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Tav gasped for breath, her back arching as a thick tongue ran up her thigh. When the ogre had asked for a lick, a measly lick of her skin, as compensation for services rendered, she hadn’t expected it to go like this. It had started with a playful lick along her hand, then a growling demand for more.
What it turned into was Tav, being grasped by the other orges, and held aloft while Lump the Enlightened fumbled with Tav’s robes. Hurriedly pushing them up, past her calves and thighs, till her clothes was nothing more than a mess of cloth around her -waist. And Lump’s broad face was nuzzling deeper and deeper between her thighs. Licking down her skin as though she were a particularly tasty morsel.
And she was, evidently, if the muffled moans from Lump were anything to judge by. Especially once his wide tongue ran along the wet folds of her cunt and found her wet from excitement. That was when Tav became aware of a jerking movement beneath her body, and why the other orges were holding her up into a convenient feasting position for Lump. Their leader had a meaty palm wrapped around his cock and was stroking it rapidly while he moaned into her cunt.
Lump wasn’t the only one enjoying the encounter. The other orges were shifting, jostling Tav until Lump growled out a warning. That was when Tav, with a heady moan of her own, realized that the others were jerking off as well. Holding her petite body afloat with one of their impossibly strong hands, and eagerly palming their dicks with the other. And she… she was getting off on the attention, their fixation with her.
If it was the tadpoles or something else entirely, Tav would never find out. What she did find out was she moaned, and thrashed in ecstasy as Lump’s comparatively massive tongue probed her sex. Filling her, almost stretching. Making her gasp and scream but there was no escape from the pleasure. Not even as her body bucked and her nectars ran down her thigh to drip onto Lump’s cock below.
The additional lubricant, or perhaps knowing where it came from, seemed to be all the orge needed. Lump plunged his tongue deeper within Tav’s cunt, while something warm, thick, sticky and plentiful began hitting the backs of her thighs. He was cumming on her. While she was hitting her own peak. Being involved in this act of debauchery was somehow both wonderful and horrifying all at the same time.
”Lay this tender feast down,” his voice rumbled along her skin as Lump issued his order. Tav could see his eyes seeking out her own with a hungry fondness, and though her shoulders and upper back were laid gently upon the ground, Lump kept her legs lifted up. Long, lazy licks along her thighs, back through her folds, teasing at her clit. Cleaning and enticing her all that once, till her nails were clawing at the ground and a fresh surge of her nectars were filling Lump’s mouth.
Slowly. Oh so slowly, Lump eased Tav’s body back to the ground, pulling her robes down with a quick tug. She could see the other orges on either side of her. They’d made a mess of their cocks and hands - to put it mildly. Lump extended his hand to her, offering her a gentle hand up and to her feet. The tip of that thick tongue was running along his bottom lip though, smirking as he spoke.
”Consider me… Satisfied.”