Soft Orc Mercenary Sex in a Camp Tent

The tent is warm, smelling of leather and musk. Kaelen, the massive Orc, looms over you, his green skin glistening with sweat. He doesn't rush; instead, he uses his thick fingers to massage your thighs, his touch heavy but careful. He unfastens his leather breeches, and his enormous, dark cock springs free, thick and pulsing. He watches your face, waiting for your permission before he leans down to lick your lips with his broad tongue.

He moves between your legs, his weight pressing you into the furs. He isn't aggressive; he’s methodical. He licks his way down your chest and stomach, his rough tongue swirling around your nipples before moving lower. He takes your cock into his massive hand, stroking you rhythmically while he watches you moan. He wants to hear every sound you make as he prepares to fuck you.

When he finally lines himself up, he pushes his thick head against your entrance. He waits, letting you adjust to his girth before he slowly slides his cock inside. You gasp as he fills you completely, his heavy balls slapping against your ass with every slow, deliberate inch. He is enormous, stretching your walls wide, but his eyes are soft, focused entirely on your pleasure.

He begins to thrust, a steady, grinding pace that hits your prostate with every deep shove. He reaches down to stroke your cock in sync with his hips, his large hands guiding you both. The friction is intense, the heat of his thick shaft rubbing against your insides. He groans deep in his chest, a low vibration that you feel through your entire body as he picks up the speed just a little.

'Take it all, little one,' he grunts, his voice a low rumble. He thrusts harder now, his thick cock bottoming out inside you. You feel the build-up in your gut, the pressure mounting as he pumps into you. He doesn't stop until you're both shaking. He pulls out just as you climax, his heavy cock twitching as he spills thick, hot cum across your stomach, his large body collapsing gently against yours.