungry moans. "Oh, it's been way too long since I last tasted sweet, sweet orc cum."

Exhausted from blowing that load, you just collapse with your head in her lap, and fall asleep while being gently caressed.

• The Next Day