Male Orc

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Raiding the Sexodar

This lasted approximately two weeks as there isn’t a single soul in the Alliance that cares to stop an attack on the Exodar.

It’s okay, though. The Draenei don’t mind.  

Damn sexy!

“Seems I have a lot of people calling me sexy these days, damn straight! I have been leveling up just for you guys! I…”
Get that cock out, hunter.
“Listen Grok, I know you really want to show off that new Warsong tattoo, distinguished greying and oddly hot tiddy scar, but we have a lot of work left to do! Very sweaty, sensual, and erotic work! Now get that cock out this instant and lay back down!”

“That’s right, we wanted our little project to be ready by the end of the year, guess we have to put in some overtime, eh?”

He is mine, for now.
“Oh there is no question of that. Lots of overtime, hours and hours of exhausting, raw, and kinky depravity. I hope that eye-patch gives you a lot of extra stamina, because you will need it.

As for all of you… Patience is a virtue. I think in the end, you will enjoy the fruits of our… “hard” work. Antiana kalo korah, until next we meet.”

Beach Booties ‘n Booze – Featuring Grok and Val!

The sun hung brightly over Stranglethorn Vale, baking down upon the three friends as they caroused about in the pleasant waters. The goblin brews had kicked in a good while back, so what was once mere splashing and innocent romping had now grown to involve a wide range of more lascivious behavior.

Grok, of course, was the center of attention. Both Felina and Val clung to his green body, gasping as his large hands found way down their bikini bottoms. The game was over, the girls had won, and the beach ball was already floating steadily back to shore.

“Sorry you two,” Grok said, “I don’t have any prize on me.”

“Oh,” Felina muttered dreamily, her slender fingers venturing down towards the orc’s groin. “I beg to differ…”

As if rehearsed, the two girls both pulled down the orc’s swim shorts, sending his manhood swinging before their desirous eyes. Felina bit the back of her finger as Val reached out for the massive cock, tugging ambitiously at it.

Grok laughed. “Perhaps we should take this back to the beach?”

“But we only brought one chair,” Felina moaned. “I just hate getting sand everywhere. Ugh, and I mean everywhere.”

“Tell you what,” Val grinned, “I think I know an exercise or two that’ll have that sand bounce right back off you.”

“And she means bounce,” Grok emphasized. He guided the two girls back to shore, one at each side, his hands giving their buttocks a playful squeeze as they rose out of the water.

“Ah-ah,” Val said, wagging a pink finger at Felina. “I’m the oldest, I go first.”

“But,” Felina said, perplexed, “you’re a night elf. How is that fair? How old are you even?”

“Older than you, and that’s all that matters.” She turned to face Grok. “I need to tame the beast. You know, so you don’t get hurt when it’s your turn.”

“Get hurt… Wha? Grok! Say something!”

Grok only shrugged, giving off a light chuckle. “I don’t know. Val does seem particularly determined to go first. I don’t think we should anger her.”

Felina tensed up in response, her irises flashing ominously with fel energy before forcing herself to relax. “Fine! Whatever. I have some reading to do anyway. Damn it, I really wish the Legion wasn’t invading right now…”

And thus Felina was forced to wait her turn as Val straddled the handsome orc and descended upon his throbbing cock. Not even the chaotic runes in the young warlock’s tome could retain her attention when Grok began to pound ferociously into the night elf.

Biting her lip, Felina grew increasingly restless and desperate as her friends’ moans filled the hot air. The tingly feelings of the saltwater drying on her skin were quickly outrivalled by those of emptiness in her nethers. All she cared about was when the time would come for that emptiness to be filled.

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Hotdogs at the Darkmoon Faire

This isn’t exactly what our orcish friend here had in mind when the night elf propositioned him.

He’s hungry. 🙁

Fel Friday! Bound and Broken!

Ravage growled with hunger in his eyes as he approached his newest slave. Sage, a young blood elf, winced at his touch, her shackles and chains rustling nervously in the hot air.

“What’s the matter, elf?” Ravage grinned, blotting his sharp teeth. “Such an unspoiled body… It begs to be defiled.”

The fel orc’s member had swollen to an impressive size, and Sage could not help but stare at it in both awe and fear. With a jerk, Ravage lifted her by the legs. Defenselessly hanging from the fel chains that bound her, the orc had his way.

Her quiet whimpering and short, involuntary moans of pleasure were outrivaled by his grunts and the slick sounds of his massive cock ruthlessly pounding her. She felt as though the horror would never come to an end, and the longer he continued to abuse her, the more she hoped that it wouldn’t.

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Felina and Grok: Moving In(n)!

After a long time of exchanging flirtatious smiles across the inn, the desire finally became too much to bear for poor Felina. She got up and approached Grok, who, choking on his ale, was too flustered to do anything but sit back and watch as the young human disrobed in front of him. In less than a moment, he found her riding his green cock voraciously, and between her moans of pleasure he thought he could hear her swear that she would find out where he lived and move in with him.

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Fel Friday! Demon Hunter Doggystyle!

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