Sonja the Orc Part Three (complete)

Part One - Part Two 

Female Reader x Female Monster

Sonja’s truck pulls up into the driveway, and your excitement spikes again. All day you’ve been cleaning, organizing, doing whatever you can to make the house look nice. The bed is made - not that it’ll matter - and you even got a new comforter. It was a silly purchase, but it made sense to you.

You step outside as Sonja walks up the path with an overnight bag in one hand and a grocery bag in the other. You meet her on the steps, kissing her while she’s at the bottom so you’re eye-to-eye.

“Sorry I’m a tad late.” She isn’t. “I stopped to get gas, and I got some of those peach sodas you like.” She passes the grocery bag to you.

“Aww! You didn’t have to do that.” You follow her inside.

She sets her bag down at the table, then opens the fridge for you. “You said you think it only tastes good in the glass bottles, and you can never find them. So I found them.”

“These will be good once they get good and cold.” You set the glass bottles inside, then smile up at her. “I ordered pizza. Hope you don’t mind.”

Sonja grabs you under the armpits, picking you up while kicking the fridge door shut. She sets you down on the counter and places her hands behind you on the cabinet.

“Oh, my,” you giggle. “I guess you don’t mind pizza.”

Sonja smirks as she places herself between your legs. “I’ve been wanting to kiss you all day.” She captures your chin between her fingers.

You smile goofily. “The pizza will be a few.”

Sonja’s kiss is intense, something you’ve been building towards just in the last couple of days. Your agreement to take it slow is finally coming to a head. It’s been a little over a month since you first started dating near the end of August, and now everything is happening at once.

Hooking your legs around her hips and cupping your hands around her face, you go deeper. You lick her lips and nibble down her neck. Sonja moans and throws her head back. “Harder,” she pants.

You raise your head and look her in the eye. “Harder?”

She seems to realize what she’s said, and her cheeks grow darker. “Maybe something we should talk about?”

You drag your hands down her arms. “I just wanna know what harder means. Like, is it a bite-me-and-maybe-leave-a-mark type of harder? Or is it a whips-and-chains-and-a-little-blood sort of harder?”

Sonja covers your lips in soft kisses. “I do like it a bit rough, but not whips-and-chains rough. More like… a paddle and some candle wax rough.”

Your palms smooth over her muscled stomach. “For you, or for me?”

“For me,” she smiles shyly. “I know that’s not your sort of thing. That’s why I think we should talk before we get too deep and too… turned on.”

You smirk. “Then why did you pick me up and plop me on the counter?”

Sonja presses her forehead against yours and cups your cheek. “Because I have not stopped being turned on all week. I’ll behave from here on out, promise.”

“It’s okay,” you say between soft kisses. “I may be the ill-behaved one.”

Sonja presses kisses to your cheek and ear. “I want you to be bad and sit on my face until I drown.”

You start laughing and gently shove her shoulders. “I might do it! Don’t test me.”

Sonja pushes back in, kissing you more. The kisses grow deeper and you slowly start to fall again. “Let me taste it, just a little before we talk.”

“Huh?” You look into those honey-colored eyes of hers and see an intensity behind them.

“One small taste.” She unbuttons your shorts. “If you don’t mind?”

You gulp and nod. “No. Go ahead.”

She unzips your shorts, pulling them open before she slips her hand inside. Her fingers slide under your panties and gently she caresses you. You close your eyes as her finger slips between your labia, dipping in to find your wet and warm. “Fuck, babe,” Sonja moans into your ear. She pulls out her hand and you watch as she sucks her fingers clean.

You fan yourself. “I’m not gonna survive.”

Sonja laughs and licks her lips. “I’m going to become well-acquainted with that slice of heaven tonight.” She zips and buttons your shorts for you.

“I hope so,” you sigh dreamily.

Sonja helps you down off the counter and you sit at the table, waiting for the pizza to arrive, while talking about what you want for the night. “I’ll admit, I’m not the most experienced person when it comes to these things. I’m pretty vanilla, but I’m eager to learn new things.” You watch Sonja’s expression, but she seems pleased. “I’m just excited to have this night with you.”

Sonja takes your hand and kisses your palm. “I am experienced, and I’ve come to know exactly what I like. I don’t expect you to go into it all right up front. We’re just starting here, after all. I’m willing to be vanilla as long as it takes for us to get comfortable with one another. But there are things I enjoy, even on my own.” She looks a bit guilty as she says this.

“Like what?” You hold her hand. “You can tell me.”

Sonja bites her lip. “Well, for starters, I like anal.” There’s a pause as she waits for a reaction.

“If I had your ass, I would be too.”

She snorts and giggles, her cheeks turning darker. “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe you said that. You don’t mind that, then?”

You shake your head. “I’m up for anything.”

She relaxes then. “Okay. Well, I told you I like certain rough elements. Spanking is fun. But… this is where I’m uncertain how our personalities will mesh.”

You furrow your brow. “What do you mean?”

Sonja looks down at her hands, then back up at you. “I like to be dominated.”

“I’ve certainly never done that, but like you said, we can build to it. If it’s for you, I don’t mind giving you the things you want. Who knows, I may end up enjoying it.”

She fidgets. “You don’t think it’s weird?”

The doorbell rings, and you stand up. “You act like I’ve never seen the internet.” You get the pizza and pay for it, and return to the kitchen while Sonja takes plates down from the cabinet.

“You really don’t think it weird?” she asks again.

You look up at her and shake your head. “No. I really don’t. I get it. A big, buff orc lady wants a small, soft human lady to spank her ass. It’s adorable, really. I just hope I can be that person to satisfy those desires for you.”

Her eyes gleam. “That’s the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me.”

“So...” You look at the pizza, then Sonja. “Do you want to eat now or later?”

“I want to eat now,” she says with a wicked grin. She puts a finger through the belt loop of your shorts “I want to eat you.”

You bite your lip. “Okay, you’ve talked me into it.”

The two of you race to the bedroom, throwing yourselves at each other. You kiss hungrily, digging your hands into each other. You wind up on top, straddling her hips as you kiss her bare chest and belly. Then you sit up, pushing your hair from her face. She suddenly looks sweet and demure, despite the fact she’s almost twice your size.

“You’re way too pretty,” you sigh dreamily.

“So are you.” She pulls your hips. “Now sit on my face.”

You sit up and hold onto the headboard, moving yourself over her face. She strokes your inners thighs, opening then slightly and tracing the lines of your labia below. You close your eyes, taking slow breaths as you feel her.

“Come on now, plop down.”

You look down. “You sure I won’t crush you?”

“I’ll tap out if there’s any concern.” She tugs you down, and you place yourself on her face. Right away, her tongue and mouth go to work. You shudder, gripping hard onto the hardboard. She’s slurping and moaning, making you tremble from your clit to the ends of your hair. Your hips begin to sway. You grind against her face. Your voice begins to rise, starting out soft and quiet, but soon you’re crying out loudly.

Sonja taps your thighs, and you manage to lift yourself up just enough so she can slide out. She licks her lips and wipes at her mouth. “Having fun yet?”

You pant and slip down from the headboard. “You’re good at that.”

Sonja kisses you. “Let me go grab my bag.” She gets up naked, going to the kitchen and returning with her bag. She pulls out a few things, and lays them on the bed for you to look over.

They all look like butt plugs. “For me, or for you?”

“Me,” Sonja kisses your neck. “I want you to put one in me.”

You bite your lip again. “Is there one you like best?”

Sonja’s fingers touch you again, rubbing your clit in slow, gentle circles. “Whichever one you pick.”

“O-okay,” you pant. Scanning over the line, you pick a metal one with a big black gem at the end.

Sonja kisses your cheek. “Good choice.” She places the lube in your hand, then bends over the side of the bed.

You squirt the lube over the toy, rubbing it in. Standing behind Sonja, you spread her open, seeing her anus and her dripping wet folds. You slide your fingers along her slit, slowly plunging them inside her.

“That’s good,” Sonja moans. “Oh god, I want this.”

You drip lube between her cheeks and massage them, paying close attention to her ass. “Just tell me if anything feels weird.”

She nods.

You start by working your fingers inside. Sonja gasps, then sighs. You squirt more lube until your fingers move easily inside her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” her voice squeaks.

“Does it hurt?”

“No! Don’t stop!” she gasps.

You step closer, fingering her with one hand and groping her ass with the other. You remember what she said before and you slap her ass. “Mhm!” Sonja growls. She thrusts her ass back more and you spank her again. She giggles and wriggles, and her anus tightens around your fingers.

“Hold still!” You grab her ass and hold her in place. “Don’t move, now.” There’s a rush through your body, an excitement you’ve never felt before. “Be a good girl and stay still.”

“You like that?” she giggles.

You pull your fingers out, replacing them with the silver plug. It goes easily inside her, and the black gem sparkles between her cheeks. You rub her ass slowly, then spank it, but you’re afraid of going too hard.

“Yes! Harder!” Sonja moans.

“Really?” you ask meekly. “Sure, I can try.”

You rub the area where you spanked before and move to the other cheek. Sonja moans and thrusts her hips. “Come on. You won’t hurt me.”

You rub where you spanked again. “What if I do, though?”

Sitting up, she turns to face you. “You don’t have to.” She cups your face in her hands and kisses you hard. “We’ll work up to it.”

“Do you feel okay?” you ask.

Sonja sits in your lap. “I feel amazing. What would you like to do now?”

“Can we cool down for a little bit? Just like, fool around and build again?”

“Of course.” You lay down together. She hooks her leg around you and begins kissing. You slowly start to touch, running your hands all over her body. You slip your fingers inside her, while her fingers tease you. You kiss and touch, slowly bringing each other to a boiling point. The friction of her fingers on your clit makes your mind scramble, and you sink your fingers deep inside her, feeling the plug against your knuckles. Her inner walls contract, and your eyes roll back. Sonja starts to cry out. You can’t breathe. Bang. Bang. You’ve both been shot down.

You’re trembling from the waist down, and even the cool breeze as you open your thighs is too much. Sonja kisses your ear and whispers, “I haven’t come like that in so long.”

“Me either.” You look into her eyes and smile shyly. “That good?”

Sonja kisses you happily. “It’s a very, very good start. I might even call you the best one one.” She wraps you up in her arms. “How about we go again after pizza?”

“Okay,” you say excitedly.

Both of you go to the kitchen naked, and you sit down in front of the fridge with a bottle of the cold peach soda. You can’t stop smiling and giggling, kissing and touching. You look into her eyes, thinking this is the only place in the world you want to be. Sonja wipes pizza oil off her boob. “This might not be the best time to talk about this, but Kaja has made a costume request.”

You suck sauce off your thumb. “Has she?”

“She wants us to be a skeleton family.” Her smile brightens. “Her words, not mine.”

“Does she really like me?” you ask softly.

Kaja kisses you, tasting like peach and pizza. “She adores you. She calls you the Pumpkin Queen. A better question would be, do you like her?”

You nod. “No question.”

She places her arms around you, kissing you while bringing you in close. “Any other answer, and I would begin to question.”

You press your forehead against hers. “Do you like me?”

Sonja’s eyes grow teary, and her smile grows. “I love you.”

You kiss her, pushing her against the fridge. “I love you too!” you exclaim breathlessly, going in for more kisses.

You end up back in bed, playing more and learning more together. You tangle together, rolling in the clean sheets. You breathe in her breath, taking all of her inside you. Her warmth, her strength, even her softness flood through you. You hope you’re giving her some of it back, and you want her to feel just as much as you.

You never expected her strong body to ever be held by you, but it does so wantingly. You can pin her easily and take control of her. It’s not something you’re used to doing, but seeing how much she loves it, you can learn to take control. There’s no way this woman can be real. It takes a few rounds for you to realize that this is a dream come true.

Early in the morning, Sonja’s phone rings. Both you and Sonja sit up with alarm. “It’s my mom,” she grumbles sleepily.

“It could be Kaja.” You roll over to sit up.

“Hey, Mom?” Sonja yawns. “What is it?” She’s quiet for a spell, but she looks calm. “You couldn’t have waited to tell me that?”

You snuggle back down into bed.

“No. It’s fine. I don’t mind. It’s okay.” She talks a little more and lies back down beside you. “Kaja wants to go to the waterpark, so they asked if they could keep her another day.”

“I see,” you say sleepily.

Sonja sleepily kisses your neck and shoulders. “We should take a shower.”

“I don’t think I could move if I wanted to.” You roll back into her arms. “My legs feel like jelly.”

Sonja hugs you tight. “But doesn’t a nice, long, shower sound nice?”

“Of course it does.” You roll over and look into her eyes. Her long hair falls in front of her face, and you gently move it aside. “You’re so pretty.”

“So are you.” Sonja’s kisses cover your face. “Well, we have another whole day to ourselves. Where should we begin?”

“Besides the shower?” You stretch, popping your joints and relaxing. “I am hungry.”

Sonja sits up and combs her hair out of her face. “There’s cold pizza in the kitchen.”

“No, not that.” You watch her hair cascade down her back. “What if we went to the diner for a late breakfast?” You reach out, trailing your fingers down her spine. “Sitting in that warm sunshine, enjoying coffee and hashbrowns.”

She looks over her shoulder at you. “You paint a pretty picture.” She lies back down beside you. “But we still need to get up first.”

“That’s so hard,” you tease.

Sonja kisses you. “Well we either get up or continue last night.”

You grin from ear to ear. “God, I felt like if I came one more time last night my clit was gonna ask for a raise.”

Sonja lifts up the blankets and peers down your naked body. “How does it feel today?”

“Like I’ll walk crooked.”

Sonja snorts and snuggles back up. “I was the one with a butt plug in me.”

“Still, I think my knees switched last night.” You stretch again and make yourself sit up. “Okay, I’ll get up.”

After a lazy shower, you and Sonja head to the diner. You sit together in the booth, enjoying coffee while looking over the newspaper. From the window, you can see the top of the corn maze.

“Fall really is my favorite time of year. Let people say what they want, but I’ve always found it to be the most romantic season.” Sonja kisses your cheek. “From now on, especially.”

“I love you,” you whisper to her.

Sonja’s kiss is soft and warm. “I love you, too.”