Mummy & Daddy’s Naughty Diary (Erotica)

His flattery sent another flutter of heat rippling through me. But I couldn’t let him weaken me. I had to be strong and deny his seed entry into my womb. I was not a human cow. I controlled when the sperm entered my womb and found my egg.

“You will never impregnate me!” I hissed.

“Doesn’t breeding just sound hotter?” he asked and kissed me.

His strong lips claimed mine as his big hands engulfed my breasts. He squeezed them. Kneaded them. I shuddered as he played with them. He wasn’t rough, he was gentle despite how strong he was. I quivered as his tongue thrust into my mouth.

My pussy burned. His hard cock rubbed into my belly, the tip smearing something wet across my skin. I quivered, my entire body shaking. The chains rattled as my arms fought to break free. I had to resist him.

But his lips… The passion of his kiss.

His tusks rubbed hard on my mouth as he kissed me. This was no elven prince with dainty sensibilities. This was a rough ogre that thrusts his tongue in deep, claiming my mouth like he wished to claim my womb.

I had to fight this. I couldn’t surrender to him. I had to be strong. I was Princess Nataliala. I would not give in to the ogre’s lusts. No matter how… how… sexy and handsome and virile he might be. I was better than this.

I had to be better than this.

He broke the kiss and hefted my breasts. He buried his face between them. I gasped. He squeezed my tits around his rough cheeks. The stubble of his whiskers rasped on my sensitive flesh. I should hate how it irritated my delicate skin, but…

What was wrong with me?

He breathed in and let out such a lusty sigh of enjoyment. “Such perfect breasts. No elf is more endowed than my princess.”

“I’m not your princess,” I whimpered, the chains rattling over my head.

“Mmm, you are,” he said and turned his head. He rubbed his lips and hard tusks into my right boob. He licked up it towards my nipples. “You are all mine, Princess Nataliala. “I won’t let anyone have you. You are mine.”

His words… made me quiver. No one else but him would have me? He dared think he could claim me. To own me and pleasure me. I would not surrender. I would–

“Golden boughs!” I gasped as he suckled on my nipple. His lips sealed around my nub, pleasure shooting down to my pussy. My nub felt so sensitive in his warm mouth. “What?”

He growled around my nipple, a throaty sound of pleasure. I quivered there, savoring what he did to me. This was insane. I couldn’t possibly enjoy this. My cunt drank in the heat, clenching against it. My heart pounded in my chest.

This was insane.

He suckled hard on my nipple. He nursed on me, making me quiver. I shuddered as he did that. This was so good. He made me feel amazing. My pussy clenched, juices trickling down my thighs. I felt so good. So wonderful.

How could an ogre give me any pleasure? This made no sense.

His hand slid down my stomach as he suckled at my nipple. This brute was too sexy. Too passionate. Too strong. I quivered as he nursed at me as his calloused fingers slid over my silky stomach. He passed my bellybutton. My cunt quivered.

No, no, no. He couldn’t think about touching me there. This was so insane that I had trouble squeezing my thighs shut. I clamped them as I whimpered, my pussy burning to feel the ogre’s digits stroking my virginal flesh.

He pressed his hands between my thighs with ease.

My legs parted.

“No,” I groaned as he suckled harder at my nipple.

His rough hand rubbed at my virginal flesh. My pussy quivered as he stroked up and down my folds. Waves of pleasure swept through me. It was incredible to have him doing that. His fingers felt so good on my pussy lips.

“Stop this!” I cried out, not sure at him for how amazing he touched me, or at my body for betraying me.

He nibbled on my nipple with his lips as I shuddered from the pleasure. The chains rattled, his fingers stroking up and down my cuntlips. This was so wild. My pussy drank in his strong caresses. Why was the ogre pleasuring me?

“This isn’t right!” I shrieked.

“What isn’t, Princess Nataliala?” he growled. “To be loved by an ogre?”

“Yes! Ogres can’t love! You’re all just disgusting brutes! Big and hairy and covered in muscles. You’re not… not… what a delicate, elven princess craves.”

“You sure?” he asked with a cocky grin, his finger sliding up and down the groove of my pussy. He brushed my clit.

I shuddered, the chains clinking. “Yes!” I whimpered. “I’m sure. I’ll never be yours. You’re wasting your time!”

“You sure about that, my princess?” he growled and dropped to his knees.

He pushed my legs apart and licked his lips and tusks. My eyes bulged. There was no way he could be meaning to do that. I shook my head as he buried his face into my virgin pussy. His lips and hard tusks rubbed at my sensitive flesh.

He licked me.

Lapped at me. It was an incredible delight to have that bold tongue sliding through my folds. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. His tongue stroked over my hymen and brushed my clit. I bucked, my big boobs jiggling, the chain rattling.

I groaned with how amazing that felt to have him licking at me. I shook my head, my ears twitching. I couldn’t let this amazing tongue weaken me. I had to be strong. He was a brute. An ogre. I was an elvish princess.

I couldn’t let this brute do this to me. I couldn’t let him defeat me. I would be strong. I would resist his tongue stroking through my folds and sending such delight through me. I wouldn’t cum. No matter how many times he licked my clit.

Sparks burst from my bud.

“Mmm, that’s delicious,” he growled. “Such a wonderful cunt, princess. You’re going to drown me in your pussy cream.”

“Never!” I hissed in defiance. “I’ll never do that!”

He flicked his tongue through my folds again, stroking over my clit. I gasped, the pleasure escaping my lips before I could stop it. He chuckled and fluttered his strong tongue against my bud. I clamped my jaws shut.

Delight rippled through my pussy. I fought against it. I resisted with all my might as the pleasure surged through me. His masculine tongue stroked my bud with such force. My cunt loved it, the treacherous hole begging for more. His hands grabbed my butt-cheeks, pulling my vulva tight again at his lips and tusks.

“No, no, no,” I gasped as the pleasure swelled.

I couldn’t let this brute make me cum. I had to be strong. I had to resist. I was Princess Nataliala. I would not be this terrible monster’s elf-slut. I would not give him the satisfaction of making me cum. I would be pure. Wholesome.

I was a good girl. Not some trollop.

The ogre feasted on me with his big tongue. He stroked over my virgin pussy lips with such force. I quivered at how passionate he was. His hands gripped my rump. He squeezed my ass as he licked and lapped at me. It was an outstanding moment to enjoy.

I wanted to cry out about how great this felt, but I kept my jaws clamped. I could not longer trust myself not to moan like a wanton whore beneath the ogre’s oral assault on my pussy. He stroked my labia and brushed my clit. I bucked.

My chains rattled.

He growled and flicked his tongue through my folds. He lapped at me with such hunger. I quivered at how he feasted on me. It was an outstanding moment of delight. My face contorted with his tongue slathering over my pussy folds.

“That’s it, Princess,” Kartem growled. “You’re going to drown me in pussy juices.”

I shook my head, unable to speak.

His tongue played with my clit now. He concentrated on my bud. My weakness. I shuddered, my huge tits bouncing before me. My ears twitched as the brutish ogre stroked his tongue over my innocent flesh. This was too much.

I couldn’t withstand this. I tried so hard, but my pussy craved that burst of cum. I whimpered, my jaw clenched so tight. My body trembled as he suckled on my bud, his tusks rubbing hard on my vulva. Pleasure burst inside of me.

I climaxed on the ogre’s tongue.

My chains rattled as my body bucked. My virgin pussy smeared over his mouth as the pleasure rushed through me. It was an incredible delight. Stars danced before my eyes as my moans burst from my sealed lips. The ecstasy drowned my mind.

I fought against gasping out as more and more pleasure rippled out of my virgin pussy. I quivered here, my big breasts bouncing and heaving. The chains rattled as the rapture washed through me. His tongue stroked over my virgin folds.

“My sweet elf,” he growled.

“No, no, no,” I cried, my head throwing back.

“Yes.” The ogre licked my cunt and sent more pleasure surging through me.

He stroked over my clit, the ecstasy sweeping through my body. He kept feasting on me. Kept licking and lapping at me. It was an incredible treat to have all this pleasure surging through me. Stars danced before my vision.

I quivered here, my chains rattling as he licked and lapped at my cunt. Another orgasm burst inside of me. It was intense. The pleasure swept through me. I quivered through the orgasm, my moans and whimpers bursting from my lips.

“Mmm, such a sweet elf,” rumbled the ogre. “Just drowning me in your passion.”

“I’m not!” I gasped, shaking my head.

“You are,” he growled. “You’re my little elf. You love this.”

He suckled on my clit.

Another burst of pleasure exploded in me. I gasped, my chains rattling. I shuddered here, the ecstasy sweeping hot through me. It reached my mind. I groaned as the pleasure drowned me. It was maddening that I loved this.

I savored it. My entire body quivered. My eyes rolled back in my head. The tips of my ears quivered as his tongue slid through my folds. He growled his delight then pulled his head away. He rose and shook his dick at me.

“Mmm, don’t you want to worship this now, my sweet elf,” he asked as I quivered through my ecstasy.

“No!” I gasped, afraid. So terribly afraid at how wondrous that felt. At how handsome the ogre was. He was so much more brawny than any elf. So much stronger. More masculine. I quivered for him. “I would rather be tortured than to have your brutish touch upon my innocent flesh.”