Kurdan Adventures - part4 (Patreon)

With the element of surprise on his side the centaur slipped his front legs around that plump orc and slammed his equine chest on top of Kurdan’s back, the stallions impressive weight keeping the mighty orc pinned against the ground.

Kurdan was pretty drunk by now but even he noticed that extra weight pressing his swollen gut against the wine soaked floor. He tried over and over to try and pry or wriggle himself free of whatever trap he had managed to get himself into but to no avail.

The centaur just snickered a bit at this bumbling oaf, the orc still having not quite figured out what was happening. Kurdan then changed tactics a bit.

“Uh...hello? Anyone here?”

The centaur responded with an amused chuckle.”Well, the thief finally speaks! Imagine my surprise when I come into the house of my master and find it a wreck. I thought someone had let a boar loose but instead I found another tusked creature rooting around.” The centaur couldn't contain himself as he felt his equine length shudder in delighted anticipation for what was to come. Indeed a nice splurt of pre coated those chubby green cheeks, Kurdan giving a bit of a startled grunt. Had he not been so drunk he might have known what he felt but his rump, along with most of his body, was so dulled from imbibing he didn’t even notice.

“Didn't know this place even existed, let alone had an owner. Look I'm sorry for all the damage but you mind springing me from whatever trap this is? Mean what the hell am stuck under anyway?” The orc used his hands and let those dulled fingertips try to decipher what was going on. He reached to his sides and was perplexed as he felt those strong equine legs squeezing his thighs. No help there.

The centaur smirked as he felt the stud under him wriggle around and try to make that tiny orc brain put together such a simple predicament. Then the wiggles became a bit more fervent. Seems the orc had figured something out at least.

“How the hell did you get a horse on top of me! Get this damned beast off me!...Wait. No….no way in the nine hells…” Kurdan finally had the idea to turned that thick head of his and try to look out of the corner of his eye.  “I really did drink too much this time…”

The centaur let out a hearty chuckle before pressing his flared head against the orcs rear entrance, Kurdan giving a groan to that unwanted advance.”No orc your booze soaked brain isn't deceiving you.” The stallion squeezed those legs around the orc just to hear him groan and writhe, the centaur loving feeling this bi-ped squirm.

“It can’t be. I don't care how much I've drank you...centaurs haven't been seen in hundreds of years! You aren’t real! You can’t be!”

The centaur only responded by letting that flare of his press against Kurdan’s asshole, smirking as he heard a startled grunt mixed with a moan.”Oh I'm quite real. And you are quite right. My kind are few and far between...gets awful lonesome out here in the woods. And then you come along, a gift from the gods. Not the smartest gift I'll admit but lucky for you I have never fucked an orc and I want to scratch that off my list. So get ready orc...I haven't bred in ages and I'm a bit pent up.” The centaur shaked his rump to let those massive orbs slap against the orcs rump. Kurdan knew well enough what was about to happen next and there wasn't a da!n thing he could do.

Except maybe swear never to drink again...

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English translation by "Makn'i and Zor"