“Don’t stop!” I gasped.
“Name, little one. I want to know it.”
“Sammie,” I said with an annoyed sigh. I hated small talk. “What’s yours?” I asked lifelessly. I could honestly care less but if he wanted to trade names, I could trade names. Anything to get his big, monster mouth back where I wanted it.
“Thracker,” he grunted, face leaning in close to its meal again. His tongue pushed inside me, so big it spread me out and went in deep, making me shiver. His tongue undulated as he sucked on my clit. Hot breaths spilled down my body, his nose hovering above my hips since he was so much bigger.
Thracker's large, deep eyes held mine as I squirmed against his body. He tugged me harder against his face, his tongue pressing deeper and dragging against my walls. I could feel his teeth on my pelvis and ass, my entire lower half nearly enclosed in his mouth. A throaty noise came from me as my hips jutted forward, trying to ride against him.
One large hand pressed against my lower stomach, forcing me still as his tongue did its work inside me, mapping out the human pussy he wanted to make fit his massive cock. I bucked, my hips begging to move, but he held me still easily as he did what he wanted. When he sucked hard on my clit I cried out.
Thracker’s tongue was everywhere. A large wet, warm muscle licking me dumb. It was like he was really eating me. He could easily bite down and take a chunk out of me. Instead, his tongue rolled over me like I was hard candy, sucking and tasting, his mouth watering for more.
Long, hard licks moved me towards release at an infuriatingly slow pace. The pleasure languidly built, one tiny step at a time until I was desperate.
“Fuck,” I whined. “Please,” I begged, looking him in his eyes and trying to make him understand he was torturing me.
“Please,” I whimpered when his tongue swiped up my clit again. He huffed in amusement and winked at me. Surprise zipped through me. He knew what he was doing and was doing it on purpose—teasing me higher, making me wetter.
He had to take his time, didn’t he? With our size difference, he could easily ruin the fun all too fast and he didn’t want that. No, he wanted to fit that cock of his inside me and there would be no fast way to do that.
I flung my head back and writhed against his chest and belly as he slowly sucked and licked. An orgasm grew closer and closer, all the while he kept holding my body still, not letting me buck against his hot tongue. I felt his hard tusks scrape against my inner thighs.
“Oh,” I gasped and then I was unraveling in an orgasm. His tongue ran up my entrance and he noticed me clenching and unclenching between my legs. He pulled back in intrigue and worked his finger just inside, feeling my insides grip his fingertip tightly. I whined, loving the pressure of his thick finger.
“You’re too tight,” he grunted and worked his finger in deeper. My back bowed as I bore down on him, groaning in pleasure as I reached between my legs and frantically rubbed my clit, keeping the orgasm alive as much as possible as he breached me with his green, calloused skin.
“You like having an ogre eat your cunt, human?” Thracker asked with a gruff voice.
“You talk too much,” I moaned. He began to work his finger in and out. My hips bucked against his finger, wildly riding it as he used it to fuck me.
“I’ll talk all I want,” Thracker said. My orgasm finally teetered away and he pulled his finger from inside me and pushed his nose between my legs, smelling me. He groaned and gave another quick lick, making me shiver.
“You already admitted you need my fat monster cock.” He broke off with a groan, excited by his own words. Then he wrapped his hands around my waist and lifted me upright before pushing me down, making me wiggle until I was sitting on his thighs, staring at the massive green, throbbing cock.
“Put your human mouth on it,” he begged with a rough rasp, practically quivering in excitement.
“Yes sir, “ I said in awe. I’d never wanted something so bad in my life. I wrapped both my hands around Thracker’s fat ogre cock. My fingers couldn’t touch no matter how hard I squeezed him. He grunted and leaned back on his elbows, watching me and waiting to see what the human would do with his presented, hard girth.
I took a moment to appreciate its size. It was a thing of wonder and awe. The sad part was I now knew it could never fit inside me. He’d rearrange my guts. Even the tip might split me in half. It was a shame but that didn’t mean we couldn’t have our fun.
I slid my hands up his length, feeling the prominent veins as I made my way to his head. A drizzle of bright green cum dewed up, looking nearly radioactive. I leaned forward, my body pressing into his cock as I settled my mouth on the end and suckled. He was salty and earthy, a little musky too—a hundred percent meaty, manly monster.
Thracker groaned as I sucked the head. I loved the smoother texture of his skin here. I moaned as I ran my tongue over his slit, begging for it to give me more cum.
He gave a gruff noise and I saw him watching with smoldering eyes. His tusks curled out of his slightly ajar mouth, his bone jewelry stood stark against his green color.
I wanted him to look even more pleased. I wanted to make this monster be in awe of what I could do for him. Thracker nodded at me, encouraging me on. My tongue slid around, swiping around the circumference. My mouth trailed down the length of him, licking, sucking, and kissing.
I imagined him exploding in my mouth, hot spurts of green shooting into my throat and trailing out of my mouth in long streams. I imagined it coating my chest, its bright color like paint, showing everyone what I’d done to a monster. That I had got on my knees and was fed his meaty cock. I moaned while I kept worshiping him with my mouth.
My hands gripped him and moved up and down, making up for the fact I couldn’t fit him in my mouth. His eyes creased as he gave a grunt of pleasure. As I sucked the tip of his cock he reached down and pressed a finger inside me. Then one huge finger suddenly became two, stretching me out in hopes my cunt could take his cock.
My hands slid up and down his length, twisting and squeezing beneath the head that I kept sucking with increasing demand. His hips rocked up to meet my movements.
“That’s it, human,” he groaned before he broke off in a roar. I felt the beast begin to violently throb in my hands and opened my mouth wide on his slit.
Thracker shot half of his cum into my throat, hot and thick. He kept me hooked with two fingers between my legs as he pulled away from my mouth. The smell of musky monster man filled my nose as thick jets of cum painted my body from my breasts to my hips.
