Hunter mating ritual part 4 (Patreon)

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An incredibly large orc walks in your direction, smiling confidently while you take a long look at him. Just like the other two taught you before, old but hard, soft belly and looks like he chilled all winter, quite the opposite of the characteristics they suggested you to look for. "He...hey..." you awkwardly salute him and lower your gaze to his wobbling boner. "Seems like you're still looking for a big hunter like me, huh?". "Y-yes" you stutter, but before you could say anything else he just presses his lips against yours and holds you tight in a big hug. His kiss is wet, good, your tusks fit perfectly between his larger ones. As his right hand grabs your hair and pushes you more against him, he lets his horn fall on the grass and uses the other hand to finger your sweaty butt, making you gasp, trapped in that kiss. "You're hard as fuck, son", "Yes, sir" you admit with your tongue out, drooling on your chin. "You wanna get fucked, huh?", you stutter something incompressible as he starts cackling, entertained. "Get on your knees, then, bitch" He grins while pushing you down on the grass, showing his huge, veiny dick in front of your face. Its musk alone is irresistible and, on top of that, he dipped the tip of it in the hunt milk, painting his foreskin white and making it even more irresistible. You immediately lay your lips on it and start tasting his incredibly cock. "Another slut caught" he smiles.

You suck him like the needy pup you are, knowing he's not the right one for what you need and barely tolerating his dirty talks and the slaps on your head while you try tasting his perfect, large cock. "You hungry cocksucker", the hunt milk tastes even better than you imagined from its smell, leaving you drugged and zoning out while his glans knock at the back of your throat. "Choke on it, slut", your nose buried in the musky bush on his crotch and his heavy ball slap on your chin while he moves his hips back and forth, fucking your face real hard and fast when he grabs you by the hair. The obese orc growls and insults you when you start masturbating, fingering with the other hand to get ready for him. "Yeah, bitch, you need me down there?", you nod, then he lets go of your hair, ripping the flowers away and pushing his foot on your face. You lick it instinctively before he kicks you down on your back and pushes it on your chest, stepping on you. He snarls and giggles as he moves it on your hard cock, squishing your balls under his weight. "You're a lucky slut, you know that?", he smiles as you try moving him away from yourself. "Sir, please", you wheeze while begging him, "I am the chief of the mountain tribe" he says, ignoring your whimpers as he keeps crushing you under his foot. "In my tribe I have the right to fuck who I want, when I want and how I want". He growls with a smile, "But a hunting partner... that's another thing", he continues. "Let's fuck, then I can decide if you're worthy or if you can go like the other three i already fucked today".

He wasn't kidding, his cock might be the best you ever had in your entire life. It's long, large, and with a huge pair of incredibly heavy balls. He has been spoiled by his tribe and it shows on his huge belly, there are not many muscles on him and his weight must be all fat. He sweats like a pig while he crushes you down, chocking you with an arm and fingering your mouth with the other hand. "Good bitch", he grunts, "You like it?". "Yes sir", you moan loudly, covered by him. "You fucking cumdump, take my load", "Yes sir!! Thank you, sir!!!". You smile as he thrusts harder and faster than before. He's so rough and mean, but you never felt this good before, and he knows that. You cum on the grass, moaning and thanking him while he covers you in his sweat, licking his spittle from the side of your mouth  as he keeps drooling against your face. He goes even harder, "You're mine!". He roars, "You're mine, bitch", "Yes sir! Yes, I'm yours!". You cry, feeling his warm seed invade you load after load.

A hot, liquid flood fills your insides, making you hard again as you understand he's going to be your partner from now on, the mountain tribe chief. He takes a while to catch his breath, then he moves up and giggles to himself. "Fourth cub, taken", "Thank you, sir, thank you... thank you...". You smile while he stands up and continue breathing and drollin heavily, leaving you there with your ass in the air, gushing and leaking all over your balls. "You're young and nasty, lil' one... I like it". He wipes the sweat from his forehead and looks around before picking up his horn. "Ooh that's a cute one... needy and vulnerable... easy prey" He stares at a lonely boy not too far from there "I bet your partner is gonna have fun with you". "Huh?", you turn around, "But you're too young and unexperienced... I need someone with skills to hunt for me while i get lazy and make him do the job, you know?". "Wh..." you sit while looking at him walking away. "What...?", you can barely stand when you see the bastard approaching another young and naive orc. "What a... big, fucking...", you growl as he starts fucking this one too, "...sex bomb. Damn it". You collapse on your butt, still tired and covered in sweat.

See you soon with the next ones, stay horny!