Orc Girlfriend: Ria (complete)

It had been dark and cloudy even before you came into the cafe. As soon as you ordered your drink it began to get dark, and the moment you take the cup of coffee into your hand, sure enough, it’s raining. You sigh heavily and move over to an empty table to sit down. 

“Of course,” you say. “It figures.” Not that you’re in a hurry to get home, anyway. It’s been that sort of day, week, month, quite possibly even year. It’s easy to feel barrel-rolled after a breakup, and it seems like everything bad just happens at once.

As you’re staring out the window and watch the rain, you hear giggles and laughter behind you. When you came in here there were a group of girls sitting at one of the big tables. They were enjoying their drinks and passing around fancy desserts to share. They were having fun and enjoying the day, regardless of the weather. It was nice hearing someone having a good time and doing fun things.

You start to take out your phone when someone walks up to your table. You look up, and it’s the orc girl from the fun table. You’re not quite sure how to react as she stands by your table, and you fidget for a moment before she plasters on a big smile.

“Is anyone sitting there?” She points to the chair opposite from you.

You sigh and shake your head. Of course; all she wants is the chair. “No. Go ahead. It’s not getting used by anyone.”

She beams and claps her hands together. “Great!” She sits down in front of you and looks up at you.

You weren’t prepared and you almost knock over your coffee cup. As you fix your posture and check your clothes for any stains, you notice how nice she looks. She’s wearing a cute pastel yellow sundress, patterned with daisies,and a cropped jean jacket over it. Her long black hair is swept over to one side, showing off the undercut on the other side, which is dyed a brilliant purple. She’s very tall and carefully arranges her long legs under the tiny table so she can sit without kicking you.

“I hope you don’t mind.” She tucks her hair behind her ear. “My friends actually dared me.”

“I, uh-” Your voice catches in your throat as you try to digest what’s happening. “No, it’s okay. If your friends are making you, I won’t bother you.”

“And here I was thinking I was the one bothering you.” She leans forward on the table. “My name’s Ria, by the way. I hope I don’t seem too forward, but are you busy tonight?”

It’s like sticking a fork in an electrical socket when she asks this; a complete shock followed by organ failure. 

Ria is twirling a lock of hair around one of her fingers. “I guess tonight’s not the sort of night someone would want to go out into.” She turns to the window as the storm slaps a wet plastic bag against the glass. “Maybe tomorrow, then?” She looks at her phone. “Weather says it will only be cloudy. Should be okay for something.”

“If your friends are forcing you, I don’t mind playing along,” you quickly sputter out. “No need to make yourself do anything.”

Ria looks up at you with those bright, amber eyes and blinks a few times. “But it was my idea. They just helped me get up the nerve.”

You’d think one extreme shock would be enough, but two feels like overkill. “Really?” You’re a bit breathless as you try to speak.

“Really,” Ria nods. “I get off work at six. If you’d like, you can meet me there and we can hang out for a bit or see a movie.” She takes your coffee cup and writes her number down on it. Her signature is cute, and she dots her ‘I’ with a heart.

“Where do you work?” you ask.

“Just down the street from here at the Grit and Gravel Gym.” She chuckles softly, seeming a bit embarrassed.

“Oh, wow, I’m too chicken to go in there,” you laugh along nervously. “I feel like the people there could eat me.”

“Only on cheat days,” Ria smirks. She then laughs at your expression. “Oh gosh, it’s really a fun place. I’ve rarely had any issues in all my time working there.”

“That’s good. What is it you do?” You ask her.

“I’m a trainer. Here, I’ll show you.” She takes off her jacket and flexes her arms. “I’ve been lifting weights since high school, and I got a degree in kinesiology in college.” She quickly relaxes her arms and slips her jacket back on. “Some guys don’t like that,” she mumbles shyly.

You hoped she didn’t take your reaction as a bad one. Actually, you were greatly impressed. You wish you had arms like Ria; it’s actually kind of sexy on her. “Some guys wouldn’t know a good thing if it hit them in the face.”

Ria looks up at you and smiles. “I’ve punched a few.”

“No need for a knight in shining armor when you can do that,” you chuckle.

Ria smiles and shrugs. “It’s still nice to have someone like that, even if I am my own knight, you know? Someone who will make you feel safe. It’s comforting to have.”

You nod as your smile goes soft. “I get it. I’ve been going through a breakup, and trying to find something comforting is hard to come by.”

“Oh, gosh-” Ria sighs. “No wonder I thought you were cute. You’re a little bird with a broken wing. It figures.”

“It was a while ago,” you try to cover. “I’m just lingering on it.”

“I always go for the underdog,” Ria then smirks. “I guess it’s my specialty to sniff them out even when I’m not looking.”

“There could be worse things to find.” You motion back to her friends. “Do you want to get back to your friends or could I buy you a cup of coffee?”

“I see them all the time. They’ll survive without me.” Ria twirls her hair around her finger again. “I like the cinnamon dulce de leche with extra whipped cream and cinnamon on top. Two pumps of the dulce!” She then giggles and ducks her chin down. “I like sweet.”

You stand up to go order. “No worries, I don’t mind sweet.”

You end up chatting in the cafe for a long time. Luckily, it’s a twenty-four establishment so you don’t have to leave right away. You end up moving to the sofa and continuing your chat. She tells you all about college and how she works at a women’s shelter to pay for it. You talk about the garage you work at, as well as some horror stories from working at fast food restaurants. It’s all over when you both start talking about video games, especially Pokemon. Watching Ria’s eyes light up when you say you’re playing some of the originals makes you almost fall in love with her then and there. For the rest of the night, you both talk at length about the game, your favorite Pokemon, and on and on.

“It’s getting late,” Ria says when you start to yawn. She glances at her watch. “Oh god,” she laughs, “really late!”

“That’s not an issue.” You rub your eyes. “Unless you have to be at work early.”

“Fuckballs, I do,” she smiles at you. “This was really, really fun. I hope I didn’t bore you too much.”

“You’re the interesting one here,” you snort. “I could listen to you until morning.”

“You might have to if we don’t go.” Ria stands up and offers you her hand. You take it, squeezing gently as you rise up. Ria tilts her head down, placing a kiss on your lips. She moves in closer, placing her hand around your waist as the kiss deepens.

You moan softly and brush your hand against her cheek. Once you part you feel a bit dizzy, but you chalk it up to how late it is. 

“Tomorrow?” Ria asks hopefully.

You nod and hold up the coffee up from the beginning. “I have your number.”

Once you get home, you send her a text just in case anything happened to the cup in the middle of the night. “I hope you made it home safe.”

“I did,” she replies nearly instantly. “Just walked through the door. Sleep tight.”

“You too. Sweet dreams.” Your heart is hammering with excitement. You can’t believe a girl like Ria would ever take an interest in you. She’s way too cool, way out of your league, but you’ll try to be impressive for the date tomorrow.

The next day, you hurry to get ready for the date after work. You scramble to find good clothes, nice clothes, any wearable clothes. You cobble together something that looks like a decent outfit after a shower. You wash everything twice just because of nerves. 

You arrive at the gym and send her a text as you stand outside the door. A reply pops up from her.

“Come on in! I’ve got to get a shower, so just wait at the drink bar.”

You step inside and Ria comes into the lobby with a grin on her face. Her hair is up in a  high ponytail, and she’s wearing a black sports bra and matching leggings. You’re hypnotized; her body is like what all statues wish they could be. Her thighs are thick and strong and look like they could crush boulders. Her stomach is hard with muscle, and her arms look even better than they did yesterday.

“Come on in.” She takes hold of your hand and leads you inside.

“Ria, who’s that?” An orc who is quite possibly twice your size lays down a barbell and points at you. 

“This is the ‘none of your business’ I was telling you about last night!” Ria snaps at him. She then smirks at you. “That’s my brother Rilug,” she replies. “I live with him, so just ignore him like I do.”

“You got yourself another puppy?” Rilug winks.

“I’ve got another brick for you, asshole!” Ria snaps at him. She takes you to the drink bar. “I’m almost done here, promise. Order yourself anything and I’ll take care of it.” She places her hand on your thigh as you sit down and she leans in, stealing another kiss.

“Shit,” she huffs, ending the kiss all too soon. “I’m probably disgusting.”

You shake your head. “I didn’t notice.”

Ria kisses your neck then steps back. “Gotta clean up my station and take a shower. I’ll be so fast, promise!” She dashes off and you hate how much you enjoy watching her go.

You order a drink, something that’s out of your wheelhouse but sounds nice on paper. As you sit waiting for Ria, her brother sits down beside you at the bar. 

“You look like Ria’s type, that’s for sure,” he says.

The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end and your start to break out into a cold sweat everywhere.

“Don’t look so fucking terrified!” Rilug cackles and slaps your back, possibly breaking your spine. “Just came over here to annoy her is all. I know she can take care of herself better than I can. So just a warning, she has a tendency to throw an uppercut when she punches, so if you can maneuver around that, you’re fine.”

“Oh really?” You chuckle shakily.

“She’s got a lot of stamina too,” he winks. “So once it gets to that sort of thing, I suggest you stay hydrated. Keep a water bottle around at all times.”

You start choking on nothing.

“That’s the spirit.” Rilug slaps your back again. He then suddenly surges forward and smacks against the bar.

Ria has her hands planted on his back and is shoving him. “What are you doing?” She’s wearing jean shorts and a long-sleeved top that’s patterned with blue and yellow stripes.

“Just having a man-to-man talk with your new puppy here,” Rilug grunts as his stomach starts to get crushed by her shoving.

Ria releases him and glances at you. “Is he being nice?”

You nod and wave at Rilug. “He said he just wanted to annoy you.”

“Of course,” Ria scoffs and rolls her eyes. She takes your hand and laces her fingers with yours. “There’s a good sushi place down the street. You like sushi?” 

You end up going out almost every day that week, and on the one day that you’re not able to, you end up texting all day. It starts getting heated, and she starts sending you selfies from the gym showing off her ass and muscles. As the texts get more and more provocative, she sends you a nude from the shower, her arm around her breasts, but everything very much on display.

“I’m not sure how I would handle all of that, but I’d like to give it a try,” you message her as your blood pumps wildly.

“And I’d love to let you,” she says. A few seconds later she sends another message. “Rilug won’t be home tomorrow, so after work we can go to my place.”

You gulp down the lump in your throat. “Sure,” you answer. “It’s up to you what you want to do.”

The next day, you’re more nervous meeting Ria than you were for your first date. You go into the gym and see Ria coming from the back. She’s fresh from the shower, hair still wet and hanging over her shoulder. She starts skipping when she sees you and rushes to your side, wrapping her arms tight around you.

“I’m ready, lets go.” She plants a heavy kiss on your lips. “Everything is ready at my place. I’ve got frozen pizza and ice cream for when we get hungry.”

“That’s nice,” your voice cracks from nerves.

Ria puts her arm around your waist as you walk. Her place isn’t too far away; you go up a flight of stairs and right into the apartment. Once there, Ria sets her things aside and gives you a heady and dark look.

She then pats the sofa. “Come sit down.”

You silently obey her command and sit down. She then strips off her top and removes her bra. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.” She sits in your lap and presses her chest against you. She kisses you and strokes her hand down your chest. She then unzips your pants and slips her fingers inside.

You moan against her mouth as she rubs to the front of your boxers. 

“Is this ok?” Ria whispers into your ear. “I’m not going too fast, am I?”

You shake your head. “No,” you chuckle, “just surprised.”

Ria nibbles your neck and you shakily press your palm to her breasts. You squeeze gently, and sigh as you feel how warm she is.

She strips off her shorts and takes your hand, guiding it between her killer thighs and letting you feel her dripping vulva. You fingers sink into the soft, slick folds and you feel how hot and wet she’s gotten.

“You like that?” Ria smirks. “It’s all yours.” She straddles your lap, kissing you and clawing her fingers through your dark curls and along your scalp. She bites your neck and shoulder, grinding her wetness against you. You ease your fingers inside her and Ria lets out a long moan in your ear. She eases herself down onto the sofa and you kiss down her chest and stomach until your head is trapped between her thighs.

“So sweet,” Ria giggles as you look up from between her legs.

“You said you liked sweet.” You then ease down lower, licking her and tasting her. Ria squeals for a moment before relaxing into the sofa. Her fingers run through your hair, and she gently coaxes you as you find your way. You dip your tongue inside her, tasting her before your fingers ease back inside. You kiss and tease her clit, making her shudder and moan. 

You start moving your fingers faster and her inner walls constrict around your fingers. You suck on her clit, groaning as you do, feeling yourself become painfully hard as her voice rises in pitch and whines. Ria’s fingers pull your hair, and then in the next moment she pushes you away, her breathing ragged and expression flustered.

“Was that ok?” You ask.

“Yeah,” she pants. “Just give me… just give me a moment.” After a few quiet moments she grabs you and kisses you. “Not bad. Now let me pay you proper thanks.”

Ria moves down, kneeling on the floor as she tugs down your pants and underwear. She looks up at you, watching your expression and checking for any signs of discomfort. Once she has you out, she takes your cock into her hand and starts stroking it slowly. Ria bites her lip as she enjoys the sight. 

“Did you get excited tasting me?” She purrs.

Your face is burning hot. “Yeah uhm… I did, I really did. I liked hearing you.”

“Such a good boy,” she giggles. Once you’re hard she licks up your shaft, from base to tip. She swirls her tongue around your tip and takes it into her mouth. Her tusks brush your skin and you shiver as she moans against you.

“Ria,” you pant and place your hand at the top of her head. You push her hair away so you can see her face.

Her amber-colored eyes flick up to you, and you tremble as she sucks you. Ria pulls her head up and bites your thighs as her hand strokes you.

“You can cum if you want,” she sighs. “I plan on keeping you all night.” She takes you back into her mouth and you remember what Rilug told you. She has stamina, but you’re not so sure about yourself.

You soon begin to feel the heat swell, and you buck and jerk your hips. Ria gasps and sighs, taking your load on her tongue and letting it splash on her lips and chest. She giggles as you sink back into the sofa, breathless and prickly hot all over.

“I can’t wait to feel that elsewhere.” Ria licks her lips and smiles down at you as she stands up.  “I know you’ll need a minute,” she whispers. “So why don’t you go get comfy in the bedroom and I’ll get the oven preheated.” She kisses you and nips your lip before standing up.

You go to the room she directs you towards and lie down on the bed there. The pillows smell like her, and your heart is still hammering. You can’t believe a girl like Ria even exists; you feel too lucky to be in this situation.

“You belong in that bed,” Ria teases as she stands in the doorway.

You sit up as she walks in, and meet her lips in a kiss. She crawls into bed with you, takes your hands and places them on her body; you kiss her chest and nuzzle against her breasts. Your fingers slip back between her thighs, feeling her and finding her clit. She grunts and bites her lip as you start to rub her.

“I’m not as good as you,” you confess. “So don’t get mad if I do this wrong.”

Ria kisses you hungrily as your fingers slip inside her. “Don’t worry, I’m a good teacher.” She pushes you down on the bed and straddles you. “Besides, all I want right now is to feel your cock inside me.” She raises her hips, showing you her slit and opening it with her fingers. “See that? All for you.” She then takes your cock and starts rubbing herself against it. You’re already half hard, so feeling her heat directly starts revving your engine again. You grab on to her hips, digging your fingers in.

Ria groans and then slowly, surely, takes you inside. You watch as she sinks onto you, and you fit snugly inside her. Her inner walls grip you and a satisfied look graces her face. She ruts you inside and plants her palms on your chest.

“Wait-” you gasp. “Shouldn’t we get a-”

Ria presses her finger to your lips. “Birth control,” she winks. “Besides, tonight is special, don’t you think?” She starts to roll her hips, riding you and moving slow. It feels so good, but you have to concentrate on not blowing this too soon, so to speak.

Ria gasps and moans, going faster and harder. She’s riding you with abandon, shaking the bed and making it crash against the wall. You drag your hands over her body, groping her breasts and then digging your fingers back into her hips. You feel that overwhelming swelling again and you throw you head back, growling as you feel her tighten around you.

Ria cries out, shivering and her thighs trembling as she stills. She bucks and spasms, her mouth hanging open wide. She then giggles and flops onto your chest. 

“I wish I had my phone nearby,” she purrs. “I’d like to see the mess you made.” She sits up, kissing you and snuggling up to you. She pets down your chest and plants soft kisses on your chest and neck.

You melt into the bed and hug her close, feeling half dead yet utterly alive at the same time. “Was that… ok?” You ask.

“Of course,” Ria smirks. “It was good, and it will get better.”

“Better than that?” You laugh.

Ria kisses you. “I told you, I’m a good teacher.” She tangles her legs with yours and snuggles close again. “Let me enjoy this a while more and I’ll go put the pizza in.”

“I don’t want you to leave anyway,” you sigh. “This is perfect.” You feel comforted and safe, and wrapped in Ria’s body, you can’t think of anything better than this.