Husband of the Goblin Tribe

Chapter Thirty-three – In which Ark prepares for a late night workout with Doll, dangerously overdoes it, and needs to be rescued from himself.

Prima was aware of who I had preselected, and to help keep up the appearances of a fair selection long overdue, she had brought two other goblins to the breeding room, who were Many-maker and Sneaky-finger. Of course, I chose Doll–the lazy guard as planned, and the remaining goblins grumbled, but it was not for the usual reason. Goblins get around, and Lily, having a belly far more swollen than it should have been barely half a moon into her pregnancy, had already made the rounds through goblin-home. So, obviously, some of the goblins wanted not only big-seed, but the instant kind.

Talk about greedy!

Just kidding. But, shouldn’t pregnancy be a journey of self-discovery? I remember my older sister in my previous life saying something meaningful like that before she had my niece. I feel like I am somehow robbing these girls of that experience.

Well, I’m a guy though, so I’m probably talking out of my ass here since I’ll never get pregnant myself. Kindly excuse my ignorant thoughts, I’ll see myself out.

Actually, I can’t go out. I’m a goblin breeding slave stuck in this cave. On with the show then, I suppose.

When the assembled girls left, Prima made it a point of letting me know that Lily hadn’t popped her proverbial cork yet, so I was free to take my time with Doll tonight, and I planned on it. While I would have rather stayed with Lily, I felt it was a worthwhile move here to go forward with picking Doll tonight so that it didn’t look like I was trying to avoid performing my one literal responsibility.

As strong as I believed Doll to be, she actually seemed to be a tad nervous now that we were alone–mostly.

I put a hand on her back. “You alright? Nervous?”

“Little. Talk other goblins Husband give big seed. Many say hurt, many say not hurt much.”

“So that’s what you’re worried about… Would you like me to give you the mostly painless experience?”

“Want not hurt much. Think weak goblin?”

“Not at all. There’s nothing weak about choosing not to be hurt if you can avoid it. That’s smart thinking, and your brain up here is also a muscle. It’s good to use it!”

“Head-muscle?”

“It’s probably the most important muscle in your body. And smart thinking like how to avoid being hurt is how it exercises itself.”

I led her to the raised bed, but I didn’t lay her down on it just yet. Doll, aside from having a fairly toned body, also had longish black hair. It was surprisingly well maintained, which led me to suspect she had been keeping clean by washing in this stream all the goblins tend to visit when they go out hunting.

I started by removing her loincloth and caressing the front of her body. She had perky tits and looked to be around a B-cup by the bra size standards of my previous world. Not as big as Prima or Jewel, but in no way disappointed. After having had my delicious way with Pear, I have no grounds to ever body shame one of my goblin wives. My hands gently squeezed them and I made it a point of complimenting her on the few points about her body that I liked. I told her how we were going to begin and that I would make her feel good with my mouth in order to prepare her fuckhole for what came after.

Though she had talked to both Lily and Berry who said they had a mostly painless first experience, she couldn’t help but still remain a little nervous. She was kind of like me in the respect that she wanted to get the worst of it out of the way, but knew there was going to be some unpleasantness no matter what..

I helped her onto the bed and sat behind her, reaching around her body and starting it all off with a bit of fingering. I wanted to go slow with her and take my time. I wanted her to enjoy the experience to the fullest, since this would be my workout partner in the future. I needed to cultivate a positive experience with me in her mind. My fingers traced all around her puffy jade quarry while letting her lean back into my chest, making sure she was properly feeling the sensations I wanted her to feel.

It was a slow start for sure, but I could feel her breathing betray her calmness, and knew she was enjoying the slow, methodical rubbing of her clitoris. I informed her about what she would be feeling when it was time to cum, and she let me know that was exactly what she was beginning to feel. I guided her to the first orgasm of the evening, and then held her for a little bit before moving on, groping her chest and giving her shoulder a nibble, to which I was rewarded with an intensely provocative growl.

The next step was to go from fingering to cunnilingus. I moved out from behind her and laid her down on the straw covered raised bed in the center of the breeding room where I did my duty. I slowly caressed and kissed my way up both of her firm thighs until I was able to spread her pussy and begin the slow buildup once again with my tongue, making sure to finger her cunt to prepare her for my cock, sliding my fingers in an out of her slowly until she raised her hips into my face and her body was forced into her second orgasm.

I gave her a chance to catch her breath and then presented my seed-stick to her properly. I encouraged her to touch it, so she wouldn’t have any fear when it went inside of her. I let her stroke it, and asked her to lick it with her long goblin tongue, explaining why I wanted it slippery before it went inside of her. Lubrication means less friction, which means less pain and resistance to my entry into her body.

I gave her the option of sitting on me, laying down where she was, or turning around to go in while she was bent over. She felt like being bent over was the option she had been preparing for, so we went with that. Her body was already sweating stickily from the two orgasms she achieved, so I had her lean forward over the bed and I aligned myself at her entrance and slowly felt the warm and squishy feeling of snug goblin pussy enveloping my dick.

Mmmh, it felt really good. Doll had top-shelf pussy, plus it wasn’t ugly like Pear’s was. Actually, I don’t know that I want to make that out to be a demerit for Pear. I’d probably enjoy a side-by-side comparison in the future.

It was slow half-strokes initially, giving her time to enjoy the sensation of my cock moving in and out of her entrance for a little before I started going deeper and feeling my tip poking against her vagina’s internal membrane.

“Are you ready? Take a deep breath, Doll. After this, you will be getting all the big seed you can handle.”

I could feel her body puff up from sucking in a deep breath and holding it. I held her hips as I pushed in and broke through as carefully as I could. The familiar hot gushing sensation became my cock’s secondary coating of lubrication. I let my hands move from her hips around the front to her tits where I squeezed them softly and told her to exhale. She had taken it without letting out a yelp, and it was time now for the reward.

“When hurt?” She asked.

“You didn’t feel it? We just passed that part. From now on, it’ll only feel good for you.”

“That it?”

“That was it.”

“It… not hurt.”

“That’s because you’re strong, Doll. Don’t I keep telling you that? I’m going to start now, so just relax and enjoy, okay?”

She nodded. “Listen Husband.”

Slow and deep strokes to start. I told her if she wanted me to go faster, all she needed to do was say so. It would feel good for her no matter what I did now. She didn’t have to hold back her voice either, just to go with it and do whatever she wanted. And she did, her body shivering at times and letting out a sweet moan as I kept groping her breasts and flicking her nipples with my fingers.

“Husband go… faster?.”

I began to pump inside of Doll a little faster, letting her body acclimate to my long and deep strokes, making sure I dipped as far inside of her as I could each time. I told her she could move her hips if she wanted to adjust her body in a way so that she got the maximum pleasure of my dick rubbing against the place inside of her that it felt the best for it to do so.

She ended up lifting a knee onto the bed and she gave me a new angle to capitalize on, which in turn made her start moaning more as meaty slaps echoed through the room. After a few dozen more pumps, her body rocked hard on a third orgasm, and I was still building to my first.

“Feel many many good. Goblins not say feel this many good!”

“Want me to go a bit harder now? You might enjoy it.”

She nodded as she breathed heavily.

“Listen Husband.”

I helped to support her body from the odd balance she was sporting, and came at her with some stronger thrusts from my swinging hips. She was grunting from actual pleasure now of being violated in a caring manner. Being able to fuck her at this kind of pace was causing sweat to expel from all the pores in my body. My balls, ready to do their instinctual job once more, sent the signal to my brain that the first creampie of the evening was getting ready to unload itself inside of her.

“Are you ready? Big seed is coming.”

“Doll ready Husband give big seed, make many strong ones!”

When a woman asks for it like that, I have absolutely no right to refuse.

I gripped the sides of her goblin booty tightly as my hips sought to deliver all of my most viable sperm directly into her ripe womb. I grunted hard and my cock felt like the bolt on a fire hydrant came loose, as blast after blast of my goblin-basting sausage-gravy saturated her insides. I had felt myself go a little lightheaded, but nothing like it had felt with Lily. It was just a really good nut that had built up perfectly.

I had pulled out of her almost immediately, and I was surprised to see an almost comical amount of my cock cream spurt out of her spinach pastry. Was it possible to even be able to have that much cum in my balls to begin with!? The craziest thing is, I was still wanting to fuck her more!

“Doll, how are you feeling?”

“Belly feel full.”

“Roll over and lay down, I’m going to pump you full of strong ones.”

“Husband give more big seed?”

“More. Much more.”

I turned her around and had her sit on the bed, oozing down her fine legs and onto the floor was a sizable pool of blood and cum. I pushed her back slowly until she was lying down and looking up at the ceiling. I hefted her legs up until her heels rested on my shoulders and set myself to go into her again. My pinkish cum-sheathed blood-bone slid into her with ungodly ease. Leaning forward with her legs acting as a counterbalance to my body, I was able to plant my feet a bit apart and lock my knees, using gravity and thigh muscles alone to absolutely smash her babymaker over and over again. She was howling loud enough to wake Vera if she wasn’t already peeping and rubbing herself.

Vera’s a good girl, but also a naughty goblin. I won’t blame her if she watches something that I myself would fap to, if I wasn’t already the co-star of the production!

I forgot about me being a human and Doll being a goblin. I was just a piston machine, and she was the matching cylinder I fit inside of. I could feel the heat even without friction. I pumped and pumped and could find no mercy in my loins, our soul, to stop. I was going to knock her up because I wanted to knock her up. It felt like it took forever before my second load dumped inside of her. I wasn’t counting how many times her pussy gripped me like a vice, I just knew I had to get my tip as far in as it could go, further than I really could go, until I felt the absolute heat in my groin tell me it was going to erupt like Krakatoa, and I myself yelled loudly.

Ahh! Ahhhh! Geht! Aaaaaahhhh!! Preeeeggggggnnnnnaaaaaaaaannnnntttt!

I did not think about how cliche and cheesy it sounded. I was a man on a mission right now.

The wave of euphoria that passed through me made me feel like I was floating.

“Sss-stop…”

A choked voice asked me to stop.

Doll’s eyes were rolling into the back of her head, and I knew I fucked up big. I don’t even know what possessed me to do that. I backpedaled out of her and slipped on the gooey floor, falling right on my ass. She was just spurting globs cum like chunky milk out of her hooch and I couldn’t even marvel at it, because my cock was itching to go back in. It was telling me I wasn’t even close to done.

If she wasn’t able to take more, someone else had to.

I peered towards Vera’s bedroom. She… she likes…

My body felt heavy.

I couldn’t move. I was fully conscious, but every part of me felt like lead. I let my body fall back the rest of the way onto the mostly clean floor and stared at the ceiling of the breeding room. My head felt like it was covered in a glass bowl. Everything looked distorted, and I wasn’t sure what was going on with me.

I just felt hot.

So goddamn hot.

And thirsty.

I laid there for a good long while, paralyzed under my own weight. I wasn’t tired, I just closed my heavy eyelids in an effort to get hold of my senses again. While I tried to center my breathing and focus, something soft sleeved itself onto my dick and I felt a cool and breezy sensation push its way through my body.

“Husband.”

I felt a body straddle my own and my dick enter a warm wet hole. I didn’t even care whose hole it was, I just needed one to release this urge. Was it Vera? No, the body was heavier, but inviting. Yes, please move your hips. Please help me, whoever you are. Yes, just like that, keep going, I’ll give you all the seed I have, I know it’s a ton still. I’ll fill your goblinhole with all of it. Just don’t stop.

The sensation was just right. I felt my body calm, all the tension in me was focusing in one spot. One final release. I just… wanted one final… release…

Nnnnh…!

I just let it flow, and whoever was riding me accepted all of it. The orgasm I had felt like it lasted an eternity. It didn’t even hurt, my balls weren’t plagued by the cold feeling of going a bit too far, I just throbbed and pulsed inside this pleasant cocksleeve and let loose like crazy, until there was nothing else. Until I felt like I had deflated completely like a balloon with knot undone, and then I was thirstier than I’ve ever felt in my life. Even more than the three days I endured under Prima’s watch. Like I had been laid out in an arid desert somewhere to desiccate under the shadowless sun.

“Wa…ter…” I groaned. I could feel my everlasting hard-on finally give up the ghost. Without the body on top of me grinding anymore, I felt the spout of the waterskin touch my lips and I thirstily drank all the cool water which was poured down my throat, until it was all gone. I wasn’t able to be satiated. There wasn’t enough water in the skin to replenish what I felt I needed. But I wasn’t empty anymore. The water was slowly cooling my body, causing it to involuntarily go limp.

The nice cool body on top of me came off, and my ankles were taken hold of by two strong hands. My body was dragged across the floor of the cave but it didn’t hurt. Not even when I was forcibly rolled over onto something soft. The same body then joined me, cupping me from the outside as I lay in the shape of a croissant. I eked out the words “Thank you,” and then gave up.

Gave up what, exactly? I don’t know.

I still hadn’t passed out, and I felt too weak to even open my eyes. So I just laid there, being held.

“Stupid Ark.”

Ah, so it was you. I knew… I knew I could count on you… P–