Gregory got the distinct idea that he was missing something quite important that was happening. If he could have concentrated for more than three seconds he might have actually figured out why Algra was waiting for him in the glade. As it was, she was far too distracting for him to care about the slightly odd circumstances.

Their sex was different to this. It was more a collision of mutual passions and a deep and ever-growing Love than anything quite so formal or submissive as Algra was currently being. Even the way she had Laced the word master had sounded a lot more Like Talina than the beautiful orc woman. Gregory wasn't too ashamed to admit that having such a powerful woman offer herself like that was one hell of a turn-on. If he'd known the full implications of what they were currently doing, he might have thought twice about it.

Except Algra was determined not to give him that chance, and she stunned him with her next action. Lifting herself up on her knees, she grasped her breasts and lifted the jade globes around his jutting length.

“Algra," his utterance of her name fell somewhere between a moan and a growl.

The sound of her name on the air urged her on in her ministrations and soon enough she was enjoying the feel of his hardness slipping between her gleaming tits. It wasn't completely necessary to go quite so far in the act she had planned, but she had seen Janette administer a similar pleasure to him before and he'd seemed to enjoy it quite a bit.

Apparently Janette wasn’t the only one who could impress with such an act. She quite clearly had Gregory in thrall as the fleshy pillows bounced with his rigid Length resting between them. She watched the plump head of his cock pop out of her cleavage several times before lowering her head to let her tongue softly lap at the glistening bulb each time it appeared.

His hand fell upon her shoulder to steady himself when his knees threatened to buckle. She happily accepted the way his entire body leaned in against her and even encouraged the action by Letting his balls slip between her tits and wrapping her lips around the spot she'd previously been Licking.

Despite wanting desperately to tell her how good she was making him feel, he found the only sound he was capable of making was a guttural grunt. She understood perfectly, and felt the hot steely cock throb with an imminent release. Sensing the end was nigh, Algra relaxed her grip on him and gave him one final slurp before blinking up at him and seeing his eyes closed tightly in an expression clearly verging on the edge of release.

It was right where she wanted him.

She set off a fresh spark of pleasure by flicking her tongue across the tip of his cock to allow it to bounce between her Lower tusks before being ensnared by the soft seams of her Lips. Her hands slid up around his strong thighs, gripping the firm muscle tightly and slowly pulling herself towards him. In each passing moment, Gregory had to fight away the urge to let go and spend himself on her tongue. It was almost excruciating to restrain himself, and yet with each passing moment her mouth felt so much better as she suckled him further between her Lips.

It was a strangely unique sensation to feel her so tenderly massaging his cock with her tongue, and the way she slowly slid him deeper into her mouth might have surprised him if he could have formed a coherent thought. Algra didn't tend to spend much time on foreplay, presumably finding better uses for his hardened member than as a lollipop. Given the orc female's natural athleticism and incredible pussy it wasn't exactly a problem for their sex life that she preferred to get down to business. The times when she had taken him into her mouth had mostly been exploratory or playful in their nature. This time it seemed more Like she was trying to hone fellatio into a fine art form.

The feel of her tongue gently massaging the underside of his Length became all-consuming as she took more and more of him into her mouth. That gentle, wet caress halted when the engorged peak reached the entrance to her throat. She had never taken him so far before, and it took two attempts to avoid the reflex to pull away. In the end she used her grip on his thighs to pull herself closer and closed her eyes to swallow him into the tightness of her throat.

“Fuck! Algra that's..."

Gregory quaked on unsure legs at the surge of pleasure she gave him. The experience of feeling her training herself to take him in such a fashion was more than he could take. Three times she slipped him from her throat, only to repeat the action and gulp him down once again. He wanted to tell her how incredible she made him feel, but her actions made breathing difficult. Speaking was almost out of the question. It was fortunate, in a way, because he certainly didn't have a word for the effect she was having on him. He'd probably have said it was “orgazmocreduriffic," and that would just have been embarrassing.

Instead of speaking, his body took the only action possible and sent a riptide of sizzling ecstasy through his body and pulsed fresh, creamy cum through his length. She'd seen the signs and felt those familiar pulses along her tongue just in time to slip her head back with her lips firmly sealed around his cock to drink deeply when he released the first heated gush into her mouth.

It wasn't the flavour or the texture of that Lewd drink, but rather the desire to pleasure her mate which put the sudden deep thirst in her belly. He spilled himself across her tongue and she greedily swallowed every drop whilst he rode the wave of white fire through its crest and on to the shore beyond. Algra suckled at first with need, pulling him deep into her mouth before the eruption gave way and she settled her head into a gentle bobbing motion to savour his taste in the aftermath.

Gregory finally managed to open his eyes and watch the gorgeous creature kneeling before him, Lapping at his organ with such obvious pleasure. A deep breath was taken before he reached down to run his hand across the large and unruly Mohawk atop her head. He'd never quite seen the style presented as Algra wore it. Instead of a thin Like of rigid spikes, it was thick and wild as it swept back into the Long braid that now swished across the green curves of her rear. He expected some type of styling agent in the black strands, but felt only the natural softness of her hair lifted only by its own thickness and determination.

“I love this," he admired the style along with the sight of the woman still tenderly pleasuring him.

The compliment finally made her relinquish him from between her lips. She released her grip on his Legs to stroke the glistening member with one hand whilst using the other to pleasure herself.

“It is not seen among humans," Algra noted.

“Well it's fucking gorgeous on orcs. Maybe we should try it out." Their eyes met and he smiled down upon her.

The words made her heart thunder in her chest. It was a strange thing to be knelt before a human experiencing a thrill she never thought she would know again. Knowing that he might not enjoy her new look had troubled her twofold. First that he might find her Less appealing, and even more so that she found herself caring so deeply about such a trivial thing.

It seemed that she needn't have worried about the former issue, and she was currently working on seeing to the latter being more acceptable to her pride. True to form, Gregory's insatiable length Lost Little of its rigidity in the moments after his climax. All it took was a few minutes of watching the stunning, naked orc before him for fresh steel to temper through his Length.

It was then his turn to take the initiative, giving her bare shoulder a firm push that she allowed to Lay her down on the soft grass. Her legs stretched Languidly, releasing the tension built up from crouching before him and spreading open her thighs to suggest a suitable target for their next round.

It didn't take him long to take the bait, taking just a moment to enjoy the exquisite view down between those perfectly toned legs to the glistening treasure between them. A quick jolt of elation sent a shiver through her body when she saw him run the tip of his tongue across his lips. His habit of tasting her was definitely a happy perk of taking a human lover. Orc males seldom Lavished such attention on their mates. Their tusks were too large, or at least that was their excuse.