Green
Mean and green
>>111292
WOW!!!
That pussy looks like it could crack open goddammed walnuts!!
>>111392
Great opening with the Argonian Maid too. But I'm with you on the scat stuff.
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>>114234
Sad how little orc women get love. We should fix that.
>>114295
bitch are you hot or are you cold, make up your fucking mind
buuuump
>>120765
artist is cedargrove on hentaifoundry. though they don't have too much more orc on there.
>>117420
I'd say she's really hot.
https : //hitomi.la / galleries/716850 (dot) html
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So what is it that you find sexy about Orc girls? For me, I think it's the power and savage nature. They wouldn't make tender love to you, they would rock your sock off.
>>124685
green.
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>>124871
green is good
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>>124881
Only for those who like hair in all the right places
>>124685
That along with tusks and being green.
I've always liked fierce women, and these are nicely exotic too.
>>124685
Pretty much that, though in my mind they aren't above making sweet love, most of the time they definitely prefer to ride you like the sexy beasts they are.
>>125214
Nice. Very nice.
For me It's:
>exotic skin color
>body jewelry and piercings
>tusks
>strong and Amazonian (good for both dominating and being dominated by)
>fierce and primal
You just know that if a powerful orcess is into you that's she's not gonna hold back and is gonna be loyal as fuck as well as really down to earth
>>130848
>loyal as fuck
Maybe.
Not totally sure if I'd expect that, though.
I have the feeling they're only loyal as long as you're worthy, in whatever sense.
>really down to earth
Along with a fierce temper, sure.
>she's not gonna hold back
Totally.
Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if she'd refuse to take 'no' for an answer.
>>130848
Pretty much this for me. It's the reason why I marry Borgakh on all my Skyrim playthroughs.
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>>124685
The way most people seem to draw them these days, it's like they're an entire race of punk rock chicks, but without the shitty tattoos that come with it.
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>>114231
Not posting the flavor text that came with the pictures? For shame.
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>The savage chieftain M'Zurga and her tribe. Surely, she believes, if further great hardships were to befall the Orcish race, they will be due to the poor leadership and the hardheaded nature of Orcish males. To this end, she and her tribe drink strong medicine to ensure that the majority of children born will be female. And they assault vulnerable human villages on the outskirts of the human kingdom, not only for the supplies they hold, but most importantly, for the human males who live within them, who they repurpose and convert to Orcish mates just as they repurpose and convert these human villages into Orcish strongholds.
>It is well known, after all, even within the human kingdom, that the offspring of a human and an Orc, despite the mixing of their blood, is still undeniably Orcish, as the Orcish blood is stronger. And the Orcesses of M'Zurga's tribe take a great satisfaction in watching as these human men become accustomed to the Orcish ways, willing fathers to Orcish children, whose former human wives or sisters, mothers and daughters can only watch in helpless despair as they embrace the superior, Orcish females. Watch... and help tend to the many, many Orcish children that will be born.
>>132692
>The young man, Edelbert, is the son of a man who claimed to be a soldier, but who their fellow villagers considered a crackpot and a liar. Regardless, the man had taught his son some rudimentary sword fighting techniques before one day telling him that he had received a message by carrier pigeon and had to leave the village at once. Living with his aunt and her family, who mistreated him, saddened and alone, Edel grew discontent over the years with his life trapped here in the village as a fisherman's apprentice. Edel would constantly think of adventures like the one his father claimed to have gone on and wished for something more in his life.
>When the Orcesses invaded the village at dusk, many stronger human men either attempted to flee or simply surrendered in fear. Edel was one of the few who had attempted to defend it, despite the treatment he and his father had received. The Orcesses had been instructed by M'Zurga to only kill if necessary, particularly these human males who attempt to defend their own kind. Their courage and loyalty will make them particularly fine breeders once they have been claimed by Orcesses.
>Due to the Orcess attackers holding back due to M'Zurga's instructions, Edel even managed to draw blood against one of the Orcesses assaulting his aunt's home. Not a mortal wound, but enough to send this Orcess into a rage. Just as her mounting anger causes her to rush the young human, a strong hand falls upon her shoulder. "Go to the side and lick your wound, fledgling," the chieftain speaks. "This human is mine."
>>114234
>"For the good of Orcs." In their tongue, it is "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa." The phrase has many meanings, many interpretations and its translation from the Orcish to human dialect is not precise. Suffice it to say, it implies a general sense of elevation for Orcish kind, of improvement, betterment. Human men fathering healthy litters of Orcish pups, children that bear little resemblance to them and will be raised in the Orcish way, is "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa." Every human male who is taught his place in Orcish society is "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa."
>But for a chieftain, an obedient mate who breeds Orcs is not enough. She must be sure of her judgment, certain of her decision that she has chosen the most worthy human within their village, a most worthy mate to father exceptional young. It is not a matter of simple obedience, of breaking the young man, for if that was what M'Zurga wished alone, she certainly could have done so by now. No. It was a matter of whether that streak of courage and spirit she had seen in the young man could be reinforced, strengthened in the Orcish way.
>Weeks, months have passed since the fishing village of Brisby was sacked by the Orcess tribe. The claimed human men of the village already were accepting their new roles. And while not all readily admitted this, some had even begun to take great enjoyment in the act of mating with an Orcess. The constant unprotected and unrestrained sex, wildly rutting whenever the Orcess felt the desire, had become normal to the men, a daily part of life. And so it was in this way that every claimed man of the village, young and old, has now dutifully impregnated an Orcess, created new Orcish life inside of her with his human seed.
>Except, that is, for one...
>>132698
>During all of this, and during the initial raid on Brisby, M'Zurga, the stalwart chieftain, had drank a very powerful tonic, a medicine strong enough to negate her Orcish fertility. While the other men in Edel's village were only taught their places, M'Zurga taught him his place and then watched to see how he would respond to these lessons.
>The young man was becoming stronger, physically and mentally. But still retained a spark of his independence. M'Zurga was pleased. For one week, she stopped taking the strong medicine. And then, on the day of a successful hunt, where Edel savagely slew a wild boar as skillfully as any Orc could, she could no longer wait. Seeing him fight the massive hog, wrestling with it before ultimately slitting its throat with his knife, was a type of pornography to M'Zurga.
>The two mated vigorously and for a very long time within the shaded forest. Edel had improved in this regard, too. As she rode him, M'Zurga could see a defiant look in his eyes. He bucked against her like a young stallion. Wishing to assert himself. To claim some foothold of if not dominance, of acknowledgment, as a male and as a mate. They switched positions several times, M'Zurga even briefly allowing him to be on top for a time, though he always would end beneath her again. Mating fiercely and for as long as possible was essential in making strong, healthy children. When Edel finally cried out as he shot his seed into her, M'Zurga was sure she would, as was typical of an Orcess, bear a healthy litter of three Orc pups. There was no cuddling after their act was over, but the two of them panted for breath together, sweated together, both aware of and content with what had transpired.
>But, nearby, one of the magical creatures of the forest watched on, curious. These rare lizard beasts could sense the magical energies of the world and their presence usually correlated with some meaningful event taking place...
>>114237
3rd pic.
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>As Edelbert cries out as his orgasm overtakes him, M'Zurga continues to ride him, but rolls her hips slowly now, coaxing the young man's cock into emptying all that it has into her. The expressions on their faces in this moment are quite telling.
>Look upon them for a moment.
>Study them.
>The expression Edelbert wears here is similar to the one all of the human men of Brisby wore in the end, old and young, both former husbands and their sons, when their bodies and minds were driven over the point of no return by the Orcess who claimed them. For a sizeable portion of these other men, perhaps a third of them, this had occurred months ago, on that first night when the village was conquered. For those, the outcome of their Orcess's efforts was now readily apparent in her large and swollen, pregnant belly. Soon, there will be a mass ritual, just as there was a formally conducted mass ritual of breeding following the unplanned and chaotic orgy, there will be a gathering where all equally expecting Orcesses will deliver together. Their human mates and these men's respective former wives and families will be made to watch, the human females will be made to assist in the deliveries, and as the air fills with the first squalls of healthy, newlyborn
Orcish pups, a finalization of this knowledge will be etched into the human's minds: just as a coupling between a human male and Orcish female is natural and undeniable, so too is the outcome of Orcish children who typically bear little resemblance to their fathers.
>During their mating, Edel had kept smoldering eye contact with the Orcess, his face almost an animal's snarl as the two of them rutted. But now, admirable in M'Zurga's opinion as his display was, that was over with. Now Edel could only shout with urgency and moan, his eyes squeezed shut in submission, acceptance, as he clutched at M'Zurga's powerful figure, his cock spasming and erupting inside of the Orcess chieftain.
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>M'Zurga's expression here reflects her approval of such a worthy young human mate. Of course, like a rare comet burning through the sky, in this moment of shutting his eyes, Edel does not see this pleased grin on the Orcess's flushed face. He has blinked and it is gone.
>This pleasure is one side of a duality of feelings inside of M'Zurga, both valid, yet mirrored. The soft pleasure she shows here, not only at this inevitable outcome, but with the progress her chosen mate has shown, with the promise and validity he has thus far exhibited in proving himself to be an exceptional choice, is contrasted by a swelling and savage urge echoing inside of her to shout out at the top of her lungs as if victorious in battle and proclaim conquest in her kind's language. A deep, primal feeling of dominance and superiority, knowing that her healthy young human mate's bloodline has now been forever diverted, what was once a human lineage, has now been redirected and made Orcish -- as was natural.
>Both of these exist within her in this moment, simultaneously equally pressing and equally true.
>As Edel's seed is welcomed into M'Zurga's fertile womb, the voyeuristic magical lizard beast's eyes flash. A ripple had been formed in the world's magical energies... For good or for bad, it was impossible to say. Not that there wasn't some indication of what may occur years from now in the glimpse of these possible futures the creature had for a moment divined, but rather, because a lizard beast, magical and rare though they may be, is not capable of speech... and cannot tell, even if they wished to, what exactly it is that they had sensed and seen.
>>132713
>It is known, though not often discussed, in Orcish tribes that while exceedingly rare, it is not impossible for an Orcish child to be born who does indeed bear some signs of their human lineage. And while their Orcish lineage is still undeniable -- the concept of a "Half-Orc" is human foolishness, a desperate attempt on their part to delude themselves into believing their blood was not all but extinguished in a union between human and Orc -- there is something about these Orcs, an inherent difference, slight but meaningful enough to stand out.
>The great Gur'ulak, the first of the chieftain warriors to unify the majority of the tribes and clans under his leadership years upon years ago, bore striking, flaming red hair and carried himself with calculating and strategic demeanor unfamiliar to the majority of Orcs.
>The strength of the coalition he had formed had maintained itself for generations after his death, only crumbling when the distant descendants of this once unified Orcish Nation no longer recalled the edicts he had enacted.
>And so the tribes splintered once again into tribalism and lawlessness...
>>121378
Fourth pic. This one's a long one.
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>M'Zurga the savage chieftain. By her edict, and with the assistance of strong medicines, her tribe is majority female, with only perhaps one in every eight to ten Orcish pups being born as males. These males are not mistreated, however, they are taught that they must only take an Orcish mate and never sire children with human females, as it is believed by M'Zurga and the strong Orcess warriors of her tribe that, despite the offspring created by an Orcish male breeding a human female still indeed being Orcish, a human mother is powerless but to pass her inherent weakness on to the child, a weakness of the spirit. This can prove to be quite hard for some of the male Orcs, as they, just like the Orcesses of the tribe, find the softer features that define humanity's appearance as attractive and have a primal desire to see that human's lineage, with their differently colored hair and smooth noses and skin, become Orcish.
>M'Zurga does not allow these desires in an Orcish male to blossom, to be permissible, for she is all too aware of the bull-headed nature of the Orcish male, all too aware of what can transpire when Orcish males are permitted to indulge in this bred-in desire to pillage and crush and conquer without fore or afterthought. And so she maintains a firm grasp upon the nature of her tribe, a grip that is as equitable as is sensible to be, but is more so firm. Always firm.
>But things were not always this way...
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>It is not acceptable to be overly emotional or contemplative of past sufferings in Orcish society, even on the Day of Remembrance when children and their parents reunite, as Orcish society does not function with human society's sentimentality and its concept of parental ownership of offspring. It is not fitting to weep or moan over things that cannot be undone.
>And of course, for an Orc in high standing within the tribe, for example a chieftain, this kind of behavior would be seen as grounds for contesting their strength and character, their legitimacy.
>And so there are very few who have heard the story of M'Zurga's youth.
>Edelbert, the young human male the chieftain has claimed as her mate after witnessing his courage in attempting to defend his village against overwhelming odds, has grown in clout within the tribe since those first days when the fishing village of Brisby was conquered. While still, like most humans, even humans physically stronger than him, he is considered by most Orcesses to be "cute... but weak," some are also beginning to begrudgingly admit that he has a certain zeal about him, a certain spirit.
>>132745
>M'Zurga had taken to calling him W'ru'ruk'aa when she wished to, the word meaning "The White One," due to his blonde hair, but with the "aa" ending the Orcish word indicated a quality of softness, even femininity, making the translation more accurate as something like "The Little White One." Sometimes when feeling particularly randy she would call him this while mounting him, coaxing him into crying out as he neared orgasm, with the use of her strong hands on his body and throat, the sensation of her Orcish pussy on his erect human cock and with the way that she smelled and tasted and rode him far more erotically than any human female could, that he was indeed "her little W'ru'ruk'aa." The redundancy in his stating "little" in the human tongue and then using the Orcish phrase that already conveyed that idea was, to M'Zurga in those moments of particularly randy and dominant sex, even more erotic; in time his errors would be corrected and he would speak near fluent Orcish, but for now, she relished in her human mate's difficulties in speaking her language.
>But these moments of sex aside, even more importantly, when it came to negotiations with other tribes over goods or borders, Edelbert's quietly confident, analytical demeanor complimented M'Zurga's more bold and aggressive personality well and M'Zurga herself recognized the fact. She was beginning to believe that the time would come where Edel would have to prove his worth to the tribe in such a manner that they will have no choice but to accept him as not only her mate, but as her advisor. A rarity, for a claimed human male to achieve a position of such importance within the tribe. He naturally had qualities of a leader, qualities he never would have been able to employ as a fisherman's apprentice. But M'Zurga did not yet believe that Edel would be able to defeat an Orcish challenger in hand to hand combat, as is what would happen if his potential position as her advisor was contested...
>>132750
>Regardless, M'Zurga felt she had chosen her mate well.
>And so perhaps it is due to all of this that, on the evening of the Day of Remembrance, a day she spent alone, aside from Edel -- so rare on this day, for an Orcess not to be surrounded with all of the many now-grown pups she birthed for the tribe -- she discovered herself talking to Edel and sharing with him, with terse description and a measured tone of voice, what the days were like for her long ago, when she was much younger and not as strong as she has become...
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>M'Zurga had been born into a tribe run by a chieftain named Nugh'nuk, the son of the tribe's prior chieftain, Ag'nuk. While Ag'nuk was a stern, but well rounded ruler, Nugh'nuk was driven by madness, both exceedingly cruel to those who opposed him and to those within his own tribe. At least the warriors of the tribes who came into conflict with Nugh'nuk's suffering ended with their deaths, the suffering of the Orcs within Nugh'nuk's tribe and the captive Orcs it took in from these tribes it conquered continued with every day they drew breath. Food rationed to the point of starvation for those Nugh'nuk did not feel contributed properly to his tribe, labor to the point of utter exhaustion, no chances for glory or accomplishment for any but Nugh'nuk, who claimed all things.
>Including the females of the tribe...
>All and any of them that he wished...
>Obsessed with propagating his own image, Nugh'nuk would claim dominion over the females of the tribe, other Orc's mates, their sisters, their daughters and rape and impregnate them. Any Orc who attempted to fight back would be restrained by Nugh'nuk's guard, Orcs so fearful of their tyrannical leader that despite knowing they lacked honor, they still obeyed his foul commands.
>>132760
>For many, this was the final straw. And yet still, out of fear, they did not act as one. The long torment had left deep scars.
>The solemnity of an Orc and Orcess entering into matehood, while different in some cultural regards -- the children they create, for example, are moreso considered the property of the tribe than the property of their parents unlike in human society -- was not entirely dissimilar from the human concept of marriage, particularly for two battle-tested individuals whose regard for one another had grown over years of both shared conflict and shared trust.
>Two such Orcs with a long and storied relationship that had grown from shared conflict and shared battlescars were Azog and Urdna. Warriors who had faithfully stood alongside the prior chieftain, who had devoted so much of their essence and lives to fighting for the good of the tribe, for its existence and its prosperity, that they had only one single child: young M'Zurga.
>When Nugh'nuk came to their to tent to visit, though she had only just reached the beginnings of adulthood, Nugh'nuk had not paused.
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>"Though you served my father well, your lack of confidence in my leadership disappoints me. I no longer need you, Azog. The tribe no longer needs you. Your own clan no longer needs you. They're mine now, after all. I've ended your bloodline. It's all... MINE."
>Laying on the ground, bruised and defiled, raped, M'Zurga can still remember her father, who had been beaten and tortured and ultimately restrained by four other Orcs and forced to kneel, then roaring like a beast, his rage empowering him with the strength to throw off the ones holding him down. Though bleeding from the many wounds that had been inflicting upon him, Azog had rushed at Nugh'nuk like a lion at its prey. The mad chieftain had attempted to back away, calling out for his guards to rise and defend him, but strong hands had grasped him from behind. It was M'Zurga's mother, Urdna, still nude, Nugh'nuk's contemptible seed staining her inner thigh. "Kill him!" she had shouted to her mate.
>And so Azog had attempted, pummeling the face of the mad chieftain with powerful bare-fisted blows that would mar and mark his visage until his dying day...
>>132769
>...But what stopped Azog's assault was not Nugh'nuk's death, his skull or neck breaking, but the drawn Orcish steel of the mad chieftain's guards.
>"Brothers!" Azog had panted, as he looked over his shoulder at the other Orcs, the mad chieftain still restrained by his mate. "Stand with me! This monster dies now! We are freed of his madness now!"
>"Do you really... think it so easy?" the mad chieftain spoke in a cracked voice, now as desiccated as what passed as his code of honor. "Be sure of it then... And be sure to always look about you... I have planted deep roots for my rule, roots to support such a mighty thing... Be sure these roots do not find you, my guard. Your clans, which have prospered while others suffered... Be sure these roots do not suffocate you..."
>The guards had paused.
>Everything had paused then.
>>132773
>And M'Zurga remembers feeling something that she now knew to be hope. Then, as a young Orcess who had spent her blissfully ignorant years as a pup under the rule of Ag'nuk, a dream she could barely remember, and who had then spent her years as a young adult under the tyranny of Nugh'nuk, hope was not something she was strongly acquainted with. But she had felt it for that moment, laying there, and felt it strongly enough that when it had been pulled away, revealed to be only an illusion, she has never forgotten this feeling.
>Her father had died that day in the tent of his clan, where both his mate and daughter had been raped before him, impaled on the swords of Orcs he had called brothers, but who had become too crippled with fear to remember their own Orcish pride.
>M'zurga's mother, Urdna, was publicly executed for treason. She remained defiant to the end, even as the kindling at her feet was soaked in oil. Even once the torch's sputtering tip was touched to it.
>And M'Zurga herself was taken as the property of Nugh'nuk.
>>132774
>Ag'nuk's former advisor was also publicly executed, for the crime of speaking out against Nugh'nuk's destructive policies, for warning him that through his tyrannical rule he was setting not only this tribe on a path towards ruination, but himself towards a path of eternal dishonor and torment when the day came that his fore bearers judged his deeds in the afterlife. For daring to speak so sharply of the chieftain, the Orc was not only executed, but first tortured and then his body defaced in such a way that in keeping with Orcish beliefs of the afterlife, it would be the advisor who would find himself suffering eternal dishonor and torment when he awoke up its shores.
>Atrocities like this became more common than ever. Nugh'nuk spiraled further into his insanity.
>M'Zurga was horrified that she was beginning to show signs of her pregnancy and she refused to bear this tyrant's dishonorable offspring. She decided one evening she would finish the job her parents started and kill him, even if it killed her...
>>132775
>"M'Zurga... I am so sorry that this happened to you," Edel spoke. The two were laying in M'Zurga's bed, made of soft skins and animal furs, large and strong enough to support their shared weight, though perhaps not strong enough to support their more enthusiastic moments of enthusiastic and animalistic mating. Not that M'Zurga was currently in the mood for such things. She was laying with her back towards her mate, speaking in a bit of a deadpan voice as she recollected this tale from long ago. Edel had one arm draped around the Orcess's larger body, gently cupping her breast. The comfort that such a simple gesture provided was very alien, very surprising for M'Zurga.
>"Don't be," M'Zurga responded shortly. "Nugh'nuk was stronger than me, at that time. Now, I am strong. It will never happen again."
>"I... believe that," Edel said. "But, you didn't deserve that, M'Zurga. No one in that story deserved such... unimaginable cruelty."
>"There is no such thing as 'deserve.' The strong can take from the weak. If the strong are malicious, they will. It is how the world has always operated."
>"And I... I can't disagree with that. I only meant to say, I'm sorry for what happened to you at that time. To that younger M'Zurga who had to see and... suffer such horrible things... I..."
>M'Zurga said nothing for so long, that Edel began to regret his words. Until finally, M'Zurga placed her hand over Edel's own, his hand that was upon her breast, and, for only a moment, briefly and softly squeezed it. "I know what you meant, W'ru'ruk'aa."
>>132692
this is like slightly different muslim invasion on europe now.
Last one.
>Pictured here are the Mountain Orcess Ur'lugk and Reunan, the son of Brisby's miller who was chosen by this curvaceous, full-bodied Mountain Orcess as her mate when the village was conquered. The Mountain Orcs, or Rughk-Ork, are of a different subset of Orc, known for their particularly large builds, but simpler personalities and dispositions. She and her twin sister are the only Mountain Orc within M'Zurga's tribe and so of course M'Zurga was pleased when Ur'lugk expressed she was ready to breed for the tribe and also on the night the village was sacked, that Ur'lugk found young Reunan very attractive.
>"Cute... but weak," as the saying of how Orcish females think of human men goes.
>The many healthy litters of Mountain Orc pups that Reunan will father will serve to further boost the strength of M'Zurga's tribe nicely.
>>132786
>I was positioned near my son, the smaller, more stern of the two sisters -- the one who claimed me -- wanted to be sure I watched what transpired. I was standing, the Orcess behind me, her hands roughly groping my body, possessively touching everything except for my cock. The air was heavy with the smell of aroused female Orcs, a muskier, stronger smell than a human woman's, but not unpleasant. All around me, the males of the village were either made to lay or kneel, their new Orcess mates either standing before them or laying with them, groping their bodies. Many of these males, like my son, were little more than teenagers.
>I watched as the younger sister, the large and a bit chubby Orcess who had chosen my son, turned around before his kneeling form and proceeded to bend over at the waist, her hands resting on her knees, clearly displaying her plump Orcish ass and aroused sex to his face. Other Orcesses were doing the same, some in a similar position, others actually straddling their prone mate's face. Given her size and curvy figure, it was a good thing this large Orcess was presenting herself to my son like this.
>"The rules of your human society cannot change this," my Orcess cooed into my ear with her taunting voice. "It is natural for a female to present herself to a male like this when she wishes to breed. And it is natural for a healthy male to accept this offer..."
>>132789
>The Orcess looked over her shoulder at my son and spoke something in a husky, sultry tone in her language. I did not know if my son understood or not, I knew that just as this Orcess had restyled his hair and adorned him with piercings, she had also begun to teach him Orcish. My son hesitated for a moment and the Orcess gave him a droll, somewhat impatient look, as if he was petulant, and then pressed her ass back against his face.
>Other Orcesses were already receiving oral sex from their human mates. I watched one particularly severe looking Orcess with a high pony tail riding the face of a man I recognized as a young newly wed, covering his face and mouth and tongue with the scent and taste of a female Orc in heat. The Orcess's hands were clutching the young man's hair as she rolled her hips, grinding her sex against him. She would stop every so often and look down at him with a predatory, victorious expression and speak something to him, whether in the human language or Orcish I could not tell, they were too far away. But whatever she said, his response was to clutch at her ass with his hands, squeezing, and, judged by the Orcess's pleasurable expression, applying himself to licking and sucking at her with greater vigor.
>"This too is natural," my Orcess informed me, her smirk apparent in her tone. "That is why it is lost to you humans, to your females. But not to us. The scent and taste of a female in heat... A healthy male's only response can be a desire to mate... To breed..."
>>132792
>My son's hands were plastered across the chubby Orcess who had claimed him's ass, his face buried in it. The strong Orcess stooped, bent over, her strong legs holding her in this position easily, her strong hands resting on her knees. She had an almost animal-like, dog-like expression of sexual pleasure on her face, her mouth hanging agape, her tongue hanging out from between her large tusks. My son was licking and sucking on this large Orcess's vagina, her clit, tasting her, becoming further aroused. It made me a bit uncomfortable to see his erect cock twitching and spasming. He was quite aroused. Orcesses who were not actively participating in the breeding cheered and cat-called and howled their encouragement, their approval.
>When the chubby, even-tempered Orcess stood upright, my son's face was covered with her musk. I could not help but notice the Orcess's ass jiggle pleasantly as she rose, something I'm sure my son did not miss, either. His eyes were a bit glazed, a slightly dazed expression on his face. He was breathing heavily. He reached out towards the Orcess, as if he did not wish her to leave. He did not have to worry. She turned and began to grope and caress him, guiding his body to the ground. His erect cock jutted up from him like a flagpole. I watched as this chubby Orcess warrior carefully positioned herself, placing a hand on either side of my son's head, a dominant sort of pose, possessive. As if she were claiming him... which, I realized, after all, she was. She rolled her hips down, her round Orcish ass bouncing as she took my son into her body. I heard him moan loudly, "OHHHHH!!!" as he continued to breathe heavily.
>>132799
>The air was filled with not only the scent of Orcish sex now, but of the moans and cries and shouts of human males and the Orcs who had claimed them as mates. Men groaning, their voices slurred with arousal and sexual pleasure. Orcesses grunting, speaking dominantly in both the human tongue and Orcish. But amidst this noise, one particular cry stood out, and the more it was heard, the more it was repeated as the human males and Orcish females continued to writhe and mate like animals.
>"Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa," the cruel Orcess murmured. "It means, in your words, something like, 'For the good of Orcs.' For you, this is what it means."
>My son was gripping the Orcess's bountiful ass, bucking his hips up against her, looking like an animal himself now. Their faces were very close, the tip of her Orcish nose touching the tip of his human one. Sweat dripped from her brow onto his face, sweat dripping from their bodies to the mat that had been placed beneath my son and the grass below it. He looked drunk with sex, intoxicated. I watched as the Orcess playfully nipped at him with her teeth and tusks, not actually biting him, but biting at him. "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa. Say. You say," she spoke with a heavy Orcish accent. My son began to obediently grunt out this phrase as she rode him and he thrust up into her, his cries combined with her own joining the rhythmic chant of "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa."
>>132806
>I did not think, before all of this, that he had done much more than perhaps kiss a girl. Now... this wild and unrestrained sex. No, not sex. Mating. Breeding.
>"Your blood... becomes our blood," the Orc who had claimed me spoke, her hands beginning to drift a bit lower on my nude body now, but still not touching my penis. My erect, throbbing penis. So erect it nearly hurt.
>The men began to ejaculate. Some crying out as they did unintelligibly, others orgasming along with their shout of "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa."
>"Human father..."
>I heard my son's voice, crying out. "Oh.... OHHH!!! OHH!!! I'M GOING TO... GOING TO--" and then muffled into moans of "MMPH!! MMPHH!!! MMMMMMPHHH!!" as the large Orcess who had claimed him passionately pushed her tongue into his mouth as he ejaculated inside of her. I realized that each one of these muffled cries coinciding with his orgasm, as he pumped his seed, his seed which was my seed, the bloodline of our family, into this Orcess.
>"Healthy Orcish children..."
>>132812
>The large Orcess pulled away from her lover's kiss with my son. He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He looked spent, exhausted. The Orcess remained on top of him, as she would until his cock softened.
>"She will teach him to speak Orcish. He will give you many Orcish grandchildren. They will grow to be strong and large, like my sister. And this is good. Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa. If it were not natural and meant to be, it would not be possible."
>Even hearing this, knowing this... I could not deny the immediacy of my throbbing erection, pulsing and pounding away with each beat of my heart, harder and more pressing than I had ever known myself to be. Harder than I had ever grown for my wife. And all from watching this, hearing these words being tauntingly murmured into my ear and smelling the deep, deep musk of a gathering of aroused Orcish females intent on breeding.
>On using human men to make Orcish babies... An ending of human bloodlines that have existed for generations upon generations...
>"It's time to give him some new siblings, I think..."
>My cock throbbed at this.
>Despite this knowledge...
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And done.
>>132815
Dude.......thank you.
>>132821
No prob. It was the least I could do for this thread since it added new stuff to my orc folder.
>>132827
Fuck that was so hot
Green sluts
>>135323
Oh yes.
Damn I love Orc women!
Are goblins ok?
>>137310
Heh. Nice.
>>130848
>>132456
>>138626
Dat hair and butt hole tho
>>114272
>>114237
Those were great pictures. Didn't know I like that. I like amazon women but didn't have a thing for orcs till now.
>>114237 #
Oooo, I missed this one. Guess I need to check HF more often.
>>124685 #
I really like muscular women, specifically tone over bulk - I hate hyper shit - and Orcs deliver. As a plus, their cultures and psychology usually appeal to me, with a focus on "Want? Take. Have." And as much as I value my independence, I love the idea of being ravished, even if the reality is somewhat less appealing. (Roleplaying is fairly fun, though, if you're lucky enough to get with a gal built thick and strong.)
In a less sexual context, I like a woman who can fight. A partner who can't pull their own weight in combat as well as in domestic life isn't a very good partner. I don't know why I feel that way, considering that I've never been in a serious fight, but it's just an instinctual reaction.
>>130848 #
Agreed.
>>128927 #
Came here to post that after seeing >>139458 #
I'll post more orc lasses later, but HelenaMarkos81 on HentaiFoundry does some nice stuff if you like tender sex. Based on a LotR fic she wrote.
>>140111
One more before I split.
>>140111
I completely forgot to post Helena Markos' art. Mostly because they're kind of less porny and more romantic so I saved those in a separate folder.
Don't search "sexy Orc cosplay"
You will find 1 or 2 women who are hot orcs but the rest are really fat women painting themselves green.
Total boner killer
>>140219
You gotta pleasure ALL the Orcs, son.
>>140219
>fat women
Disappointing.
>>109788
not
>Green
missed opportunities, the thread.
>>139459
>>125214
A man after my own heart.
Random questions: do people who like orc women/human males also like black women/white males?
>>143382
Of course not, bestiality is disgusting
>>143631
I know! What kind of sicko would want to fuck a whitey?
>>143382
I do, sure.
Interracial in general is kinky, whether it's between existing human races or humans and fantastical fictional races.
The latter is just even better.
>>138626
I've seen that orc girl in several impregnation pics.
Gotta wonder how many kids she has now.
Found a great Orcish female on Human male story in the archives
https://archive.loveisover.me/d/thread/6104909/#6121690
The second chapter was never finished, but it was a good read.
Started playing around with Daz3D a couple of weeks ago in my spare time, made this. Still just trying to figure out settings, lighting etc but I kinda like working with it. How did I do?
>>146490
I see nothing to complain about, honestly.
>>146490
Looks good.
I prefer green orcs, but that's just personal taste.
>>148746
I like both myself, but I can throw in some green orcs too. Been working a bit more on improving the lighting since in hindsight, I think the faces came out not looking that good. I´ll post some more renders later, my idea was to have the muscular orc be a slave to the weaker elf, since I wanted to make something where a physically strong woman is being dominated by someone weaker. So next I was planning on doing some shots with the orc being humiliated in various ways, used as furniture, facesitting, foot worship, stuff like that. What do you guys think?
>>148865
Whoops, forgot to contribute to this glorious thread.
>>148865
I'm all in for the foot worship stuff, just make sure we get to see some Orc feet too
>>142830
That candle has a face...
>>109788
Am I the only one who thought it looks like she's taking a shit?
What have I done
>>150021
made me hard as a rock.
Dem back muscles. unf.
Are ogre girls okay?
>>150813
sure!
>>142830
that candle tho
What do you think lads?
>>151405
Hmm. I say less goofing around and more fucking. Also could you try recording in a better lit location?
>>151405
Made me chuckle.
