Excerpt from a commission:
Priya gagged a little as the flat-fronted cockhead bumped
against the entrance of her throat. Still, she did her best to increase the
suction, swirled her tongue all around the shaft. It would be over quicker this
way, she told herself. But her hand moved up to wrap around the base of the
orc’s cock as of its own accord to stroke him.
The primal brute kept moving her head, forcing her to take
him as deep as she could with every stroke. Never in her in life had she ever
been treated this roughly. Never in her life had she ever been this turned on.
Her pussy and clit thrummed and pulsed frantically, and
Priya could feel all rational thought slipping. There was something so primal,
so dirty, so perverted about this, it tempted her to let go of all restraint,
to act as vulgarly, as animalistically as the orc.
The massive male let out a low, rumbling moan that shot
straight to her groin. Shame remained her constant companion, but the feeling
of feminine power returned. Priya had to admit it was incredibly hot being able
to pleasure such a primitive beast.
A short, gruff laugh issued from the orc’s chest, and he
turned his head to look at Rishi. “Seems like my coin won’t be wasted. That
wife of yours knows how to suck cock, after all. Look at her going. Now that
she’s had a taste, she can’t seem to get enough.”
To her shock, Priya noticed that the orc was no longer
moving her head. She’d gotten so turned on by sucking his cock that she hadn’t
realized he’d let go of her hair. Casting a glance at Rishi made her pause. Her
husband’s eyes were downcast, his face red from humiliation.
The orc gave her another cuff on the back of the head. Don’t
play coy now, whore. You’ve already given yourself away. You love sucking my
cock.”
His flanks contracted, and he began to thrust
into her mouth. Priya wanted to argue, to deny his ridiculous claim. Instead,
she felt a moan rise in her throat. There was no use lying to herself.
Everything feminine inside of her responded to this dominant male.
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Or maybe not all for coin, he mused. His own dick was half
hard, and there was also no doubt his wife was enjoying herself as much as she
hated what she was doing. Once again, Rishi was struck by how oddly erotic this
whole scenario was. This mix of the forbidden, the shame, and the rough, primal
sex devoid of any emotions was intoxicating.
If Priya hadn’t
seemed so incredibly turned on, if he didn’t find it so hot to see his wife so
sexual, so unrestrained, he would have given the orc back his coin and told the
brute to get lost. Or never accepted his offer. No, coin wasn’t the only factor
that had led them to this, he admitted.
Rishi let out a shaky breath. Truth be told, he didn’t even
mind the primitive male’s vulgar statements. Fact was, the orc was primal, far
superior in strength and physical attributes to any human man. There was
something about the humiliation, about the orc giving Priya something he
couldn’t, that Rishi actually liked.
He also knew the orc would never have Priya’s heart. There
was no doubt this was purely physical. In that way, Rishi felt superior to the
orc. It was a potent feeling.
His eyes travelled back over to the pair. His cock grew a
little harder as he watched his beautiful wife, her full lips wrapped around
the exotically shaped, green cock. The orc had pulled down her top, and his
rough palms were playing with her breasts, teasing her nipples to firm buds.
Conflicting emotions warred in him, and Rishi tore his gaze
away again, focused on the scuffs on the floor. Priya had wanted him here for
this, citing it would make her feel safe and not wanting to do anything behind
his back.
It made Rishi feel proud to know his wife trusted him this
much. He loved her all the more, knowing he could trust her in return. Still,
he felt a little awkward, just standing here, watching. Especially since his
cock was growing harder by the minute.
His attention was drawn back to the orc when the massive
male stepped back, pulled Priya to a standing position. She looked impossibly
tiny next to the hulking male. Rishi’s cock jumped again.
“Time for me to test your other hole.” He orc motioned with
a jerk of his head. “Get on the bed.”
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Xolg seemed to get even more turned on as Priya squealed and
whimpered around his cock. She tried her best to keep giving him a decent
blowjob, but getting ass fucked by Orakh was way too intense for her to focus
on anything else.
Every thrust came a little bit harder, faster, and Priya
didn’t know whether she wanted to escape or beg Orakh to take her harder yet. It
hurt like crazy, but each stroke also sent a shockwave of pleasure through her
core. More intense than anything she’d ever felt.
Xolg’s knot grew a little big larger yet, and she let her
lips bump into it every time she slid her mouth down. The exotic feel of it
combined with Orakh’s thick shaft sliding through her aching asshole had her
entire body buzzing.
Priya briefly wondered what her husband thought of her now, on her
knees, with one orc’s cock up her ass, another gliding through her lips. She didn’t
think she could feel any more like a whore. And she loved every second of it.
When Xolg grabbed her head, began to thrust into her mouth,
she simply firmed her lips around his shaft, marveled at the sensation of two
cocks thrusting in and out of her body. The sharp stinging her in her ass was
easing, but the dull pain caused by the thick cock sliding through her widely
spread rings remained.
It only made the shockwaves of pleasure radiating from her
core that much more powerful. As did the mild gags, the struggle for air as
Xolg kept using her mouth to bring himself to orgasm.
She fought the panic that wanted to rise when he pushed his
cock deep, held it there, head throbbing against the entrance of her throat.
Then his knot suddenly inflated to full size, pressing against
her cheeks, her lips, her nose.
Priya swallowed furiously as a torrent of seed flooded her
mouth. The strong, musky taste of it barely registered. She couldn’t breathe.
She almost chocked. Orakh’s cock was still thrusting in and out of her ass with
long, deep strokes. This was such a fucking rush.
Cum ran from her lips, dripped down her chin. There was way
too much of it for her to swallow it all. She gasped for air when Xolg finally
pulled his cock back. To her shock, she found herself shoving her mouth back
over his cock, all the way down to the knot.
Greedily, she sucked and sucked as Xolg pumped more and more
cum into her mouth. She was acting like a mad woman, but she didn’t care.
Orakh’s deep, hearty laugh sounded from behind her. “Look at
your wife, human. She can’t get enough. She’s a true cum slut.”
Appalled and ashamed of herself, Priya hung her head when
Xolg finished and moved off the bed. But the taste of his cum in her mouth and
the steady thrusts of Orakh’s thick cock into her ass had her steadily climbing
toward another orgasm.
Her whimpers and squeals grew louder when Orakh began to
fuck her ass in earnest. The pain grew stronger and stronger, yet so did her
pleasure. She wished she could rub her madly buzzing clit. But on the other
hand, she wanted nothing to distract her from the feeling of having her ass
taken by the primitive orc.
It would be mind-blowingly hot if Rishi was under her right
now, fingering her pussy and licking her clit, she thought. The sheer idea had
her rushing toward her orgasm.
She briefly wondered if she’d ever be able to talk to her
husband into it. Then Orakh started to pound her tight asshole, and all rational
thought fled.
Biting back screams as the sensations became more and more
intense, Priya finally flung out her hand toward Rishi. She’d never needed her
husband more than right now. Needed to feel his warm, loving touch.
Love flowed through her when he rose from his chair, walked
over to curl his fingers around hers.
“Are you all right?” Rishi asked again.
“Gods, yes. Yes, yes, yes.” The last tore from her lungs on
a scream as her entire body tensed.
Orakh’s knot was growing, spreading her aching asshole wider
and wider. The added pain that came with it kept Priya hovering on the edge of ecstasy,
her orgasm just out of reach.
Suddenly, Orakh’s cock was gone, leaving her asshole gaping.
Then his thick cock drove into her pussy with brutal force. A second later, his
knot exploded to full size.
The sudden, shocking stretch sent Priya sailing over the
edge. She orgasmed so hard, she nearly snapped her husband’s fingers as her
entire body contracted again and again. Spark after spark of ecstasy rushed
through her as Orakh’s thick shaft bucked inside her pussy.
The bit of pain as her tight hole gripped the huge,
rock-hard knot dragged Priya’s orgasm out until her vision blackened and she
saw stars in front her eyes.
Finally, Orakh’s cock stopped jumping and allowed Priya to calm
down. But every twitch of the shaft sent another spark of pleasure through her
body. Exhausted, she let her upper body collapse onto the mattress. She would
have loved to rest her trembling legs as well, but she wasn’t about to give the
brutish orc the satisfaction of having her dangle by her pussy from his knot.
Turning her head, Priya gave Rishi a tired smile when she
felt his hand gently stroking her shoulders. He truly was the most wonderful
man.
“I love you,” she whispered to him and forced herself to
relax her grip on his hand.
Rishi’s thumb softly brushed over her fingers. “I love you,
too.”
“Oh, please,” Orakh let out a gruff grunt. “Spare me the
mushy details. Save that shit for later, when I’m done getting what I paid
for.” He grabbed Priya’s ass, gave it a firm squeeze. “Besides, what your wife
loves is my cock. I don’t think I’ve ever had a pussy cream my shaft so
thoroughly. How about you make yourself useful again, human, and bring us
something to drink.”
With a last look at Priya, her husband slowly rose and
walked to the door. She loved that even after all of this, he’d make sure she
was all right before he left her. He might not believe it, but he was her hero.
She felt safer with him than she would if one of these orcs were guarding her
life.
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Here's an excerpt from
Servicing Daddy, Brothers, and Uncles - Book 1 (Available at Smashwords)
(There's no actual cuckolding in this serious, but some scenarios have strong cuckold influences)
Her uncle lifted a hand, cupped her breast. “I’m sure Hudson is feeling rather sated right now. You are a very skilled assistant, after all. I, myself, am feeling rather excited again.”
Hopes dashed, Lindsey thought, and blew out a breath. “If you give me five minutes, I’ll freshen up really quick.” Five minutes should be enough, given how close to orgasm she was.
“No need.” Uncle Richard’s smile grew wide. “I find the thought of my brother’s prowess quite. . .” he trailed off. “Shall I say. . .” He shook his head, waved it off. “Oh, there’s no need to be discreet. You know all our dirty secrets, after all. Well, I find it rather arousing. Come.” He motioned for her to follow. “My four o’clock has cancelled. We have lots of time.”
Lindsey made faces at her uncle’s back as she followed him to his office. There was a level of sexual frustration that managed to crack even her genteel, well-mannered nature. This wouldn’t even be a brief interruption before she could get herself off. No, Uncle Richard had a whole hour to play with her. If not more.
Knowing him, he’d use every minute of it. Lindsey almost cursed.
Her father was quite kinky, leaning toward dominant. Her oldest brother, Matthew, was hardcore dominant. Her other brother, Gage, was simply a man-whore. Her oldest uncle, Mitchell, believed daily sex with a variety of women kept him young.
Uncle Richard was a total pervert. Lindsey usually loved being naughty with him. But right now, she would love an orgasm much more. Heck, she needed one with every fiber of her being.
Sighing, she closed the door to his office after she walked in. It would at least help if the thought of being denied an orgasm for another hour wouldn’t also turn her on. For once, her submissive nature wasn’t doing her any favors.
No, there’d be no cooling off for her anytime soon. She’d simply have to make the best of this playtime, she decided.
“GET UNDRESSED,” UNCLE Richard said on the way to his desk. Picking up the phone, he asked Laura, the receptionist, to hold his calls.
Another gleam flashed in his eyes when he turned, let his gaze roam over Lindsey’s naked body. “Ah, always an arousing sight.” His hand travelled to his crotch, gently stroked his cock through the fabric of his suit pants. “Get up on that server, honey. Lean back, spread your legs wide. Let me see that pretty pussy.”
The server was an antique, elaborately carved, and massive. The wood of its wide top felt cool under Lindsey’s ass as she sat down on it, scooted back. The surface area was big enough for her to comfortably rest her heals on as she let her legs falls open.
Being completely naked in an office where clients sat all day added an extra element of kink. She let her eyes wander around the space, soaked in the luxurious, yet definitely business setting. Through the wide wall of glass windows, she could see the harbor, the narrow strips of beach on the intracoastal, the traffic below. And part of the other office high-rises around them.
Heat coursed through her as her uncle approached, gaze glued to her exposed slit, hand steadily stroking the outline of his cock. Once more, she found herself appraised for nothing but her sexual value. Her clit and pussy throbbed in rhythm with her pulse. Annoyed as she was at having to delay getting off, she loved every moment of this.
“Look at that cream pie,” her uncle said as he stopped in front of her. “Hudson filled you up good.” His thumb traced between her pussy lips, dipped into her entrance, then slid up to brush over her clit. “Gave you a good pounding too, didn’t he?” he asked almost reverently. “He always was the bigger, stronger, better man,” he continued before Lindsey could answer.
Her uncle definitely had a bit of a cuckold fetish, Lindsey had learned soon after she’d started her job. He’d probably be one if he didn’t have to worry about his reputation. Well, not like his rather conservative wife would cooperate.
Lindsey couldn’t say she minded. It simply added another, different element of kink to round out her experiences. Not like she was one to judge. She, herself, loved sharing the men with other women.
Uncle Richard was also quite a voyeur, which appealed to both her voyeuristic and exhibitionist sides. No, there was nothing wrong with a good pervert, she mused. Her job would certainly never get mundane. The fact that the men were all unique in their tastes kept working for them incredibly exciting.
Her uncle’s thumb slid back down, dipped into her pussy again. “Still tight, but slightly gaping. Just how I like it. My brother can sure open a tight little hole up properly with that huge cock of his.”
Lindsey did her best to hold still. The dirty talk was so erotic. She only wished her uncle would give her more than these brief, teasing touches. Her entire core was still buzzing with high sexual tension.
Uncle Richard’s thumb slid further down, spread some of her dad’s cum over her asshole as he circled it. “There’s nothing better than the sight of a well-fucked hole dripping a huge cream pie. I can’t wait to see your tight little ass after Hudson gets done with it.”
Just the thought had Lindsey’s rosebud clenching with a conflicting mix of dread and need. Getting ass fucked by her dad was incredibly intense. Lindsey resisted the urge to push herself onto her uncle’s finger or to move her hips to get some desperately needed stimulation. The soft touches might bring her uncle pleasure, but there were torturous to her in her current state. The need to orgasm was overwhelming.
Then even that small touch was gone. Lindsey couldn’t quite prevent the little mewl that broke through her lips.
Her uncle chuckled. “Eager to be touched, I see. Such a dirty little slut.” Lowering his zipper, he pulled out his cock. “Go ahead, then. Play with your nipples, honey. Put on a good show for me.”
Not really what Lindsey had in mind, but it was better than nothing. Because it gave her a wicked sense of power, she did put on a show. She cupped her tits, pushed them together, kneaded them. Then used her fingers to tease, pinch, and pull her nipples, all the while moaning softly.
Her uncle simply stood there, jerking his cock as he watched. Every now and then, his tongue would dart out to wet his lips. To turn him on even more, Lindsey raised her hips occasionally, bringing her pussy closer to his face. She also tilted and rotated her pelvis, much like a stripper.
It seemed to be working. Her uncle’s breathing became more and more labored. Then he suddenly stopped jerking. Lindsey wondered what he was up to when he walked back to his desk, pulled out his keyring, then moved to a wardrobe to unlock it.
“Those are some mighty fine tits. And you seem to enjoy having them played with,” he commented as he opened a drawer. “But I think they would look even better with some adornment. Have you ever tried nipple clamps?” He pulled a pair out of the drawer, held them up.
Lindsey’s brows rose in surprise. Out of all the people, she hadn’t expected Uncle Richard to come up with something like this. Her brother, Matthew, definitely. Her dad, probably. Uncle Richard, she’d always figured for a more harmless type of pervert. Boy, had she been wrong.
“Can’t say I have,” she answered honestly. But trying them sounded wonderfully kinky.
Her uncle came back over. “Well, we’ll have to remedy that. Let me see those pretty nipples.”
Curious, Lindsey moved her hands. Her uncle’s somewhat pudgy fingers came up to roll and brush over one nipple. He tugged on it until it was as hard and extended as it could get. Then he took the first clamp, placed it around her nipple, and let go, allowing it to shut.
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