Husband of the Goblin Tribe

Chapter Twenty-seven – In which Ark tastes a not-so-forbidden fruit, and discovers the eternal truth: that every group of girls has a secret slut.

And here it was.

It came at last.

The beater.

That’s right. The absolute most ugly, beaten-up, green and brown rotten-meat looking pussy in the whole goblin tribe. I was sure of it and I still hadn’t seen the remaining girls’s pussies clearly yet to compare. My reason for picking her was as follows: I wanted something other than berries and meat, and she was the go-to goblin for that. She was also right in the median height between all goblins I’ve seen so far, had a moderate set of olive-colored breasts, and already looked fat enough to be a month or more pregnant.

Probably the first thing about her that I found promising was that she had a similar sweet scent to Berry. Some initial conversation revealed that she was called Fruit-finder among the goblin tribe. She was also a bit of a glutton, since she spent a majority of her time eating because it was what she liked to do to kill the boredom in her life. That’s not to say she’s a fruitarian or a vegetarian, she’s a goblin, and an obligate carnivore.

I admit to having trouble imagining a goblin as rotund as she looked climbing trees and picking apples. But she was very vocal about knowing where the tastiest fruits in the forest were, and the fact of the matter is, fat people know their shit when it comes to food.

She was also on amicable terms with Berry, which already put her in a good light with me.

“So, how would you like to enjoy getting big seed tonight?”

She didn’t have any preference in how she wanted it when I explained things, but she did hear about how many times I filled Berry up and she wanted that kind of experience. I don’t know how up for it my dong was right now, but I was willing to do my part tonight to secure some alternate nutrition.

I explained some of the fixed options on the menu, and she chose the full package–beginning with the relatively painless first time experience with oral foreplay. So, laying her down on my raised straw bed, I had already stripped her of her loincloth and spread her legs, giving her a safety whiff to which I was happy to report, there was nothing rank. She was a hell of a lot cleaner than I expected and that already put my boner in a good mood.

It was upon touching her body that I learned she wasn’t fat at all. She was solid. There was plenty of fat on her body, but underneath was a physique that a little routine exercise might chisel out into a sculpture, perhaps better than what Tree-chopper might be hiding. But then again, fat girls, even if they are goblins, have that special cushion for the pushin’. I’m not one to body shame when it comes to shape. I keep my shaming entirely for a lack of personal hygiene.

While my face was between her legs, tongue-dancing through her puffy meat-curtains which felt like a wet jet-puffed marshmallow cut on one side with a knife and then pushed inside out. I found it amazing how sticky and wet she was, but not in an unpleasant way. She was incredibly receptive to my tongue diving, and didn’t bother to be reserved with her voice as I gave up with any intentions of a slow crawl, and just licked her lunch meat with fury.

She came, and had the audacity to reach for my head and keep it there, pushing my face into her scrunched up ugly-rug.

Well, if you like it so much, then have another!

I don’t mind a woman being a bit handsy with me when it comes to that. It only means I’m doing a good job of it, I think. Guys do it all the time to girls when they go down on them, so it’s only fair to reciprocate. That being said, I haven’t yet let a goblin take me inside their mouth past their razor sharp teeth. I’m fine getting enough pleasure from their long tongues snaking around my cock outside of their lips.

I had half a thought of teaching Vera how to do it though. Something about a quiet girl giving me a nice blowjob… actually, I’d be game with Truffle doing it too, if she didn’t think my dick looked like a mushroom. I just don’t have quite that level of faith in her not to give it an absent-minded bite.

This mushroom won’t grow back if she does it!

The second oral orgasm this chunkster had led to the release of my head, and allowed me to present the star of the show. Husband’s Seed-stick! (applause).

She was fine with taking it while lying on her back, and her cunt was just oozing for it, practically begging for it to go inside of her fuckhole. She wasn’t squeezing me tightly when I entered, but the membrane inside was present. So I did some shallow fucking at first, caressing her thick sweaty thighs and plump stomach down to her puffy pussy pouch just above her fuckhole. I also touched her generously around her clitoris, and she was lolling her head by that point.

I asked if she was ready, and she braced herself. A slow push tore her internal hymen, and her insides quickly became super-lubricated with a warm fluid; Blood, as experience dictated. I gave her a moment of reprieve for the immediate pain of the tear I could do little about.

I enjoyed having a raised bed to fuck a goblin on. I mean, if I have to be a goblin breeding slave, I should at least be able to enjoy the corruption that brings with it. Her insides were every bit as cushioned as her meaty, puffy pussy, and having her ass right at the edge of the bed made it so I could go balls deep with impunity. Once she got used to my cock, it was right to the races, as she wanted me to go fast, if not hard once I had built up a rhythm. I don’t think she was interested all that much in getting hammered, so much as she liked rapid pumps.

She was entirely loose, and by that I meant her body and not just her cunt. She wasn’t tense at all, she was just laying back and fully enjoying the experience. She was able to orgasm again from my cock with little effort, and placed a hand over her womb, stating her satisfaction with having a full belly once I blasted it full of my A-rank swimmers. After a couple minutes to cool down, I had her bent over the bed, and went for round two from behind.

Hitting it from behind, she naturally threw back her ass as I plunged balls-deep inside. She had some serious game for being a first-timer. Not that I had much room to talk, being a virgin for way too long before I had been captured not so long ago. Since she was such a cooperating lay, and even had a clean asshole, I used a thumb to massage her dirty dugout and she moaned a bit too loud to not want me to keep doing that.

Was she kinky?

Oh hell yeah, I’m down to pound brown town!

I hocked a fat loogie right between her ass cheeks and rubbed it in with my thumb, pushing against her chocolate cavern. Now is when her inviting pussy began to clench down and threaten to crush my cock. As my thumb threatened to sink into her backdoor, she came again and cried out.

“Hey… would… you like to try that?”

“Try what?”

“Letting me put my seed-stick in there.”

“...Husband.”

“Yes?”

“Put more big seed in my belly… after?”

“I’ll fill you up until you can only leak it out.”

She wiggled her ass at me, which I took as both permission and an invitation. I had a water flask nearby, so I would clean it off immediately after. I had a good feeling it wouldn’t be too dangerous, also thinking there was little likelihood of catching anything debilitating from her. My cock was lubed up with seminal fluid, hymenal blood, and her natural vaginal secretions. I was basically covered in goblin astroglide. Keeping her in that position, made sure she was bent over at a good angle on the raised bed, and gave my guy a good push into her tush, and she yelped as I entered her.

A loud groan as I went slowly in stages until I was diving deep in her forbidden cave-hole.

She was a total champ!

It was tight at first, and felt like I was scraping all of her insides, but she figured out how to loosen some of her muscles far faster than I knew, or even thought she could. Thanks to that, I was able to piston into her ass at a speed she seemed to enjoy immensely. She grunted plentifully as I made her ass my gob-bitch, and as I wrapped a hand under her front gut to hold her body steady, I truly wasted seed for the first time right inside of her abyss.

Her knees started to give out and I stayed plugged inside of her while she panted and gasped for air.

Now, I have a semi-dirty rag, or semi-clean one if looking at it from the other perspective of what’s considered dirty to a goblin. I quickly washed and dried my penis off with some of the water from the water flask, took a sip from it, offered her a sip from it, and then had her back on the bed where I went for round three with a nice mating press.

She was doing great, and I enjoyed groping her squishy tits, pulling and pinching her tiny brown nipples until she was spasming again from another orgasm. I put a third thick load inside of her as her eyes rolled back into her head, though the only second viable one for the purposes of making little goblins.

It was time to rest for a little bit now, and I tried to hold her, but she quickly came to life and escaped from my bed, rushing out of the breeding room.

Ah, was it a hit and run?

I thought it had been, until she came back fairly quickly and carried with her a boon. She had an arm full of fruits!

Oh fuck yeah!

She shared some with me, going to town on something that looked like a juicy pear. Some less awkward conversation between us led to me learning she found those pear-like fruits to be her favorite of them all. I was partial to the nice red apple that was twice as juicy as any I’d ever bought in a supermarket in my last life. Definitely juicier than any fruit I ate living with my family in this life.

“Husband, after eat… do more?”

“Sure. Say, want a name before we continue?”

“Husband give name? Last goblin not give name from what hear.”

“Hmm, you mean Fish-catcher? I couldn’t think of one I wanted to give her, but I do have the most suitable name for you.”

“What name?”

“I’ll call you Pear. It’s the same name as the delicious fruit you are eating, and also the name for the shape of a body type that is desirable, considered the best for having strong ones. Wide hips and a soft green outer skin.”

“Me… Pear?”

“If that’s okay with you?”

She looked down at her mostly eaten fruit, acting a little coy. Girl, why are you acting shy now?

“Like name.”

“Then, I’m glad.”

She ate another one after that. This little piggy really puts it away. Well, I’ll have her squealing again in no time. Though I was a little bit stickier after having both eaten the apple, and her goblin pie, I felt a lot better. She really brought a lot of fruit with her, and aside from the few she wanted to eat, the rest was for me to enjoy.

I couldn’t believe my good fortune right now!

We ended up doing many more rounds of both vaginal and shithole spelunking, because she really enjoyed it, especially when I rubbed her clit the second time around while dicking her kidneys. When we were both spent, she didn’t run away a second time. She kept my hand right between her legs and fell asleep soundly with me as the big spoon.

I could see Vera wishing that Pear had just run off and not come back, though.

I’ll have to make sure she doesn’t become a yandere in the future by letting her know she can have all the time with me she wants after work hours. I have thirteen goblins to give a shit about. I should check in with cinnamon-hair. The only reason I didn’t give her a name was because it was hard to choose between Cinnamon and Pepper. I decided I’d call her Pepper after all.

I was glad the night concluded early. I had made sure she was good with how much we had done before calling it a night. Sleeping next to her was warm and comfortable and the smell of flowers brought by Lily earlier and the sweet scent of fruit lingering on Pear made for a nice night’s sleep.