“Who are you?” she whispered as he reached between her legs. This was the day she’d longed for, and Nym wanted to know what name to scream.
“The name’s Dolt,” he said.
“Of which house?”
Dolt snatched the music box from her hands. “House? I have no family name.”
Nym grabbed for the box, perplexed. “What? Give me that?”
“I told you, I’ve come for your box,” he said as he held the box in the air with a wicked grin.
“Yeah, my Magic Box!”
“Exactly, and now I’ll take it to the Prince.”
Nym stopped struggling, the passion between her legs forgotten. “The Prince?”
Dolt smirked as he tucked the box into his satchel. “Aye, Prince Fetching, of house Bareback. He was mighty keen to get his hands on it. Offered out a big reward for whoever could deliver.”
Sparks ignited in Nym’s brain. A prince wanted her – she could be a queen. The only issue was this oaf didn’t understand what he’d been sent for. She couldn’t tell him either; if he knew, he might never take her to the palace.
“Wait,” she grabbed Dolt’s arm as he walked towards the door. “Imagine the reward if you delivered a beautiful maiden as well.” She gave the man a pretty smile as she flickered her eyelashes.
Dolt looked her up and down, thinking. “And where would I find one of those?”
Nym smiled sarcastically before she pushed past and through the open door. This was her chance to see the world that she’d forgotten and she wasn’t going to let him waste it. Dolt protested as he chased her down the stairs – perhaps he’d been warned about the Wizard – but unfortunately for him Nym was too nimble and had burst out of the tower before he was even halfway down.
“Wow,” she gasped as the fresh forest air swirled around her.
From the top of the tower the world looked so vast, but down amongst the thick of the trees it was like a whole new realm. She could see the intricate patterns on the petals of flowers and smell their fragrant scents.
“I’ve never seen such green,” she whispered. “It feels so serene. It’s the most beautiful place I’ve ever been!”
“Um, are you singing?” Dolt frowned.
She might have been. Nym was so elated to be free. Dolt must have sensed her joy because he no longer protested for her to return to the tower.
“Pigeon!” she called up to the top of the tower. “Look at me! I’m free.”
“Listen, if you’re coming with me then you need to follow my lead. The forest is dangerous to be-”
“Dangerous?”
“Aye; monsters, poisoned apples, child eating wolves. The usual. I was lucky to get here alive.”
“Oh.”
“Aye. So listen to me,” Dolt gave her a warning look. “Now, we need to go around this way through a cave.”
“Why not just take the path?”
“A mob of ogres, just past that fallen tr-”
Before he could finish Nym was gone. She dodged bushes and leapt over the fallen tree faster than a deer.
She wanted to see a real life ogre.
As she landed she found herself on the edge of a clearing. Beyond this was a deep, dark cave, and sat at its entrance a large, grey man with a big nose. He was either pure muscle or fat, but whichever he must have been twice the size of Dolt.
However, what really caught her eye was the beast hanging between his legs.
The gasp that escaped her must have been louder than she thought because the ogre looked up, and then he was stomping towards her.
“Oi,” he boomed.
Nym couldn’t take her eyes off of the mammoth shaft swinging between his legs. The grin on his face suggested he’d noticed.
Suddenly, Dolt burst through the trees. “Stay back,” he warned, an axe raised above his head.
But before he could put any action to his threat the ogre flicked his hips. With a thud, Dolt fell to the ground, and in that moment the phrase ‘dick-slap’ held a new meaning.
“Not offen I see a little lass, y’know.” the ogre grinned once his opposition was subdued.
Nym was speechless. Was he going to eat her? That’s what ogres did in their stories.
“Yer know what little lasses are good for?” He winked.
She thought she did, but she wanted him to say it to be sure.
“Makin’ me cum.” He stepped close enough for her to smell him. “Yer want it?” he asked, flicking his cock at her.
Nym nodded. She wanted nothing more. “I’ve never…”
The ogre seemed to understand what she was trying to say. “S’alright. I’ll tell yer what I like.”
With that, the ogre grabbed her and carried her towards the cave. He perched himself back on his rock and then placed Nym between his legs. He leaned back and she watched as his cock stiffened, flopping back onto his stomach, the curve perfectly aligned with his gut. Between his legs drooped a sagging sack with two fist sized balls.
“Lick ’em,” he demanded.
In that moment Nym felt like her luck couldn’t run out that day.
She wasted no time before she buried her face into the sack and licked wildly over every inch. The ogre grunted, satisfied, and began to rock his hips to meet her. He smelled so strongly like nothing she could have imagined and Nym felt the pheromones driving her wild.
“Suck ’em.”
Nym tried to obey, but the balls were large. Clearly frustrated, the ogre grabbed her face and began to push one into her mouth. She opened wide for him, ignoring the drool that began to slip down her chin. She slurped noisily, grinning as she watched his face fall into a pleasured daze.
When he eventually pulled away he pushed his cock so it was pointing upwards and Nym thought it must have been the length of her arm. She stared hungrily with watering eyes, ignoring the drool on her face, realising it was time for the main course. Slowly she licked along each vein, causing the ogre to grunt as she flicked her tongue side to side. As she neared the base of his tip she felt him twitch. Nym grabbed the base of his cock with both hands as he began to thrust, jerking him as he rubbed himself over her tongue.
“Suck it.”
Nym looked at the swollen grey tip and gulped. She spread her lips and allowed him in, gasping as she realised just how girthy he was. She managed the tip, groaning in pleasure as a sweet, warm goo spread across her tongue.
“Yer want more?” he grinned.
She looked up, mouth full, and nodded. The taste was addictive.
The ogre grabbed her head and pushed himself deeper. She choked in shock as he hit the back of her throat – there was only so far a cock this big could go, but he’d managed. He began to thrust slowly, the tip leaking more of the sweet fluid.
Nym swallowed greedily as he continued to thrust. It wasn’t long before she was knelt limply in his grip, her mouth stretched like a vacant hole just for him to fuck.
It was exactly as she’d dreamed.
As his pace quickened and his thrusts intensified Nym began to gag and choke. Thick strings of cloudy goo spilled from her mouth, clinging to his balls and her chin like cobwebs. The clearing was filled with the sound of a cock slapping into a slurping, slimy mouth. The ogre grunted heavily with each thrust, and Nym felt her crotch warming as she stared into his wild eyes.
He pulled his cock from her and slapped it harshly across each cheek. Then he slid it back in with a satisfied grin.
“Yer want my cum?” he groaned.
Nym tried to nod.
“Eh?”
Nym tried to speak and his head fell back as her words vibrated on his cock.
“Louder!”
She tried to scream, but the noise instead came out as a gargle that frothed in white bubbles around the corners of her mouth.
That did it. The ogre pulled away just enough that only the bulbous tip of his cock was still in her mouth. Nym sucked greedily, willing him to give her what she’d waited so long for.
There was a grunt, and then a twitch in the shaft.
Then a spurt of thick, sweet goo hit the back of her throat. It was followed by more and more until eventually Nym could barely keep her mouth closed without cum dribbling out the edges.
“Don’t swallow,” he ordered as he pulled out of her. His cock, balls and thighs were a shining, slobbery mess of spit and goo. “Show me.”
Nym tilted her head back and opened her mouth. The ogre grinned as he saw the cum pooled there.
“Keep still.”
Nym obeyed as he stood tall, his still solid cock pointed down at her. He dipped it into her mouth and dived so deep that the cum rose dangerously close to the edge. Nym tried to shake her head; she didn’t want to spill a drop.
At the last moment he pulled out and then thrust his cock slowly along her face, smearing it with cum.
Then he dipped in again whilst looking her directly in the eyes.
“Yer gunna swallow. Then yer gunna lick my cock clean.”
Nym smiled gratefully as he pulled away and sat back on the rock, his cock resting on his stomach as he waited patiently.
She gulped the cum slowly, relishing the warmth as it slid through her body and settled in her belly. The sweetness of it still coated her tongue like honey.
As she began to lick the ogre’s soaked cock clean she wondered if she could make him cum again before Dolt woke up.
*
Weird? Good.
I’ve started this series as a bit of fun for me in between the other stories, and I hope you like it. I enjoy fantasy, so why not merge it with erotica?
Nym’s story can be as long as we like, so if there’s any fantastical creatures or strange situations you’d like to see her in please suggest in the comments and those with the most upvotes will be picked first. Alternatively, you can send me suggestions in my DMs and no one but me needs to know your weird kinks!
Finally, if anyone can draw I’d love to see your interpretation of an ogre face fucking.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gvjwaa/the_magic_box_part_ii_the_ogre_a_princess_parody