The Lost Soldier Pt. 02

The little village sat unchanging with the passing of time. The huge ogre women toil in their lives, the children run about playing. Many moons come and go. The nights filled with the sounds of passionate love making. One house in particular has been constantly active the entire time.

Mog's eyes fluttered open when the suns rays filtered in through the window. She noticed she was rocking in a steady rhythm. She could hear loud grunting coming from behind her. She yawned and stretched. Sniffing in the thick miasma of sex. She sat up, and rubbed her swollen stomach. She groaned as she felt a kick upon her bladder. She looked over to see Willis bent over on all fours as he was taking Mol's thick cock with ease now. She loved seeing the sway of his very pregnant stomach rub against the ground. Her mother had her pregnant belly resting on his ass so she could make sure to get all of her cock deep inside her mate.

"Morning mother and mate. Sleep well, or not at all?"

"Ngh, morning daughter. Ungh, we slept well. Yes mate, like that. We just rose early. Big day for Will today."

Mol kept her rhythm throughout their conversation. Mog stood up and looked down that the couple.

"What today? Why special?"

Mol moaned loudly.

"YES WILL. TAKE MOTHER'S CUM!"

She always shot the thickest loads, that Will's ass could never contain the whole amount. Some always leaked out of the sides. She wiped her brow off and addressed Mog properly; her cock never leaving his ass.

"Sorry sweetheart. Yes, today shaman bless will with holy seed. He lucky to get it while I watch."

"Why you no get it yet?"

Mol started thrusting into him again before responding. Content with her little break.

"Will pregnant ten moons before Mother. Daughter five moons, so you see shaman soon too. Want mother and will to watch?"

Mog nodded, stretched, then scratched her flaccid cock that was hardening.

"Mog wish to watch too, but today hunting day with group. Better let me know if it was good."

Her mother only nodded as she found the perfect spot, her eye twitched in pleasure. Mog left the room and went into the kitchen for food. She stepped outside and looked up. She realized that she still had an hour before she had to leave. Not know what to do, she got an idea after hearing Will moan loudly whilst shouting her mother's name.

The ogress walked back into the room to see drool coating her mates face. Her mother grinding her cock in him instead of thrusting. Mog got down on her knees in front of Will's face. His eyes glazed over and hadn't taken notice she was there, but he smelled something familiar. He opened his mouth, ready to take His ogress lovers dick. She smiled, reached down, and grabbed hold of his throat. She gently pushed her cock all the way in. Her smell and taste made him finally shoot a thick load on the ground, his belly rubbing into it.

"Love you mate. Mog give you thick morning load."

She ground her cock into his face. Mol noticed her daughter and decided to resume thrusting. When she thrust in, so did Mog. Making sure that he had to take them both to the pubic hair. Will's throat made a Gluck sound every time she pulled out. It wasn't long before she fired several shots of cum deep into his stomach.

She pulled out and kissed them both goodbye. Mog had just finished ejaculating inside him again. Mog passed by the window when she heard her mother ask Will to clean her cock off with his mouth.

Several hours had come and gone. Mol and Willis had gone to the communal bathhouse to wash for the ceremony. Plus they smelled heavily of sex. The smell was so potent that several of the people in there got so turned on that they had to leave and take care of their issue. She scrubbed his back with the loving care only a mother could give. He relished in this feeling. She may be his partner, but he saw her as his mother too. He returned the favour and washed hers. He reached around and washed her gravity defying breast. Still amazed at how perky they were for her age. She moaned a little when he grazed her nipples. She turned to look at him with a devilish smile.

"Be good you. We just cleaned. Can't make you dirty for shaman."

"Yes mother."

She bit her lip. Mol loved it when he called her mother. She had to take deep breathed in order to not get fully erect.

They found themselves sitting in the shaman's yurt. They sat silently whilst waiting for the shaman to finish casting a ritual upon herself. The ritual finished, and she called Will up to her. He did as he was ordered. This always pleased her. She had made regular visits to their home to check on the human. He was always polite and pleasant to be around, when he was able to host.

"Are you ready little one?"

He nodded. He didn't like it when others called the six-foot nine-inch man 'little one', but for some reason when she did, it was endearing. She motioned for him to lay on the dais on his back. He did. She lifted each leg, and tied them on the wooden stirrups. He had previously removed his loincloth when he entered the hut. She grabbed a ladle full of sacred liquid and poured it all over his body. The liquid smelled of herbs, and was slick. She opened her robes to show off the amazing eleven-inch cock that was slightly thicker than Mol's. His eyes went wide. After all this time he finally got a decent look at her; she was always obscured due to her vestments. She had the cutest face he had seen in town. Her brow was not as prominent as the others, and had a cute button nose. Her lips were full and pouty. The shaman's body on the other hand was tick, wide hips, big breast, (not as big as his mates'). Her flat stomach was smooth, but not overly muscular like most the ogre women. He blushed. She bent over and got on her knees saying a prayer, before burying her tongue deep into his anus. He moaned. Thankful that the dais he was on at hand grips, he felt they would be important seeing as they were the only things made of metal.

She pulled her tongue out and lathered his hole lovingly. She anointed her cock with the sacred liquid. She put a hand on either side of his hips, and lined up her cock with his aching hole.

"Are you ready dear?"

"As ready as I ever will be. I trust you shaman."

"Please, call me Rhaksa."

She only gave her name to people she cared deeply for he had come to find out. He blushed, then gasped. She slowly spread his asshole with her thick cock. She slid it in so slow, that he could count the inches. Rhaksa only stopped once he could feel her pubes on his ass. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear.

"This may be part of the ritual, but what isn't is the fact that I have grown attached to you. I hope we will be able to do this again some time."

She kissed his cheek, put a piece of leather in his mouth, and pulled her cock out. She sawed back and forth into him, making sure he was loosening for her before she gave him the fuck of his life. His moans could be heard though the bite guard. The signal was there. The shaman smiled warmly as a lover does to one another. She picked up her pace, but also would slam her cock into him hard, making their skin contact clap.

The sound carried out of the shaman's yurt. A crowd had gathered outside, hoping to steal glances in at how the pink skin managed. Mol sat to the side, her legs crossed in an attempt to control her cock. She lost the fight as it sprung up. Rhaksa looked over at her, which she gave a pleading look. The shaman nodded her approval. Mol gripped her cock firm and stroked it hard. She bit her bottom lip to contain her moans. She didn't understand why this was happening, the ritual she performed many moons ago when she was pregnant with Mog was not like this. That when it hit her. She knew what she had to do after the ritual was completed.

Eyes from outside stared in, when the older ogres smacked the young adults with wooden ladles. They all fled, while the older ones cursed the younger generation for having no respect.

Willis spat the bite guard out, he wanted her to hear his moans, his grunts, and his groans. He could see how much it turned her on. He whispered something. She couldn't hear him, and leaned over. He whispered again. She kept leaning over till her breast were crushed against his chest. She kept the pace going, but still wanted to make sure that he was OK and needing to hear what he had to say. In a quick motion he reached up and grabbed the back of her head, and brought her lips to his. Never had she felt like this before, this sensation. The kiss awakened something in her and forced her to release her cum deep inside him. She tried pulling away to moan, but he kept her lips pinned and tongues entwined till she was finished releasing her ejaculate. The amount flooded from the sides of her thick cock.

They broke the kiss, and she slowly pulled out of him. He groaned at the amazing feeling of being so full and having it vacating his womb. Rhaksa laid her head upon his stomach in exhaustion, but also to listen to the health of the baby. She smiled, stood up, and address Will and Mol.

"Congratulations, they brood is healthy. All three of them."

"THREE!?"

Mol and Will exclaimed together whilst staring at the shaman.

The trio converse with each other for a bit, before the time to part arrived.

"I have to prepare another ceremony, so I must leave you here. I hope to see more in the future when time permits."

Will nods to Mol. She smiles and takes Rhaksa's hands in her.

"Shaman, Will care for you. You care for him too. You always visit. We was wondering, do you want to be family too?"

Rhaksa visibly confused. Looked to Will, then back to Mol.

"You mean, live in the same home?"

"Yes! We eat, we bathe, we all love together. I know you always alone, no family. This way you have big family soon."

Mol took the shaman's hands, and rubbed it on her stomach. Tears formed in Rhaksa's eyes. She sniffed and nodded. The duo surround her in a big hug.

They parted ways, The shaman telling them that she will be 'home' later in the evening. They walked hand in hand, when they came across Mog coming back with the group. One of those weird boars slung over her shoulder. They strolled now, all three, back to their home.

Later that evening Rhaksa flitted through the flap happily. She saw Mol at the fire pit, roasting their supper. She walked over and kissed the matron of the house on the cheek.

"Welcome home shaman. Rest of day OK?"

"Quite well. News travelled quick that you had adopted me. It felt like everyone in town came to congratulate me. Where's the other two?"

Mol used her ladle to point to the bedroom. The shaman finally heard the grunts and moans.

"Mog gone all day. She no had time to make love to Will."

"She's definitely making up for it by the sounds of it. Did you tell her that I am family now?"

Mol held the ladle full of liquid up to Rhaksa's lips. She sipped. The flavour of the soup was spot on and warmed her belly.

"Of course I tell her. She happy to hear. She always thought you looked lonely. You were always good friend to her. Now you are sister. Go in room, I'll call when food done."

The bedroom flap opened. Will was on his back, eyes closed, and moaning gently. Mog was between his legs pumping him full of her cock. She was softly penetrating him, as she was in the mood to make love. Their stomachs had trapped Will's penis. Mog deliberately ground her cock in him, she enjoyed the feeling of his phallus cumming betwixted their bellies. His dick wasn't a small one by any means. But during the grinding, only the head could be seen. He shot a thick load that sailed across the room, landing on something fleshy. Rhaksa rang her finger through the cum in the crevice of her breast. She chuckled, then licked up the rest. His taste was amazing, and never has ever had this privilege to do so. The duo finally noticed their new family member.

"Shaman! It good you home. Come over and help Mog?"

Rhaksa smiled and made her way to the top of Will's head. She removed her loincloth. Her cock already getting harder than steel. The human opened his mouth, eager to taste her. She put the head to his tongue, but didn't insert. She bit her lip nervously.

"Is it really OK for me to join?"

"What you mean? You sister now. Means you family. Family use mate together. You should know this."

Will shifted his head to the side so he could speak.

"And I can't wait to make you feel like a part of this family. No stop worried, and use that sexy dick on me!"

She grabbed his head and put it into position. She slid her cock all the way down his throat. The thickness could be seen stretching his esophagus. She went cross-eyed. His throat was even tighter than his all earlier. She still worried she was hurting him, and tried pulling out. She felt his hand on her soft ass. Will drew her back in and held her there. Her flavour was driving him crazy. Her cock tasted like she had been cumming into pussy all day. Rhaksa leaned forward, slowly thrusting now.

Mog saw how much she was enjoying this. She pulled the shaman close and kissed her. Instead of being surprised this time, Rhaksa gave into the pleasure of making-out. They tongue caressed, saliva intermingled, moans being shared. They both came at the same time. Will has never felt his stomach be fuller. Her cum tasted like heaven, thus forcing him to ejaculate also. His sperm shot up and hit the underside of their breast. Mol walked in and announced that supper was ready. She gasped to see the now sisters kiss.

"No fair Mog. Mother busy cooking, and you get to kiss sister. I want a kiss too."

She walked over and separated the pair, then plunging her tongue deep into Rhaksa's mouth. They kissed for several moments whilst the shaman's testicles were finishing being emptied into Will's stomach. She pulled out and was surprised to see Will kept it all down. He refused to spill a single drop of it. Mog pulled out with a wet shlorp. Her cum leaked out of his gaping asshole. He tried closing it, but was unsuccessful. Mol looked down at her mate.

"Mother is upset now. You spoil meal. Now you have no more room for tasty soup."

"I'm sorry mother, but she just tasted so good. I may not have room for soup, but I wouldn't mind some milk."

He winked at her. She squinted her eyes at him.

"You still want mother to feed you?"

He nodded. Mol smiled, picked him up, and hauled him into the main area. Mol and Rhaksa exchanged giggles.

They all sat down for their meal. They made conversation whilst they ate, except for Will. His mouth was latched onto Mol's thick milky nipples. Even if he wanted to leave he wasn't able to as her cock was erect, and pinning him in place. She let out sighs of pleasure every so often. That's when the subject came to Rhaksa.

"Sister, now you family. You want Will's brood too?"

The shaman clammed up, not knowing how to answer that question. She did deep down, but she was still a virgin down there. She looked over to see Willis' erection. She bit her lip, and answered.

"If he wants to. It will definitely make me fully feel a part of the family."

Mog smiled, stood up, and walked over to where her mother was feeding Will. She grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him out.

"Hey! My mate not done feeding!"

"Hush mother. You know this be important."

She scowled at her daughter.

"Fine. Only because important. But hurry up, mother's nipple is getting cold."

She pointed at Rhaksa, then at Will. The shaman understood. She made her way over to the prone human. He gave her a warm smile and patted his lap. She nervously lowered herself, his cock spreading her tight pussy. She winced in pain for a moment. He grabbed her hand and kissed it. He told her to take it slow, and that there's no rush. This made her feel better. She continued her descent, slower this time. Eventually she managed to have his seven and half inch cock deep inside her. She gasped. The overwhelming feeling of being full awakened something.

She pushed his stomach out of the way slightly, and grinned wickedly. Her hips raised up, then lowered. The shaman started the fuck him like a wild beast in heat. The moan that escaped her lips made her sound just as much as one. He exploded deep inside her. His cum firing into her womb and coating her ovaries fully. This did not stop her. She kept slamming down on his hips. Before he could protest in continuing, Mog moved her balls out of the way and plopped her pussy on his face. On instinct, he buried his face, slurping down all of her love juices. With her and the shaman being so close, their nipples rubbed together. The duo threw their heads back in ecstasy. Rhaksa has never had her nipples feel this good before.

Mol took her daughters heads and placed her nipples in both their mouths. They suckled the milk from her tits.

Trig sat at the far end of take next to the lake, fishing rod in hand. She sighed, not a single bite. That's when she heard the loudest moaning sound come from the other side of the village.

Rhaksa, Mol, and Mog had flopped down and were all laying on their backs. They huffed, and puffed. They all laughed, but then they sat up together. They looked down at Will, who was glazed all over. Cum, milk, and pussy juice coated his skin. They sighed in relief to see he was still breathing. He had passed out. They carried him to bed, know that he will need a long rest, for tomorrow will be another long day for him.