Hunter or Hunted? (Atroxa & Effigy)

Varena knew that traveling alone this far North was ill advised. The North was wilder than much of Weldrich, which exceptions in the far South as well, but she had grown up in this region, she knew what to look out for and how to handle these things when they came about. And besides, if she had waited for some other traveler before heading to Aramoor there was no telling how long it would have been before she was finally able to leave. The Huntress was confident in her ability to handle herself, so she'd set out on her own, and was setting up camp knowing that the fire would keep most creatures at bay.

She looked up though at the sound of horse hooves, her bright blue eyes narrowing slightly and while her hand did not stray to her sword, she prepared to do so if need be. Two orcs on a pair of sturdy looking horses came into view and she watched them, not entirely surprised when they stopped and asked to share her fire, offering their own goods to share in return. Orcs were rather common so close to the badlands that the majority of their race called home. Many ventured down into Weldrich for work, some stayed, some didn't. Varena had known a few orcs over her lifetime, her grandfather had employed a few over the years to help out around the farm whenever one would turn up.

“Please, feel free,” she answered, motioning towards the small but growing fire she was sitting beside. She had gotten rid of her armor, and Lonan was hobbled near by to be allowed to graze, her sword lay just beside her though, there if she needed it, which was yet to be seen with these two. Most orcs were rather honest folk, Varena knew that they got a bad reputation for either being stupid or vicious, but they were no more of either of those than most humans. They were different though, not only in appearance but culture, they were blunt, honest, and passionate, quick to fight but quick to make friends. People just didn't know what to think of them much of the time, especially those who weren't used to interacting with them. In general though, if you were nice to an orc, they were nice to you.

“Many thanks.” The orc replied, dismounting along with his friend. As the two passed by to hobble their horses as well the other orc was nodding his head towards Varena speaking in his own tongue. The word Darva coming up once or twice more pronounced then the rest until the two of them were sitting at the fire with her. One with a pack filled with wrapped meat, the other with a large jug, almost a barrel slung over his shoulder.

“I am Gorth, my brother is Borkul.” the orc with the red hair introduced the two of them. Borkul smiling and popping off the top of his large jug. Having three wooden cups with him he dipped one in to fill with grog before coming over to give it to Varena. Giving her the first cup as gratitude. “We travel south in search of work. Many people need strong warriors here in Weldrich. On our way now back home to Tarkoroth. I thank you for your companionship in our travels.” Gorth said, reaching for a pouch on his belt, pulling what looked like sand out before sprinkling it on her fire. The fire reacting rather strangely, as if the sand was water it pushed away from it, only to regain it's form with greater intensity and heat. With that Gorth pulled the wrapped meat from his pack, having metal skewers as well so that he could put them above the flame without holding them.

Before long everyone would of a wooden cup of grog. And truth be told this grog was much stronger then any that Varena might have had in her time. And even then grog was still stronger then any ale that most human's drank. But here Gorth and Borkul were chugging it down happily. Borkul laugh a little on his own, talking again and saying Darva once more before Gorth nodded. “My brother complements you on your weapon and armor. Your shield holds the symbol of the fire headed ones pack, A hunter then? He says one as strong looking as yourself would be hailed as a worthy mate of any chieftain.” Gorth added, chuckling a little as Borkul raised and lowered his eyebrows a few times. It seemed that Borkul understood the common tongue but just didn't speak it.

Varena watched the two as they hobbled their horses and settled around her fire she frowned a little each time the one spoke in orcish, especially whenever he seemed to be talking about her. The red-head introduced the both of them, the woman starting to catch on that Borkul didn't speak common tongue, but listening to Gorth as he explained where he and his brother were from and why they were in Weldrich. She accepted the cup of rather foul-smelling grog, taking a sip and trying not to cough, clearing her throat once or twice instead, but jumped a little when he sprinkled the strange sand on her fire that made it jump and the blaze all the brighter. “And thank you for the meat, and the grog too,” she told them, lifting her cup a little before taking another sip. It was definitely strong.

She looked at Gorth as he relayed a bit from his brother, then commented on the emblem on her shield. It took her a moment to realize he was talking about Fredrick, wondering how Orcs would know him, and almost didn't catch the last part. She did though, arching her brows at the brothers and glancing at Borkul. “Oh, uhm, thank you,” she answered, not entirely sure what to say to that, she had no idea how one was supposed to accept a compliment from an orc, especially one like that. Varena decided she'd probably just do better to change subjects. Seemed like she had an orcish version of Ulrich on her hands though.

“Yes, I'm a Hunter. How do you know Fredrick? My uh, leader,” That term didn't quite describe the role of a Guild Leader accurately but it was close enough. She wondered how orcs from the badlands would know hi. She sipped her grog again, starting to get used to it now. “And what does 'darva' mean? He keeps saying it...” Varena added curiously, getting the feeling that she might regret asking that.

Where Varena was taking sips of her grog the two orcs were downing cups, refilling theirs before gulping it's contents down again and again. Obviously making the best of their moment of rest, come tomorrow they would be back on the road and once they hit the badlands their journey would be much more dangerous, even if they were orcs. When one skewer of meat was taken and eaten Gorth would set up another, if anyone was still hungry there would be another metal skewer to fill their stomachs.

“Fredrick?” Gorth asked, looking to Varena a little confused, but soon put two and two together and nodded his head. “Any orc true to his bloodline would know the tail of Thoran and the Firey Headed human.” He added, smirking as he looked to Varena. “Our Chieftain's father, who was Chieftain in his day had went out hunting with his raiding party. Going further south then normal he ventured into your lands in search of beasts. What he came across was a man who with his bare hands was ripping the flesh from a beast almost twice his size. Intrigued Thoran came upon the man only to be attacked. Humans rarely have a true orc warrior's blood lust yet in this human's eyes he craved such a thing. So Thoran decided to honor such a passionate warrior with death and gave him a weapon. The two fought till the following night, the human's blood lust fading with his strength. Impressed by him Thoran gave the human his Hunting Horn, tying on it a fang of the beast that the human had killed. That crest is honored by Thoran and honored by any orc true to their bloodline.” Gorth finished, Borkul keeping his eyes on Varena the whole time. Gorth had quite the way with words, or at least was happy to tell a story.

When Varena asked what Darva was Gorth couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head a little before drinking some more. “Darva means greater strength within. Borkul likes to think himself a shaman even though he has no control of magic.” Gorth added, Borkul punching Gorth in the arm which only made the red headed orc laugh. “He says he sees orcish strength in you. So I propose a human toast!” Gorth added, raising his cup up and being joined by Borkul. “To us three orcs! May we one day die in battle and on the other days stand victorious over our enemies!” With that the two orcs chugged their drinks, going back for another cup full.

Borkul said a few things to Gorth, adding in Darva again before eating. “Borkul says that a warrior is only as great as his scars.” With that Borkul undid some of the leather straps, getting his shoulder guards off before his upper armor, wearing a sleeveless shirt underneath. “A great boar gave him the two on his arm with it's tusks.” Gorth stated, unamused because he had better scars in his opinion. Borkul turning his right arm so she could see the two circular scars upon his flesh. “What scars do you have?”

Varena was slowly taking bigger and bigger sips as she ate and listened to Gorth tell her about how they knew of Fredrick. She wondered what beast it had been, but he didn't seem to know so she didn't ask. “So that's where he got that horn from...” she mused aloud, before explaining, “Fredrick and my mentor were trained by the same man, so he's basically my uncle in Guild terms.” She wasn't usually one to brag but the grog was making her feel a bit more gregarious than usual. And these orcs seemed impressed by Fredrick so maybe her 'lineage' to him would do the same for her. She held out her mug to be filled with more grog finally, eating the last of the meat she'd gotten from the first skewer and licking the juices off her fingers unceremoniously.

Gorth's translation for the word made her lift her brows though, laughing softly when Borkul hit his brother in the arm for teasing him. She gave the darker haired orc a smile though when Gorth finally explained why his brother kept using the word in regards to the woman. When a toast was proposed, Varena raised her mug as well, hesitating just a moment before joining the two orcs in draining the rest of her grog, making a bit of a face when she was done. She let them pour her some more as well, though her head was already beginning to buzz.

Then it was time for what always happened when you got more than one warrior anywhere near one another, scar comparisons. Varena eyed Borkul's scar before giving a shrug, “Not bad.” She didn't seem overly impressed, but she had worse scars herself, and had seen horrendous ones on older and retired Hunters. When Gorth asked her about her own scars she made a thoughtful noise and finished the piece of meat she'd been eating and washed it down with some grog, licking her fingers clean again. “This one is new, I was just up north a bit hunting some wargs,” she told them, reaching up and pulling her long brown hair out of the way and pulling the collar of her shirt down a bit. Varena lifted her chin, exposing from just under her jaw line, down her neck, to her upper chest, two long parallel gashes starting to mend, they would obviously scar. She put her shirt back up and let go of her hair, taking another drink of grog before she looked at Gorth, “You?”

Varena claiming kinship to Fredrick had definitely scored her high favor in the orc's eyes. But more so Gorth then Borkul, Borkul already was praising the woman every so often by looking up and down her body. Public displays of affection and even sex were not uncommon in orc society, though this wasn't exactly orc society Borkul wasn't one to curve himself to be “polite”. Of course what a sight for Borkul when Varena jumped on board and showed a fresh pair of wounds on her upper chest. Borkul's eyes else where.

Gorth smirked and nodded his head, already having undone his armor while Varena had gotten to showing both of them her fresh wounds. Now in just pants and a shirt the orc would stand up, one had holding his shirt up a little to show a scar on his hip that went down into his pants. The orc hooking the rim of his pants to lower, the scar going further and further down before stopping at the top of the orc's pubic hair. A hint of red to match the red on his head. “Skirmish with rival clans. Hand ax thrown any lower and I probably would of ended my own life.” Gorth added, laughing as he got his clothing back in place before sitting back down to drink once more.

Gorth and Borkul looked to Varena though, as if this was a game and they were on a team, showing a scar for a scar which would make Varena have to go again. Completely unfair but hey, they would rather watch a sexy woman show off then a brother in arms.

Varena had noticed the darker-haired orc's looks from the get go but had mostly been ignoring them, now that she was well on her way to drunk, she wasn't able to ignore them quite so much. She still wasn't sure what to think of them, she had never considered orcs as an option as far as sexual partners, but she found she wasn't exactly repulsed by the idea. She grew distracted though when Gorth took his turn to show off his scar, a slightly risque one at that, practically pulling his pants down to show her. She just laughed a little and rolled her eyes as he got his pants back up and sat back down.

Then the brothers were looking at her expectantly. “Hey I just showed you one!” She protested, then let out an irritated noise, drinking a bit more grog before she stood up, “Fine.” Varena grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it to just under her breasts, exposing the expanse of pale skin over her muscled stomach. There were three pronounced lines over her belly, running parallel to one another and going to her right side, she turned a bit and showed another line on her back. “Harpy, managed to grab me around the middle with one of her talons, went right through my armor but if I hadn't been wearing that she would have gutted me,” she then pointed to the one she'd gotten in Bleakwood, “And that's from trolls I kill a couple weeks ago. Had an ogre with them that nearly snapped my spine.”

She let her shirt drop and sat back down, looking at Borkul, “Your turn.” She drained her mug and held it out for Gorth to refill for her.

Both the orcs only smirked when she protested, obviously standing firm in their little cheat as she eventually caved. They quite impressed though with the scars, and to hear that she fought an ogre had definitely gotten their minds a little out of the gutter. Honor was due after all. Though if she was lying or not wasn't exactly crossing their minds, the two started to get a little buzzed themselves. Borkul laughing a little and saying something to his brother, of course adding Darva in a few times with some emphasis.

He stopped talking though when Varena said it was his turn, Borkul smirking as he got up drinking the contents of his cup before walking over to Varena's side. Gorth only laughed, shaking his head as he looked to the woman. “He won't stop even if I told him to. But a minotaur charged him and rammed it's horn right into his leg.” Gorth stated, Borkul wasting no time in pulling the left part of his pants down so she could see the scar on his leg. “The right horn in his leg, the left horn along the side of his cock.” Gorth added, shaking his head still but with a smirk as he ate some more. Borkul pulling his pants down though so that his cock was visible to Varena.

Now the orc wasn't erect or anything,and Varena would definitely be able to see the scar as if someone had taken a knife and cut the side from the under underside around to the top side of his shaft. But what she would also see is just the length and girth of his member as it was flaccid, a number of human males getting to the size he was when they were fully erect. Borkul smirking for a few seconds before pulling his pants back up and sitting back down, though this time a little closer to Varena then when he had been sitting right next to Gorth.

“We can stop if you like. Borkul doesn't like losing.” Gorth added, laughing as he made sure everyone had full cups of grog again. The three having made rather quick work of the drink, the orc saving what was left of his reserves of meat for the rest of his journey.

Varena arched her brows a bit when the darker-haired orc got up and walked around to her side of the fire. So far, it had seemed like there had been an invisible line keeping them on that side her and on this side. Seemed like that was no more though as Borkul came around, the Huntress looking over at the redhead as he explained the scar she was about to be shown, before she was distracted by Borkul pulling down his pants. She nodded a little, but when Gorth added where the other horn had gone, she glanced between the two with a slightly dubious look, not sure she really believed that he was about to... but then he did, Borkul showing her his scarred cock proudly.

The woman's blue eyes went a bit wide and her eyebrows went about as high up as they could go, sitting there with an orc's cock in her face. She really had no idea what to think of this, especially considering his size, even though he was obviously flaccid he was as big as some human men when they got hard. Varena had never been with an orc, she'd heard rumors though, and it seemed for once the things people said about orcs was true. And though she did her best not to have much of an outward reaction, the reaction in her body wasn't easy for her to ignore, that beast in her starting to wake up a little.

She cleared her throat softly, her face turning just a touch red, before he had pulled his pants up up and moved to sit back down, this time much closer to her than before. She glanced at Gorth when he spoke up, giving a soft laugh, grabbing her grog and draining it in one long swig for a bit of liquid courage. “Well, sorry Borkul, but I just might have you beat,” Varena told him, not believing she was about to do this, but she stood anyway, taking a deep breath as she undid her pants and turned so both orcs could see as she pulled down her pants to show off her round, firm ass and the tops of her thighs. She let out a bit of an incredulous laugh before she promptly bent over, pointing to seven thin but pronounced scars etched into her soft, pale flesh along the left side of her ass and the back of her thigh, starting to go between her legs a bit. “Displacer beast, bastard grabbed my ass,” she laughed, though probably far more noticeable to the orcs were the pink folds peaking out at them from the curling dark hair between her thighs. And something they wouldn't consciously notice but still pick up on was the subtle but pronounced scent those folds were giving off.

Varena straightened and pulled up her pants quickly, “Never actually showed anyone those!” she admitted as she sat back down.

Gorth and Borkul kept quiet when Varena stood and undid her pants, the two of them giving her a similar reaction to the one she had given Borkul when he showed her his cock. It was one thing for a guy to show his cock like that, no one ever expected a woman to show something else back in such a manner. And even if Borkul was rather liberal with his ways, he knew how others acted. So to find a human acting in a similar fashion had definitely notched her up a few marks on the totem pole. And seeing her ass definitely had Borkul aroused.

But this arousal was something else, because even Gorth was feeling it. A subtle scent coming from Varena as she showed off her ass, even a little of her pussy. The smell of grog and cooked meat was definitely dominant, but a third scent seemed to sneak it's way over to the two beneath it all. One of desire, one of sweetness that reminded each orc about whatever lover they had considered their best. This combined with the show of her ass in such a bent over position had both Orcs growing hard. Bokul more so then Gorth who by the time Varena had gotten her pants back up and seated had a raging erection pushing up against his pants. The orc not ashamed at all by it, even showing it off to some degree to Varena.

Borkul saying a few things in orcish as he stared at Varena intently, he definitely gave her lust filled glances. But these were much more then just lust. Which would be explained by Gorth as the other orc sat and watched from the other side of the fire. “Borkul wants to share in the moon goddess's blessing with you. And lucky for you the moon is full tonight, would be a waste of a blessing to refuse.” Gorth added, laughing a little as Borkul already moved closer to Varena. She would probably have a pretty good idea when Gorth was talking about. The way Borkul was looking at her was a combination of admiration and lust.

She was a worthy warrior and their sexual acts would give them favor in the eyes of the mood goddess. The orc's hands coming upon Varena, one at her thigh and the other reaching over to her breast. Very hands on Borkul would grope and rub through her clothing, his other hand quickly moving into her inner thigh and against her crotch. Orcs weren't exactly known for foreplay, especially since Varena had unknowingly put them in a sort of heated state with that little show of hers.

Varena glanced between the two brothers when she sat back down, unable to help but notice the looks they were given her. She wasn't sure what to think of this, knowing exactly what was on their minds, especially Borkul as he practically showed off his erection. It was kind of hard to miss. So when Gorth spoke up, she definitely had an idea as to what he was talking about, Borkul coming towards with obvious intent only cemented it in her mind. Varena wasn't even sure if she was agreeing to this or not, but the orc seemed to have taken her actions as an invitation and well... she couldn't exactly blame him.

Borkul looked at his in much the same way as Ulrich had, but it was different, he seemed almost admire her, she'd obviously impressed him and not simply on a superficial level. He certainly didn't waste any time, and he definitely wasn't shy in making his intentions known as he groped between her legs and at her breast. Varena gave him a slightly surprised look, glancing at Gorth as if wondering what she should do before she looked back to his brother, the darker-haired orc obviously not up for taking no for an answer.

Varena realized that she didn't actually want to say no, but she was still put off a little by his sudden advance. She recovered quickly though, way too drunk to really care, it wasn't like she was going to see either of these orcs again anyway. “Well alright then,” she growled softly, actually moving into his lap to straddle him, his hand still between her legs as she pressed her mouth to his in a fierce kiss, finding the tusks a bit strange against her lips. She honestly had no clue if orcs even kissed, some females had tusks, some didn't, they were usually smaller than the males, so they might not. Either way, she felt the driving need to kiss him, the succubus in her knowing that it would just further her cause.

Gorth did little in helping her in this sudden change in the moment. Hell this wouldn't be the first time he had seen or helped Borkul get with a woman, and even more so it wouldn't be the first time that he didn't join in. But he didn't want to just overwhelm her completely from the start, staying where he was he made sure to enjoy another cup of grog and what was left of the meat as he watched the two. To his surprise watched as Varena took charge and got on top of Borkul to straddle him.

Even more surprised what Borkul himself looking up to Varena as she pretty much showed her dominance in the situation by straddling him. His hand was still rubbing between her legs but it would halt when she kissed him. The act of kissing wasn't foreign to orcs, but it was strangely a taboo. Well, as much of a taboo as having public sex for humans. One kissed another in the confines of privacy. It was a very personal and intimate thing to do. So after a few seconds Borkul would start to kiss her back. His other hand now demanding a much more personal feel. Having slipped up her shirt so he could caress at her breast.

That was enough time for Gorth to wait however, the orc having taken his shirt off in the process of coming around the fire. Borkul had seen his brother so his hand slipped back down to Varena's waist. Gorth coming up behind the woman to kiss at her neck. In many ways Gorth was much more culturally diverse then his brother, having no qualms anymore with such displays of affection. She would feel his tusks as well, somewhat strange feeling with his lips. His hands coming up into her shirt, each going to a breasts to grope at them as the two pretty made a sandwich with Varena in the middle.

Varena was about to stop kissing him, thinking maybe she was doing something wrong when he finally responded. His one hand was still rubbing between her legs, the other slipping up her shirt and under her bra to grope at her breast. She was too caught up in Borkul to really notice that his brother was coming up behind her until she felt his lips against her neck. It actually made her jump a little, inadvertently pressing herself into Borkul's hand. She relaxed though when she glanced over her should to see Gorth, feeling his hands slide up her front to grope her breasts.

It'd been a long time, years and years, since she'd been with more than one man at once, but she could think of no good reason not to right now. So leaned back against Gorth a little, enjoying the sensation of his lips over her skin, his tusks brushing against her with them. Her own lips were still meshed to Borkul's, her arms around his neck and her back arching a touch to press into Gorth's hands.

Varena's own hands slipped up Borkul's shirt, pushing it up and off of him, making their kiss break briefly. She was surprised by how excited she was, it had been a long time since she'd had sex with more than one man, but she didn't think she'd ever had sex outside before, let alone with two men, who weren't even human. This was definitely the most exotic encounter she'd ever had.

Just like when they were playing the reveal scars game, Varena would be at a disadvantage when it came to removing clothing. Though if it was or wasn't a disadvantage by now would be up for debate. As Varena removed Borkul's shirt, the two orcs had made quick work of her own and bra. When Gorth took it upon himself to remove his own shirt, Borkul would make sure to get Varena's boots off, and then her pants. The thick of it all she always had one orc to kiss, to grab onto as she stayed on Borkul's lap.

In a sort of mash up of discarded clothing the three sorta had a mat to lay on. This shirts and pants bunched together, but it was really just for Varena as the two orcs pulled her back to lay down on the clothing. The both of them getting at their pants so they could strip down and join Varena. Making sure to take their underwear in one swoop down with the pants leaving Varena with two rather arroused and engorged orcish members throbbing above her.

They wasted little time, Gorth moving down so that his cock would get closer and closer to Varena's face while Borkul got between her legs. His thick and large member gripped firmly in his hand as he brought it down to Varena's crotch. In the rush of things he had forgotten about her panties, and just as quickly as he had seen them he would be tearing them off, Borkul smirking as he tossed the torn undergarments into the fire.

Now uninterrupted he would place the head of his cock at her entrance, the hot and round head of his cock pressing to her folds before delving further. The orc silent in his first attempt to penetrate Varena, more a challenge really as he tried to work his cock into her. She was indeed wet and hot, but even then if he just forced himself into her there could be problems. This wasn't the first time Borkul had slept with a human, and the first time he did he sadly had done some serious damage. So he knew enough to start out slow and get his partner accustom to his girth.

Gorth on the other hand was giving Varena more liberties then Borkul had, his cock barely smaller then his brothers was above Varena's face now, throbbing and waiting for her attention. And with it a pair of balls hanging even closer to her head then his cock was. If she took the time to look Gorth was actually groomed, his pubic hair trimmed down where Borkul was much less concerned with such things.

Varena found herself very much at the mercy of the two orcs, not that she entirely minded though as they got her clothes off her, both of them working together in a way that made it very clear to her that they had done this before. She wasn't going to complain about not having to do that herself, only moving her limbs or body as needed to help them. One of them always had his lips to hers though, when Borkul was pulling off her pants, Gorth's tongue was in her mouth, and when Gorth was undressing, it was back to Borkul. Before long she was naked, laying on a sort of make shift nest of discarded clothes as the two brothers got off their last of theirs.

She wasn't entirely surprised how they ended up, Borkul between her legs and Gorth near her head, it was obvious which of the two had a far more keen interest in her and therefor would hardly be the kind to wait his turn. She was about to reach down and pull off her underwear though, as they'd gone forgotten, when the darker-haired orc simply ripped them off her, making Varena let out an irritated noise, but she dismissed it easily enough when his cock head pressed to her entrance. That made her give a soft moan instead, a shiver running through her body.

Varena's cunt was already wet, hot with need, and in his position, Borkul would be awash in her smell, so would Gorth, though to a lesser degree since he wasn't right over her pussy like his brother was. Either way, when Borkul started to push his cock into her, the woman let out a low moan, her breathing deepening as she felt her pussy stretch around his girth. Once she adjusted a bit though she turned her attention to Gorth, his swollen cock hanging over her head. She did notice that he was actually groomed, and in the back of her mind she wondered how long he'd been among humans, but it was hardly something she was going to ask him right now. Instead she reached up, wrapping a hand around his shaft as best she could, stroking him slowly as she leaned up and ran her tongue along the sensitive underside, her other hand cupping his balls as she started to fondle them.

Both orcs were easily able to lose themselves in the moment, helped of course by Varena's rather intoxicating aroma. Where Brokul was pretty much sent off into a sexual rampage Gorth was more disarmed and accepting to whatever pleasures Varena had in store with her hands and mouth. Enjoying how she paid quick attention to his cock and balls, making sure to use both of her hands while her tongue ran along the underside of his member. The orc making sure to get nice and low so Varena wouldn't have to be leaning up so much to pleasure him.

Borkul on the other hand was more then content with Varena's pussy. Getting her to adjust to his cock was one thing, but to be able to continue further was something within itself. Human women weren't exactly able to take an orc to the hilt. Yet here Varena was, her pussy more then inviting taking inch by inch of what Borkul was giving until the folds of her pussy touched base. She already had him with the scars and courage of a warrior, she practically dominant his desires and mind with that armor, but this? If Borkul was any more of a feral beast then he probably would be foaming at the mouth.

With his hands on her hips he took it upon himself to thrust fully inside of the woman, the head of his cock ramming against her cervix. Borkul letting out a few groans and some rather heated words, ending with Darva before he thrusted again. Gorth was too distracted to translate, but Varena would probably be able to understand worship regardless of language. The way Borkul looked at her obviously implying more then just carnal lust. But it wasn't exactly intimate love either, whatever it was it was definitely fueling the orc to just ravage Varena. His speed quickly matching his strength in plowing into her.

Varena gripped Gorth's cock at the base, holding it steady as she slipped the fat cockhead between her lips, her other hand still massaging the two fleshy orbs hanging below his cock. He was too big for her to easily take all they way, and even with him lowered as much as he was the angle didn't make things any easier. But she worked her mouth over his length anyway, her hand stroking what she couldn't take. His brother going between her legs made the woman moan around his shaft, sending pleasing vibrations along his length as she licked and sucked his cock, Varena falling into a rhythm easily, though she was a bit distracted by the other cock inside her.

Borkul was far more active in his attentions, working himself into her pussy, which took a bit of effort despite her sheath being wet and willing. In the end though, he filled her completely, her pink folds pressed into his coarse black hair as a sign of just how much she'd managed to take. It was a lot though, she could feel his cockhead pressed against her cervix, making her blood run hot and she was panting already, her pale skin flushing in arousal. His first real thrust made Varena moan loudly around his Gorth's cock, her breasts bouncing with the force of it, and every one after that.

Her head spun a little as he repeatedly rammed against her cervix, making her moan and writhe as he really started to fuck her, her hips rolling into his eagerly. She could only glance at the two orcs, but she heard Borkul's praise, and the look in his eye, driving her own lust in return as he ravaged her, her pussy stretching around his fat cock each time he plowed into her. Varena began to find it difficult to really keep sucking on Gorth's cock though, the force of his brother's thrusts making her bounce around a little and it made it hard to concentrate, and she needed to breath. After a moment she pulled her mouth off him, gasping for breath and moaning loudly, her hand stroking his length, his cock slick with spit and pre cum, and the woman instead alternated between licking and suckling on his cockhead, at least able to breath this way.

For the most part Gorth enjoyed how Varena did her best to serve him. This position wasn't exactly the greatest one to fully satisfy him, but at least she was trying. Unfortunately Borkul was off in his own world making the act that much harder and before long Gorth found himself wanting more. The orc playing nice for a few more moments as Varena retreated to vigorous strokes and attention to the head of his cock. However he would pull away from her soon after, moving however from above her head to actually being on top of her.

She would find Gorth now straddling her body, just so he could get into the perfect position to place his cock between her breasts. He made sure to keep the pressure on his own legs as to not crush her or anything, his hands grabbing either side of her breasts to push them together. Making himself a nice sensual valley to run his cock through, and thanks to her saliva and his precum his cock was slick enough to actually thrust. The head of his cock coming right up and within range for Varena to lick or suck at.

Gorth's new position did little to stop Borkul, though he let out a few choice words about how Gorth was blocking his view.. But the orc still had Varena's pussy straining around his cock, so he continued his ravaging. It was quite the scene really if anyone would come upon them. Two well endowed orcs using a human woman's body to their satisfaction. Only she was enjoying this as much as them, maybe even more. Whatever the case the two continued to thrust their cock, well on their way to the first of many orgasms.

Varena was secretly relieved when the redheaded orc pulled his cock away from her, as it had started to get a little frustrating for her. She was a little surprised though when he moved on top of her though, but she figured out pretty quickly what he was doing as he straddled her chest. The woman moved her arms out of the way as Gorth placed his slick green shaft between her supple breasts before taking the soft, full mounds in his hands and pressing them together. Varena heard Borkul protest behind his brother, guessing at what he was unhappy about, but having Gorth blocking his view of most of her didn't stop him one bit.

In no time Gorth's cock was thrusting between her breasts, the woman moaning as Borkul kept fucking her straining pussy, her hands gripping random clothing under her tightly as her hips bucked into his, taking as much of him as she could with each thrust. His cockhead cramming itself into her cervix made Varena feel almost overwhelmed but in a good way, her cunt taking him like most human women couldn't. Though how were either of the orcs on top of her to know that she wasn't completely human? She didn't even know that.

All the while though, Gorth was fucking the makeshift pussy he'd created, Varena licking and sucking at his cockhead every time it got close enough. She was definitely enjoying herself, her cunt sensitive and soaking wet, the aroma of her arousal only increasing as time went by, fueling her as much as it did them. Varena was crying out softly when she could, her body being pushed to it's limits by the two orc brothers, especially by Borkul as he fucked her roughly, more like an animal than an intelligent creature. “Fuck!” she snarled as she turned her head away a bit from Gorth's cock, her head leaning back a little as her body tensed, her pussy tightening around the fat cock invading it, her hips bucking and her body writhing. Her reaction would make obvious even to Gorth as she achieved her first climax, cumming around Borkul's cock. “Ahhh gods!” Varena was reduced to growling a few curses as she came, her hips working herself on Borkul's length just as much as her was working it in her.

Somehow the two orcs had gotten a rythym going, so that one would always be thrusting while the other pulled back. A sort of constant stimulation that no one was really complaining about. Varena's body pretty much the brother's play thing now as they kept her secure on the ground and used what they liked to pleasure themselves. That aroma that Varena continued to release definitely the dominant scent, having masked the grog and meat two times over now to keep this sexual haze going.

Borkul would be the first to cum between the two brothers, Varena's powerful orgasm to much for the orc to withstand. He plunging his cock as deep into her as he could, enjoying how her pussy spasmed and gripped at his invading member while it throbbed in response to pump Varena full of his thick and hot orcish cream. Gorth followed soon after, only his spunk was shot outside of Varena's body. A few strands over her head, then onto her face, at least that was where they would go if she didn't stop it all by leaning forward to catch it in her mouth.

Borkul started to thrust again though once he had finished coming, Gorth half turning to look at his brother and argue with him for a bit. The two brothers bickering before Borkul pulled out of Varena to stand while Gorth smirked and moved back so he could sit down. Varena wasn't excluded form this of course, Gorth grabbing her wrists and sorta pulling her up and onto himself getting her to straddle his lap before laying back. “Please ride.” He stated with a smile, though the reason he laid back was because Borkul was quick to move forward not wanting to end the pleasure just cause he couldn't fuck her anymore. His cock coated in his and Varena's sexual juices for her now to clean off with her mouth. Both of her partners still very hard and ready for more.

Varena knew that the two orcs were basically using her body to reach their own ends but she didn't really care, it felt good to her too so why should she complain? It wasn't like they were degrading her or forcing her into it, or even insulting her in the process. She had agreed to do this, so she could hardly say any of that could she? Sure she'd gotten a bit drunk first but whatever, it wasn't like this was nothing she had done before, it'd been a while yeah, but that was beside the point. She was enjoying herself, that was good enough for her.

The woman let out a moan as Borkul's cock swelled inside her, pour a torrent of cum into her core, his cockhead crammed against her cervix in a way that let her actually feel each wave pump into her. The sensation made her twitch each time his cock throbbed with release, her pussy clenching and rippling around him. Then it was Gorth's turn, the sensation of wet warmth splashing agaist her face announcing his own orgasm to Varena, who instinctively shut her eyes just in case. She'd had cum get in her eyes before, and it wasn't pleasant at all. She didn't react quickly enough though to catch it with her mouth, having been a bit too caught up in her own climax and Borkul's as well.

Then he was thrusting into her again, still hard and obviously still raring to go, making Varena gasp and squirm as his cock stroked her walls, still sensitive from her orgasm. He stopped though as his brother protested until Borkul pulled out of her and moved away. That left Gorth free to move back between her legs, leaving her chest a sticky mess. She managed to grab a shirt which she thought was one of the orcs' and wipe her face before Gorth grabbed her wrists and hauled her into his lap. Varena settled to straddle him, her cunt pressed against his still hard length, slick with his brother's spunk. His request made her smirk a bit and she sat up a bit, reaching down between them, taking his member in her hand and guiding it to her entrance. He slipped into her easily, her pussy slick and a bit more ready to accommodate him from Borkul fucking her. The woman groaned with a smirk as he filled her, rolling her hips to grind her cunt around his shaft.

Borkul, though, seemed intent on not being left out as he moved to stand next to her, his cock requesting her attention as well. She glanced up at the orc before taking him at the base, stilling her hips for a moment as she took Borkul's cock into her mouth, the taste of the two of them strong against her tongue. Varena let out a moan and quickly set to work bobbing her head over his length, lips and tongue working to clean him off, her tongue playing over the veins just under the surprisingly soft skin as her hand stroked what her mouth hadn't reached. At the same time, her hips started moving again, her free hand gripping Gorth's waist for support as she started riding his cock enthusiastically, her rhythm matching the movement of her head.

Gorth let out a very favorable groan when Varena grabbed hold of his cock, getting herself into position so she could slide right down on top of it. It took little to no effort due to Borkul's efforts and Gorth was already on his way to leaning his head back, groaning again to feel Varena's pussy embrace him in such a loving yet lustful fashion. As if no matter how she moved or what he did, her inner muscles took the utmost care to massage and squeeze every inch of his invading orcish cock. Even though Borkul had gotten Varena used to orcish dick, her pussy still felt like a virgins, squeezing and almost milking his cock. And the way she rolled her hips, Gorth was groaning her praises as he kept from thrusting.

Borkul was more then happy when Varena got to showing him some attention. Gorth's noises coming to a halt with how Varena's hips stopped for but a moment. Both orcs starting to groan again though once Varena had started to work at pleasing both of them. After their first orgasm the two were definitely more sensitive. And Varena's oh so talented holes were treating them to sex that they hadn't actually experienced in quite some time. At least Borkul anyways, Gorth was lost in his own little world at the sheet pleasure that Varena's body was providing, the way her scent only magnified the sensations.

Varena would feel a hand rest upon her head, Borkul grabbing some of her hair. He didn't pull or push or anything, letting her go at her own pace since she was definitely doing a good job on her own. But the orc just loved the way it looked to be holding her like that. To feast upon the image of Varena's lips straining around his cock as she took what she could into her mouth. And what she couldn't fit in she worked with her hand, just showing how earnest she was in the act. Borkul letting out a very satisfied groan as he stood there, starting to thrust a little now to give him that little extra against the back of her mouth.

Varena was definitely still very tight, their cocks were bigger than anything she was really used to after all, but there was no discomfort for her now. Just an intense pressure and friction that made her moan and writhe on top of Gorth as her hips rolled and rocked to work her pussy along his cock. His cockhead ground against her cervix repeatedly, making her hips buck, and she angled them so that as she rode him, her clit got stimulated against his crotch, pleasing her even more. They were using her after all, so why shouldn't she use them a little as well? Her hand pulled at him a little though, encouraging him to thrust up into her, wanting as much out of this as she could get.

It all had her moving at a fast, hard rhythm in no time, all the time suckling on Borkul's cock eagerly. She felt his hand in her hair, not pulling her onto his dick but just holding on, still leaving her free to stroke his length with her lips and tongue, her hand getting to what she couldn't. Varena moaned around the meat in her mouth, eyes closed for the most part but occasionally opening to glance up at the orc she was pleasuring. She sputtered a little though as he started to thrust, but quickly got over the sensation, letting go of his cock to let her hand fondle and massage his balls instead.

Varena's tight throat gripped at his cock head whenever it would push back into it, making it difficult to breath so she would suck in as much air as she could when they both pulled back. Her hips still worked on top of Gorth though, fucking him enthusiastically, completely lost and caught up in the involving act of pleasing two orcs at once, filled at either end with their cocks. Her pussy squeezed and stroked Gorth's cock while her mouth worked on his brother's dick as well.

Gorth would lean his head back forwards to look at Varena as she rode him, his eyes on her hand asit pulled at him. He was confused at first but quickly got the hint and before long started to meet Varena's bounces with a thrust. Her hips crashing into his own to intensify the smack flesh between the two. It only served to make Varena's pussy spasm quickly when Gorth pushed up into her, like the thrust was too much stimulation and her pussy vibrated a little in response. This of course only got Gorth more enthused with thrusting and before long both of his hands were on her hips, starting to pull her down harder onto his prick to make it that much more.

Borkul also started to take it upon himself to thrust, nothing as violent as his brother was doing but definitely filled with the same desire and need that they shared. Once Varena had removed her hand and showed she was able to get over the little gagging sensation that came with a cock trying to press against one's throat, Borkul would try to push further. There were just moments where Varena would need to breath, but after such moments he would continue, pressing his cock little by little to try and get her accustom to it. Who knew, maybe she could be the first woman to actually take his full length.

But before they could try to find out Borkul would surprisingly be the first to come to a climax. The sudden sensations of her throat tightly gripping the head of his cock was enough to get him to start up again. Pulling back so that the head of his member was inside of her mouth instead of trying to find new depths to her throat. His grip on her hair now rather tight as his cock pumped another hot load of his spunk into her. Only this time in her mouth. A lot surprisingly for a second load but orcs were known for having large loads. Gorth would continue fucking upwards into Varena, even while his brother came the red headed orc was still working his way to an orgasm as well.

Varena's moans grew louder as the orc under her got the hint and started thrusting up into her, meeting her hips as they bounced on top of him, working her tight wet tunnel up and down his shaft. When Gorth grabbed her though and started pulling her down into his thrusts, her pussy clenched down on him, a nearly violent reaction as he filled her to her limits. It only served to arouse her all the more though, her juices leaking out of her cunt around his cock to smear across their thighs and crotches. Varena's reactions to his assault went well up into her body, not limited to just the walls of her pussy, going well into the core of her.

Borkul, in the mean time, was busy assaulting her other end, her moans making her mouth and throat vibrate around his meat as he continued to thrust into her, though she still bobbed her head a little on her own as well. Her hand continued to grope and massage the large fleshy orbs bouncing a little under his cock now. The swollen head continued to press against the entrance to Varena's throat until it finally slipped in, being greeted with a very different but even tighter tunnel than the one his brother was using. The woman still gagged a little, but she fought through it, which only made her throat tighten around him even more, practically milking his cock as Borkul thrust into her mouth.

Varena couldn't help but gag again though when his cock swelled in her throat, which actually hurt a little so she was glad when he pulled back, both allowing her to breath and not trying to force himself down her throat as he came. Her mouth was flooded with hot seed, the second load he'd given her, the woman trying to swallow it down as best she could but there was enough that as his cock spasmed in her mouth some of it ended up drooling out of the corners of her lips. Gorth was still thrusting up into her, pulling her down onto his cock as his brother kept a tight grip on her head and thrust into her mouth.