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Thread: Ogres and Fairies and Bestiality... Oh my?

Ront was absolutely excited that there was somewhere that specialized in orcish foods. He was even more excited to see a well off orcling woman who carried herself very well. Sadly, he only picked up a few of the kind words she spoke to him as she handed him his delicious food. He watched her go about her duties and tried to make small talk with her in between desperate and staving shoveling of foods. Olgar wasn't as lucky as Ront had been. He had graciously accepted Lydaia's hand and offered it the chivalrous peck before letting her take it back. He had admired her greatly, even when the woman in her lap had made herself known. However, the novelty was waining as she spoke of some god she followed. He wasn't the religious type, so this was going down hill already. Olgar was stunned at the affection that the two shared publicly, but then realized, unless this handsome ogress swung both ways, he was just being polite and childishly curious. Boy howdy, did his yellowish cheeks faintly go orange. This was getting to be a waste of time that he had assumed would be a great time. But he did realize her orgish was of a human dialect and terrible to boot, so it spoke to Olgar that she hadn't had the pleasure of growing up in the wilds as he had. The drow was curious in the first place, but moreso to not be cowering around such obviously powerful women. He knew it was a trait of their males to be bitches around... well, the bitches, but this was amusing to say the least. And that soupuss of a human finally broke his silence with a voice that reminded him of Talingo after a binge drinking night gone to the outhouse. It sure grated upon the ears. When Lydaia addressed Olgar once more, he confessed his intentions and curiousities. I'm sorry ma'am, but in all honesty, I had approached you for I've never seen such a handsome ogress as yourself. You don't share many of the curses our giantkin bestow. But I also see that you're quite taken with your companion and I'm not a rude or forceful brute. I thank you for your audience, ma'am. I hope your travels fare you well. he said with a smile. He politely bowed towards the couple and their companions and began to turn to leave.
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The orc girl found herself rather attracted to Ront and would come over to check on him...and bring him free food when she wasn't working. The dwarf lady took off on break and would come back shaved and looking good. Finally, the orc lady would come over on her break and sit down with Ront, removing her apron to show off ample cleavage and an odd necklace with a black and white side to it. You know, Ront, you're kind of cute for a younger fellow. My name is Xiahua. My dad named me, mom helped raise me. She lifted a bit of ice cream to her mouth and licked it off the spoon, showing off a pierced tongue. So, are you in town for very long? Luckily, Xiahua had figured out the orc was going over his head and decided to flirt with the young boy in the Common tongue. Lydaia chuckled at Olgar and then shook her head, I thank you, but I am fully committed to my mate. Without her I do not know where I would be. But, I am sure you can find someone else. I hear there is another half-ogre at the Chancellor's Bar. Perhaps you should check there? If Olgar did go there, he would indeed find another half-ogre...and a Rikki. Rikki was performing on stage before a very enthusiastic audience and racking up a good amount of money and lusty looks. Unlike the rest of the party outside of Talingo Rikki was a rarity. The town was very far inland and water dwelling races rarely, if ever came to the place. And of those most preferred their own company. Rikki was performing while wearing manta-ray leather chaps and a speedo that showed off that his had white on his entire crotch area. His shirt was rather tight too, showing off his glistening black abs, the light playing off the waterproof skin that Rikki had. The half-ogre was not an ogress, and he didn't look too approachable. That would be true about most half-ogres. He wore an eyepatch over one eye and had a broken left tusk. His hair was tied together with a bone instrument and he wore an over sized sawblade on his back, showing off jungle origins. Oddly enough he also seemed to like Rikki's playing and was staring at the Darfellan man while drinking...TEA. The Chancellor's Bar actually served no alcohol. It had a wide variety of fruit and tea drinks though, and a good amount of hookahs and opium pipes. Opium consumption was done away from the main room so that the smoke wouldn't offend anyone else. The place would be a good cruising site for Olgar...especially if he checked with Rikki first and asked for some of that bardic magic. Rikki bowed as he finished and stepped down off the stage for the next act to perform, collecting his money before he waved to Olgar, Hey there boss!
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Olgar was relieved that Lydaia wasn't offended and neither was her mate. He was glad for that seeing as you never knew who would crop up again in one's life in a time of need. He nodded and thanked the ogress for her advice and pardoned himself from her and group. While a little let down, he then realized that it would be his damned luck that the most interesting half-ogress, the only half-ogress he'd met, was a slit licking dyke. He shook his head and laughed while wandering the streets looking for this new place of interest. Meanwhile, Ront was nervously eating his food now. He knew he'd been there long enough for the staff to catch some breaks and do some cleaning, but he had been curious to see what the orcwoman was about. She kept bringing him food, constantly filling his tankard, and talking in Common more now. He grew leary of her intentions, but smiled and made small talk with her. She was nice enough and she obviously had his attention. It was very difficult for the virgin orc to not notice the curvacious body of his older and superior blooded companion. She was attractive by most standards and had an exotic name to boot. And this iced cream was of the devil's making, Ront swore. It somehow allowed his focus to linger about her pierced tongue, not really understanding why someone would do such a thing. With a rather large pause after she asked about his stay, he finally broke the childish silence. Well... we're uh, here for... you know, I'm not sure. he said honestly. Ront really had no idea how long they would be. Then his inexperience beamed right out of his mouth. So why do you ask? he said with a smile and took another bite of the delicious orc cooking. Back with Olgar, he found the Chancellor's Bar. It totally was NOT what he expected. And neither were it's patrons. It looked as if a druid ran the place. A druid with strange politcal values and tastes. This certainly was... is that Rikki mostly naked? Olgar was really confused now. Once that shock wore off, he began to study this dive's patrons. He spotted the gruff half-ogre sipping tea, of all things. While the ogress was honest about finding another half-ogre, it seemed that she purposely neglected to mention that he was somewhat... male, obviously. While Olgar swung that way, this wasn't really his type and it didn't look too much that he'd be his. Olgar sat down on one of the over-sized pillows and ordered one of the fruit drinks the attractive waitress offered. It wasn't long until Rikki finished his performace and waved over at him. The ogre waved back and accepted the few stray odd glances that came with that statement. Enjoying his fruit drink, he tried to enjoy his evening, but he seemed to only attract strange glances from lackluster women and one dwarf who wasn't all that subtle with his advances. Olgar left shortly after the dwarf crudely offered himself and went back to his room for a moment. He decided to checkout the bar at their inn for something more exciting.
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Rikki shrugged and left the Chancellor's Bar shortly after Olgar, having found what he wanted. He had enough money to buy a good amount of things. He was very pleased. But, first, he figured he would go back and change into something respectable now that he wasn't looking for tips anymore. The orcish woman sighed and moved over to Ront and placed her hand on his cheek and grinned. Well, you are adorable. Tell you what I'll be outright blunt with you. You are very cute. I would like to take you back to my place and strip you naked and then show you why I have my tongue pierced. That pretty much means I will have wild, mind blowing sex with you. Then, after I am done having mind blowing, wild sex with you, I will cook for you. THEN, I will allow you to leave or stay and sleep in my bed with me. Does that answer your question? She smiled, moving much closer to the young, virginal orc. The bar would NOT be good for Olgar. There were many high class, aristocratic people, some who could be charmed by a halfling. But Olgar was...savage. None of them wanted to dally with such a savage, except for a rather blunt young nobleman who offered to tie olgar up and turn his penis into a candle before fucking him raw. He was a young man patterned almost after a vanilla Marquis de Sade only this one had a healthy complexion and a slender stomach. The rest of the people would ignore Olgar, but a rather nice gnome fellow was buying Belilah a drink and trying to talk her up, telling her how pretty he found her and how charming she was. Rikki, by the time it was late, had bought some special food for his horse and decided to check in on him. He felt bad for leaving Olgar when the man seemed to be in a bad mood. He figured he would ask Olgar, who was sharing a room with him, if he could do something for him. Maybe massage him, or tell him some good tales. Or, perhaps, he could just go down on the ogre man and give him some physical joy. He did indeed enjoy that prospect, as well as the halfling and orc man. He was uncharacteristically quiet as he walked in the low lit stables and searched for his horse, not wanting to be a bother to anyone.
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Ront choked on his food. Straight up choked. He had to ask himself if he had really been that daft and according to Xiahua's tactless propsition, yes... yes he had. He silently cursed himself for being such a blind fool, but he didn't know any better. No one ever came onto him, much less someone with this kind of beauty AND cooking skills. Lords, she was a wonderful person. Ront cleared his throat after hacking and coughed so ungracefully and tried to come up with something nice to say. Yes. is all he could muster. Straight faced and everything, the orcling was dead serious about his answer and not entirely sure of what he agreed to. The more he thought about what he just said versus what he thought Xiahua said, he grew more confused, but there was a part of his teenaged brain that overrode rational thinking and charged wildly on into the boyish fantasies on what this fine woman looked like naked. And boy, oh boy... was he sure clueless. Olgar, on the other had, was well into his late twenties and dreaded the big 3-0 approaching him. For half-ogres, this was practically half of their life span if the lived a calm and healthy life. Neither of which he did. Which also drove Olgar into some strange ideas and activities. Ones that a lot of folk look down on in mainstream society. And there he was, croutched under his stallion, bouncing himself down onto that large cock. He'd done this several times before, each one a case of being horny and desperate, but being unable to satisfy his desires and whims. Olgar, oddly enough, imagined Lydaia with a giant strap-on as he fucked himself with his steed. She was so handsome for a woman and he couldn't get how someone like that could just be stuck in a twat only, but that didn't keep his imagination from enjoying the thought. The stallion, after being owned many years by Olgar, was used to these meetings and calmly enjoyed his rationing of some fine dried local grasses. Olgar, on the other hand, was loving the moment. That fat horse dick was just what he wanted. Groaning quietly to not alert the stablehands, he tried desperately to silently jack his own huge throbbing cock. It felt so much better this way. So full of hot meat and stroking his own. The ogre was in heaven. If only he knew who was stalking around the stable... Belilah, back in the bar, she was completely hammer thanks to a kind gnome. She had asked for his name a few times, but by the gods, what ever he was getting her sure as hell kept her from remembering. The poor woman felt as if she could see through her missing eye a few times and laughed about it. She was having a great time with this gnome and didn't have a rough time planting a kiss and a few well placed gropes to get her ppoint across.
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Xiahua ended her day at the shop and eagerly took Ront back to her place. She closed the bedroom door and pushed him down on the bed as she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, exposing a pierced belly button. Her breasts were still pert and her nethers were very inviting. Don't just stare, pull your pants down boy. Hurry. She sauntered over and licked the man's erection, purring lightly as she pushed her piercing down into his slit, showing off why she was pierced there with great style . She would keep sucking on him until she got what she wanted. While he was still panting she would whip out a cock ring and slap it around him, keeping him hard. Boy, do I have a lot to show you, Ront. That night the orc boy was made an orc man. She showed him vaginal, anal, in the tits, and even brought out her strap on before she was finished with the poor boy. But, true to her word, and by the time Rikki was heading to the stables, she was making Ront dinner. The gnome, who gladly, and drunkenly, repeated his name to Belilah, ended up taking her to his room. He would eagerly show her why he was a noble man with grand paintings, good money, and even better sex. It seemed he had made his way to nobility by making sexual toys that were innovative and stimulating. He showed the best ones off to Belilah, even one called the Multiplier, which made female orgasms anywhere from two to twenty times as pleasurable with a special magic he had learned. He had a grand time showing her how it escalated, ending up falling asleep with her right beside him. Rikki, on the other hand, heard some noise and walked, very quietly, to see what was going on. He said nothing when he came upon his boss being fucked by the horse, but just stood silently and watched, growing ever more erect as he did so. He would watch for minutes upon minutes, his breath soon coming into a low pant. He carefully tapped on the door, trying to get Olgar's attention. Hey...boss...don't worry. No one is here but me. Can...can I help? He looked, surprisingly, nonjudgmental. He didn't look like he was lost behind a haze of lust, nor like he wanted to join in for blackmail. He just looked, well, interested. I'll leave if you prefer. Honest. He would have to if he was told no. His erection would demand immediate attention and he would be fantasizing about this the entire time.
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Ront, belly full and balls aching, decided to take her up on the offer. He was thouroughly exhausted in desperate need of some sleep. He kissed Xiahua on the forehead and proceeded to crawl into the bed they had just made a mess of. Smelling their stink, he was easily wafted off to sleep, smiling about what had transpired. It was only mere moments before he was out like a light. Olgar was a little confused when Rikki declined his offer. He wasn't in too much of a position to do much, but he waited to see what the bard was up to. Olgar could feel the horse tense and react to Rikki's touch. For a moment, his was sure the horse would impale him, leaving quite a story to tell the clreic who raised his dead and broken ass. But it seemed as Rikki had spurred something in his mount to be a more active 'bed' mate. Olgar loved it, not matter how paranoid he was at the moment. Olgar jumped a little at the sensation of Rikki's magic touch. He let go of his own cock and leaned against his steed's, grabbing the horse's belly above him with arms wide open. The bard seemed to linger and teast around everything, partially enticing the ogre, but partially upsetting him. He had been close to blowing his load on his own before Rikki scared the seed out of him. When the bard bit Olgar's nipple, he would be able to hear a slitghtly muffled groan accompanied by the stressing of leather as the ogre curled his toes inside his boots. Olgar wasn't sure what Rikki was planning, but the ogre stared at him with his yellow eyes intently curious. Moving his hand back to his meaty member, he stroked it a few more times as the horse continued to gently prod at him. Olgar gripped his cock hard when Rikki touched his body again. His fingers felt like tingly fire upon his olive colored skin. While distracted, Olgar didn't mind his hand being removed because it was replaced with a hot and inviting mouth. And not just a casual pecking... the bard engulfed his whole cock in his mouth and throat. This was something Olgar hadn't experienced in several years. Not many races were capable of swallowing his dick, much less get half of it in their face. Needless to say, Olgar was impressed and all to eager to enjoy tonight now that he had company. Olgar grew concerned for Rikki... he hadn't felt the man breathe for a long while, but figured no one would suicide via sucking cock. That would be silly and quite odd, but Olgar was distracted from his rational thoughts once more as Rikki found the rhythm at which the horse plundered the ogre's expansive exit. Olgar was enjoying this and could feel himself coming back to where he was. When Rikki offered his fingers, Olgar simply crooned which sounds strange coming from a huge giantkin and rubbed his face and chin in Rikki's palm. Rikki could feel Olgar's sweaty face and the tensing facial muscles as both the horse and himself pleasured the mighty ogre.
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Rikki decided to give a purr and hum around Olgar's shaft. The darfellan eagerly reached up and touched the horse's underbelly, feeling muscles tensing up. He could anticipate what was coming next and moved his mouth down, away from the horse and Olgar's stretched hole. In a few minutes he felt the bucking of the stallion and saw Olgar's body move in time with the wild thrusts of the steed. He could feel Olgar's own member engorge and touched his tongue to the very tip as he felt the explosion of giant-borne semen flow into his mouth. He eagerly swallowed it and pulled back to allow the last bits to splatter onto his face. Rikki maneuvered Olgar off the spent horse cock and laid him back first on the ground, cradling his nether regions and legs in his lap. That was very sexy to watch, boss, Rikki whispered, finally releasing the breath he had held in. He moved his face down and kissed Olgar's softening member and grinned. It was even more fun to taste. But I can't take you back all messy like this. Without letting Olgar get a word in his new party member bent down and started tonguing his anus. Rikki eagerly probed the horse spunk filled ass of his leader, licking out the semen he could get to and showing off that he had a long enough tongue to reach even the ogre's prostate. He continued to lick and clean out Olgar for a good while until he was satisfied and pulled back, finally allowing Olgar some reprieve. He was throbbing in his pants now, the leather restricting him enough he wouldn't be obvious unless anyone rubbed against his crotch. Okay, get dressed, I'll walk you to the hotel, okay? He didn't know if he had over done it, as he had over stimulated some partners before. The way Olgar was going at the horse he doubted it, but he always preferred to be cautious. It was rather interesting, this man seeming to care more about how Olgar felt sexually than himself. He figured he could always just touch himself or use a special spell if needed. For the moment he was more concerned with if he had treated Olgar enough that he was satisfied.
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Once Olgar was one his back, it took him a few moments to catch his breath. And that all he was alloted. Rikki was hoisting his legs up and probing his used tail with an extremely dexterious tongue. The ogre barely hear the bard speak to him. His body was on fire and his brain was mush. When Rikki finally let the ogre have a moment's peace, he laid there, eyes closed and breathing heavily. If it weren't for the usualy stable noises, Olgar would have passed out in the stable. That would have been amusing to explain away, but Rikki was more gracious than that. Olgar opened his eyes and looked at the bard. The look was of confusion and utter relaxation. One where he could barely keep his eyes open. Yes... we need... to head back... he paused and swallowed a mouthful of very tacky spit, I need a drink badly... care to join me there, as well? he said with a joking sigh and laughed falling back into the hay that lined the stall. He laid there and offered a few more breathless chuckles before sitting up in ernest and looking tha bard in his face. It's a good thing we're sharing a room... he said hefting himself to his wobbly feet and offered a somewhat steady hand to Rikki. Helping Rikki to his feet, he escourted the bard back towards the inn they were staying in. Finding a large enough seat for his large and damp butt, he ordered a tall and powerful brew to regroup his thoughts. Sitting with Rikki, he looked up from his massive stein and asked a single question. You won't say anything, will you? he asked with a thick raised eyebrow.
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Rikki helped Olgar back, adjusting himself so he would look normal when they got back to the hotel. He ordered a very strong drink, non-alcoholic, but one that smelled sweet enough to drown the smell of ogre semen on his breath. He had wiped his face clean before they left and now looked perfectly presentable. He gave a lewd smile when Olgar asked him his question, taking a sip of his drink. Of course not. I would like you to take me with you when you do it sometimes...if that is not too much to ask. I...I really enjoyed it. And you might could show me how to with my own? He mentioned no specifics, but an odd, and rare, blush crept to his face. His white eye and cheek spots were the only place it showed, a light red bit of it appearing below his eyes. You needn't worry. Whatever you do with me is in the strictest confidence unless you wish for me to tell someone. I may be a bard but I know the best tales are those shared between a few people. He took a long swig of his drink and sighed, adjusting his shirt and motioning for a refill. I wonder how our other companions are faring? At this time Xiahua's door opened and a tall, golden elf man stepped inside and placed his hat and coat on a holder. He walked into the bedroom and smiled a bit when he saw his wife with a nice treat for them. Xiahua whispered quietly to Ront, whispering sweet nothings into his ear, Hey, would you like to try something really neat? She kept his eyes averted from her husband and offered him a blindfold, knowing that this could end up very touchy...but rather fun.