Medieval Brothel

In the heart of a bustling medieval city, hidden away from prying eyes, there is a brothel that offers the most exclusive and exotic pleasures. Lady Elowen, a nymph of noble birth, has heard whispers of the desires found within its walls. Tonight, she decides to explore those whispered temptations herself.

As Elowen steps through the heavy wooden door, the soft glow of candlelight and the intoxicating scent of incense fill her senses. Her eyes roam over the enticing figures—muscular men, sly elves, and mystic creatures from distant lands. Each one is a vision of desire, carefully curated for the brothel’s wealthy clientele. But it isn’t until her gaze lands on a figure standing in the corner that her breath catches.

There, apart from the others, stands an orc with a beautiful face and a strikingly feminine, curvaceous body. Her powerful shoulders, strong arms, and full, firm breasts radiate a magnetic blend of strength and sensuality. Her rich green skin is marked with scars, adding to her rugged allure. But it’s the orc’s intense, dark eyes, watching Elowen with knowing confidence, that stir something deep within her.

“Looking for something special tonight, milady?” the orc asks, her voice low, sultry, and undeniably feminine, dripping with the promise of uncharted pleasures.

Goosebumps rise along Elowen’s skin at the sound of her voice. Without saying a word, she nods. She wants this creature—the perfect blend of raw power and seductive femininity. The silent exchange is all it takes for the madam to step forward, guiding them to a private chamber, leaving them alone to explore each other without restraint.

The room is lush, draped in silken sheets and velvet curtains. Elowen’s heart pounds as the orc steps closer, her body radiating warmth, filling the space between them. Rough, calloused hands begin to undress Elowen, peeling away the layers of her fine gown until she stands bare, her pale skin shimmering in the low candlelight.

“You’re such a delicate beauty,” the orc murmurs, her voice a mixture of command and admiration. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to taste someone like you?”

Elowen’s breath hitches, her body already trembling with anticipation. The orc’s hands explore her slowly, fingers trailing down her waist, over her hips, teasing her breasts. Every touch ignites a fire within Elowen, her need growing with every passing second.

The orc begins to undress herself, and Elowen watches, entranced. As the orc removes her tunic, Elowen’s eyes are drawn to her powerful physique, but it’s the orc’s massive cock that captures her attention—thick, hard, and pulsing with need. But below that, nestled between her strong thighs, is a slick, glistening pussy, dripping with desire.

The sight of it sends a new wave of heat through Elowen. Her body quivers with lust, but this time, something more carnal, more primal takes hold of her. She drops to her knees before the orc, her gaze locked on both the throbbing cock and the wet folds below.

“I need to taste you,” Elowen whispers, her voice thick with lust.

The orc smirks, spreading her legs slightly, giving Elowen full access. “Then do it, little nymph. Show me what you can do.”

Elowen leans in, her tongue flicking out to lick the orc’s pussy. The moment her tongue makes contact with the slick folds, she moans, the taste of the orc’s arousal driving her wild. She licks deeper, savoring the mix of salt and sweetness as her hands reach up to grip the orc’s cock, stroking its length as she devours her pussy.

The orc groans, her hips bucking slightly as Elowen’s tongue works her folds. “Yes… just like that,” she growls, her voice thick with pleasure. “Don’t stop.”

Elowen’s hands move faster along the orc’s thick cock, her fingers barely able to wrap around its girth as she strokes the length, feeling it pulse in her hands. Her tongue works the orc’s clit, flicking and sucking as her mouth devours every drop of arousal. The orc’s taste, the heat of her cock in her hands—it’s almost too much, but Elowen is lost in the pleasure of it all.

With one hand stroking the orc’s cock, Elowen uses the other to reach down between her own legs, her fingers sliding through her slick folds as she pleasures herself. The combination of licking the orc’s wet pussy, stroking her cock, and pleasuring herself drives Elowen to the brink of madness. Her own moans mingle with the orc’s deep, guttural groans as their pleasure builds together.

“Fuck… you’re good at that,” the orc growls, her hips thrusting gently against Elowen’s mouth. “But I’m not done with you yet.”

The orc pulls Elowen up roughly by her shoulders, positioning her so that her cock presses against Elowen’s entrance. Elowen gasps as she feels the thick head of the cock tease her slick folds, her body already shaking with anticipation.

“Are you ready for me?” the orc asks, her voice a low, dangerous growl.

Elowen nods, barely able to speak. “Yes… please…”

With a wicked grin, the orc pushes inside, stretching Elowen’s tight passage slowly, teasingly. Elowen cries out as her body adjusts to the size, the sensation of being filled so completely sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. She clutches the orc’s shoulders, nails digging into her flesh as the orc thrusts deeper, inch by inch, until she’s buried completely inside.

“You feel incredible,” the orc groans, her cock throbbing as she starts to move. “So tight… so wet…”

Elowen’s moans grow louder with each deep, deliberate thrust. The orc’s cock stretches her beyond what she thought possible, and the way it presses against every sensitive spot inside her sends her spiraling into bliss. She can feel the strength in the orc’s body, the raw power in every thrust, and it only makes her crave more.

The orc’s pace quickens, her hips slamming into Elowen with a relentless rhythm. Elowen’s cries fill the room as the orc fucks her harder, her strong hands gripping Elowen’s hips, holding her firmly in place as her thick cock drives deeper and deeper.

“You’re mine tonight, little nymph,” the orc growls, her voice thick with lust. “I’m going to make you scream.”

Elowen’s body trembles uncontrollably as the orc pounds into her, the sensation of being filled completely overwhelming her senses. She can feel her orgasm building, a tight coil of heat deep inside her ready to snap.

Finally, with a deep, guttural moan, the orc thrusts one last time and releases her hot seed deep inside Elowen. The sensation of being filled with the orc’s cum sends Elowen over the edge, her orgasm crashing through her with a force that leaves her breathless. Her body convulses as she screams, her climax ripping through her, leaving her completely spent.

As the last waves of pleasure fade, the orc gently lowers Elowen onto the bed, her strong arms wrapping around her in a tender embrace. Elowen sighs, completely satisfied, as she snuggles against the orc’s warm body.

“You’ve never had a night like this, have you?” the orc whispers, her voice teasing but soft.

Elowen shakes her head, a sleepy smile spreading across her lips. “Never…”

The orc chuckles softly. “Good. You’ll remember this for the rest of your life.”

They lay together, the heat of the night slowly fading as sleep claims them both. For the first time, Elowen feels completely fulfilled, her desires realized in ways she never thought possible. As she drifts off, she knows this is only the beginning of her journey into the world of forbidden pleasures.

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