Sexual Warlord
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+S through Z › World of Warcraft
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Adult +
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Category:
+S through Z › World of Warcraft
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
11,338
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own World of Warcraft, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chungo.
There are times in a young warlord's life where he gets bored with things and has to spice things up a bit. This is how I was feeling, so I decided to hold a dance party right in Grommash Hold. I was feeling flashy, daring, and sinister.
The night started off fine. I had invited Sylvanas and her groupies, the trolls, the tauren and many fine orcs. One of these orcs in particular caught my eye. A rogue, one of the finest.
His name is Chungo. I had seen him around a few times before rushing about here and there. I garnered his name from one of his guildmates. I didn't know if he liked cock and I didn't really care. I just wanted to slide my [Big Slimy Bone] into him and let him moan my name. Sinister, that's how I was feeling.
I had a plan, and the time was drawing nearer to put it into action. The music was thrumming, the lights were flashing. It was all a little dazzling, but that was the impression I wanted to give off. I'm Thrall. I have a name to live up to.
I drew close to him, a smile on my manly orc lips. He seemed surprised to see me. "Can I buy you a drink," I asked him. "O HELL YAH PLZ THX." was his reply. I grinned softly and moved away, ordering him the most potent drink there. Reaching into my pocket, I removed the roofie I had placed there hours before. I carefully slipped it into his drink and brought it back to him, encouraging him to drink.
And he did. He guzzled the liquor down like a hungry slut slurping hot [Moonberry Juice] from a thick and pulsing [Wirt's Third Leg]. It wouldn't take long for the effects to kick in.
And soon enough Chungo was feeling very amourous. He started running his [Forked Tongue] along my ear, his thick orc fingers aptly strumming along my [Runed Copper Rod] through my trousers. My [Troll Mojo] was working overtime. His own [Mystery Meat] was pulsing through his skintight pants, and I could see his [Small Flame Sac] clear as day. I couldn't wait to spew my [Morning Glory Dew] all over his back after pulling out of his [Fiery Gland]. It would feel so much better than fucking Uglymoo's [Homemade Cherry Pie], that's for sure. My [Hollow Wing Bone] was throbbing, demanding release, standing proud from the [Soft Patch of Fur] at the base. It'd been a long time since I'd had sex with anything except for [Clamlette Surprise] and I knew Chungo wouldn't disappoint me.
Things were going well, very well. I coerced him into my room, softly stripped his clothes from his body. I was gently rubbing against his [Plain Wooden Mallet], soft moans were rising from the both of us. I was ready to unload my [Burning Pitch] into his [Heaven Peach].
And then he unloaded a fragrant, repulsive amount of [Partially Digested Meat] into my face. Sighing, I wondered if I would ever have a normal fuck-session again. Calling for the guards, they removed him and escorted him home.
I took a bath.
The night started off fine. I had invited Sylvanas and her groupies, the trolls, the tauren and many fine orcs. One of these orcs in particular caught my eye. A rogue, one of the finest.
His name is Chungo. I had seen him around a few times before rushing about here and there. I garnered his name from one of his guildmates. I didn't know if he liked cock and I didn't really care. I just wanted to slide my [Big Slimy Bone] into him and let him moan my name. Sinister, that's how I was feeling.
I had a plan, and the time was drawing nearer to put it into action. The music was thrumming, the lights were flashing. It was all a little dazzling, but that was the impression I wanted to give off. I'm Thrall. I have a name to live up to.
I drew close to him, a smile on my manly orc lips. He seemed surprised to see me. "Can I buy you a drink," I asked him. "O HELL YAH PLZ THX." was his reply. I grinned softly and moved away, ordering him the most potent drink there. Reaching into my pocket, I removed the roofie I had placed there hours before. I carefully slipped it into his drink and brought it back to him, encouraging him to drink.
And he did. He guzzled the liquor down like a hungry slut slurping hot [Moonberry Juice] from a thick and pulsing [Wirt's Third Leg]. It wouldn't take long for the effects to kick in.
And soon enough Chungo was feeling very amourous. He started running his [Forked Tongue] along my ear, his thick orc fingers aptly strumming along my [Runed Copper Rod] through my trousers. My [Troll Mojo] was working overtime. His own [Mystery Meat] was pulsing through his skintight pants, and I could see his [Small Flame Sac] clear as day. I couldn't wait to spew my [Morning Glory Dew] all over his back after pulling out of his [Fiery Gland]. It would feel so much better than fucking Uglymoo's [Homemade Cherry Pie], that's for sure. My [Hollow Wing Bone] was throbbing, demanding release, standing proud from the [Soft Patch of Fur] at the base. It'd been a long time since I'd had sex with anything except for [Clamlette Surprise] and I knew Chungo wouldn't disappoint me.
Things were going well, very well. I coerced him into my room, softly stripped his clothes from his body. I was gently rubbing against his [Plain Wooden Mallet], soft moans were rising from the both of us. I was ready to unload my [Burning Pitch] into his [Heaven Peach].
And then he unloaded a fragrant, repulsive amount of [Partially Digested Meat] into my face. Sighing, I wondered if I would ever have a normal fuck-session again. Calling for the guards, they removed him and escorted him home.
I took a bath.