Kargar The Orc Ch 01

Chapter 1

Kargar crept as quietly as he could across the mossy forest floor. He sensed the prey right in front of him. They had to be very close. He carefully knelt down at the edge of the clearing and tried to get a clear view through the dense bushes in front of him. He heard their noises. The unmistakable grunting was very close. He carefully crawled even closer across the forest floor until he had a clear view of the clearing. They were in front of him, about fifty meters away. A whole herd of about ten adult animals with three smaller young animals. The large wild boars were not to be underestimated and their leader was a very large boar weighing about 300 kg with an impressive shoulder height and large tusks that protruded threateningly from its mouth.

Kargar slowly knelt down and gripped his large axe, which he now held in his right hand. The axe was his only weapon, apart from a normal knife on his leather belt, which was useless against the large wild boars. He had the most dangerous task of the hunt today. He was supposed to scare the herd of wild boars and drive them south, where four other young male orcs from his tribe were already waiting for them, armed with large nets and spears. The greatest danger came from the gigantic boar that led the herd. A ramming blow from him could easily kill even a fully grown orc.

With his two meters tall and 200 kg weight, which consisted almost entirely of his well-trained muscles, Kargar was also an impressive specimen of his species but the boar was a deadly opponent.

With a loud battle cry and wildly bared teeth Kargar stormed out of his cover towards the clearing and the herd. The females and the young animals immediately fled along the narrow path towards the south, where his companions were already lying in wait for them. Only the large boar snorted and turned towards the attacker. Kargar stopped after 15 meters when he saw that the herd was running off in exactly the direction he wanted. The boar stood 30 meters away in front of him and assessed him snorting with anger. The large tusks in its mouth trembled.

Kargar took a slow step to the side and balanced the large axe in his right hand so that it was perfectly balanced. For a moment, the two opponents stared into each other's eyes, which felt like an eternity to Kargar. He knew that it was now a matter of life and death. Only one of them would survive this encounter and the adrenaline rushed through his veins and made him shudder. Fear shot through him at the thought of being impaled by this monster in front of him. Only a fool has no fear. Use it to win. Fear can paralyze you, don't let it control you. Be fast and powerful, use your speed and use your anger. The words of his old uncle, who had raised him and taught him most about fighting, flashed through his mind.

Kargar bared his teeth with his small tusks in the corner of his mouth and hissed at the boar, some saliva was flying in its direction. With a powerful leap the boar charged towards the orc with its head lowered and growling.

Kargar stopped where he was and carefully assessed the boar. In his head he estimated the distance and the speed of the large beast and just before he was impaled by the large tusks, he took a large lunge to the left, the axe automatically went high over his head and with a powerful blow he brought it down on the attacker. With a loud crack, the heavy battle axe hit the neck of the large boar and struck deep into its flesh. The powerful blow to the muscular neck penetrated the skin, fat tissue and muscles in a fraction of a second before the blade splintered the cervical vertebrae and almost severed the large boar's spinal cord. The large beast fell forward with a loud snort in its last breath and hit the forest floor with a loud bang.

Kargar stood next to it with wide eyes, pumped up by adrenaline and breathing heavily, looking at the dead beast with satisfaction before letting out a hissing battle cry and holding the battle axe in the air in triumph. At the edge of the clearing stood two smaller, still young orcs who were supposed to watch the hunt in order to learn and stared at him with wide eyes in awe. Karger enjoyed the triumph and spat contentedly on the ground without showing how relieved he was that it was not he who was now lying bleeding on the ground, but the beast.

His hunting companions had also made good prey and killed three more smaller wind boars. These were now carefully gutted and the valued meat in large rags stowed in their bags. Kargar, still dazed by his triumph, took the trouble to cut off the skull of the large boar and strap it onto its muscular back as a trophy. In the evening they set up camp by a small river and already devoured a piece of the extensive loot as a reward. The young orcs described Kargar's heroic short fight against the huge boar and the other orcs nodded in awe.

Kargar was one of their best warriors. With his impressive size and his pronounced muscles, he was a magnificent specimen of his species. Still young, fast and deadly in his fighting technique, hardly any other orc had dared to compete with him in battle for a long time. The others treated him with due respect and he enjoyed this recognition.

While they sat around the campfire and laughed and talked shop about the successful hunt, he was already thinking about returning to their camp. The only thing he was missing now after the adrenaline rush of the hunt was a willing female that he could enjoy fucking. Due to his high testosterone levels in his young orc years, he had been thinking about willing females ever since he had lain with one of them for the first time. In the orc tribes, it was usually the case that the young females were allowed to choose their own lover and he was already very popular with the young orc females and had earned a reputation for being a good lover.

A tight wet slut to fuck would be just the thing right now, he mused and felt his impressive member quickly stiffen. With a growl, he quickly thought of something else so that the others wouldn't notice his beginning erection under his skimpy loincloth and reluctantly restrained himself until the next day.

The next morning they set off quickly and marched the whole day without another rest, carrying the heavy load they had captured on their well-trained muscular bodies. Towards evening they reached the camp and were greeted in front of the gate by the loudly screaming children of the Orc Horde. The little ones admired the huge boar's head strapped to Kargar's muscular back in amazement and jumped around him screaming excitedly.

He enjoyed the attention and although he was weakened by the long strenuous march, he marched through the camp with long strides and his chest puffed out proudly. More and more orcs came out of the huts and congratulated the successful hunters while they looked in amazement at Kargar's trophy.

The chief was waiting for them in the throne room, a large hut with a campfire in the middle and a raised throne on which he sat and inspected the hunters. He was an older, experienced orc, also very tall and muscular, and had already fought many fights and battles in his life. His long, carefully braided white beard and his bald head were a clear contrast to Kargar's unbridled long black mane on his skull and short black beard. He respected Kargar and was also afraid that he might soon have to fight him in a ritual fight for the leadership of the tribe. But that was the way of time and he suspected that he would not have much time left before the younger one would take his place.

Kargar stopped in front of the throne and strapped the large, impressive boar's head from his back. With a loud bang, it fell to the floor of the hall and Kargar went down on his knees in front of the throne and bowed to the chief.

"Great Gargesch, the hunt was successful and as a sign of our respect we give you this boar's head, which I myself cut off the beast." At the last words, Kargar raised his eyes and examined the chief. The chief looked at him for a long time before answering: "Praise be to the hunt and that you have returned to us safely! And now we will drink and celebrate together, great hunters!" He practically roared the last sentence in his impressive deep voice and drew himself up to his full height while holding up a mug of distilled liquor. The horde around him cheered and Kargar bared his teeth briefly before he too stood up.

His gaze fell on the chief's young daughter. A real orc beauty, muscular and defined, but still slim and feminine with full large breasts, which were only held together by a skimpy bra although they didn't actually need one to stand upright. He licked his lips and saw that the young beauty was also looking at him and her gaze was directed at his skimpy loincloth under which his impressive member was already somewhat visible. She also licked her lips and kept her gaze fixed on his loins before looking directly at him and hissing playfully. He laughed and gave her a brief grin before grabbing a full mug of liquor and draining it in one go.

His comrades pulled him, laughing, to the large campfire outside the hall, where the first pieces of meat from the wind pigs were already being roasted over the fire. They sat down in the middle of the orcs who were already celebrating there and had to tell the exact course of the hunt over and over again. Kargar's fight against the boar was the main focus of the story and he kept seeing the admiring glances of the young orc females of the tribe, who stared at him almost lustfully.

Later in the evening the party slowly broke up and after he had to describe the fight one last time, Kargar made the short journey to his small hut on the edge of the settlement. Once there, he lit the small fireplace in the stone niche and looked around briefly. Everything was still as it had been before he left. It was just a small hut with a straw bed for sleeping and a small washing corner, as well as a wooden table and three chairs. His clothes only consisted of skimpy loincloths and a few furs for the winter, but at the moment it was summer they were well stored in a box in the corner. Suddenly he felt a brief draft of air as someone entered his small hut behind him and pushed the fur curtain at the entrance aside to enter.

He turned around and saw the young chief's daughter, who was wearing only her skimpy bra and a very skimpy loincloth and was grinning at him mockingly. "So, the great hero who defeated the beast, hm?" she teased him, coming very close to him. She was a good two heads shorter and only weighed around 70 kg with her slim well-trained body. Her breasts were surprisingly large for such a slim orc female and he stared at her openly. "Well, who have we got here? You must have missed me, you horny little slut, hm?" he grinned back and felt her stroking his muscular pectoral muscles with her small hands. She growled and pushed him backwards with all her strength. He just laughed and let her push him backwards onto the straw, although it would have been easy for him to stay standing.

She lay on top of him and kissed him on the mouth. He felt her well-trained body snuggling up to him and her pelvis rubbing lightly against his already hardening cock. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear: "Oh yes, I need to be properly fucked again. I wonder if you're the right person for that?" she giggled and scratched him playfully on the chest before growling and digging her fingernails into his strong chest until his strong leathery skin gave way and he felt a brief pulling pain. He growled and with a quick movement he grabbed her and rolled onto his side. He quickly turned her onto her stomach and grabbed her hands while crouching on her thighs he grabbed a rope at her side and tied her hands behind her back with quick practiced movements.

She gasped, visibly excited by his power and dominance and lay on her stomach in the straw without resistance. When he had tied her hands, he pulled her loincloth down with a swift movement and freed his already stiff member from his own loincloth. He lay on top of her from behind and pressed his hard large, long member into the gap between her thighs and pushed it along her bottom until it was directly against her labia. He supported himself on his forearms and rubbed his stiff member against her labia from behind. She growled and moaned with pleasure and he could feel the moisture already running out of her slit and moistening her labia and his cock as he slowly and pleasurably rubbed himself against her.

He knew her needs well. It was by no means the first time that he had mounted her like this. He had been fucking her regularly for months. What she enjoyed most was being mounted from behind like almost all of the Orc females he had fucked so far. She liked being dominated by him and being ridden thoroughly from behind. "Well, you horny slut, do you want to feel him inside you, hm?" he teased her and continued to rub his hard member on her now very wet labia. She now stretched her butt upwards a little so that he could stimulate her even better and penetrate her more easily when he would finally decide to do it and she gasped with pleasure while keeping her eyes closed.

He just laughed and continued to rub himself on her labia, which were getting wetter and wetter, until she gasped with a lustful moan: "Go on, fuck me!" He slowly penetrated her extremely wet slit and slowly pushed his hard thick cock into her. She let out a long drawn-out moan of pleasure before he pulled back a little only to slide a little deeper into her. The little slut was already soaking wet and he enjoyed the way her tight slit surrounded his cock and he moaned too. Slowly, enjoying her tightness, he pushed his hard cock all the way into her. "uuurghhhh... aarghhhh" she gasped as he filled her completely and he growled: "hm, you like that. Such a hard cock deep inside you. You horny slut, hm?" She just gasped excitedly in response and he began to move slowly penetrating her again and again to the full depth. She quickly began to pant with constant excitement and moan with pleasure with every movement of his hard cock inside her.

He only moved slowly inside her. In his experience it stimulated the females much more when he fucked them slowly than the quick thrusts that brought him to orgasm. Of course this also had the advantage that he could stimulate her intensely for a very long time without himself feeling like he was about to come. He took his time and fucked her slowly and persistently enjoying her tight wet tunnel and felt how she was getting more and more excited and horny. Her moans became louder and she moved her pelvis in rhythm with his slow thrusts. He knew the exact signals of her impending orgasm by now and began to move faster at the right time.

"Oooohhh yess, ahhh" she moaned and shivered as she had an intense orgasm. He did not stop but continued to fuck her fast and deep now. Loud smacking from her tight wet slit, which was being fucked really hard, could be heard in the hut as well as her lustful panting and moaning while the muscular big orc fucked her from behind.

The hard fast thrusts were exactly what he needed now to come and he felt the intense tingling in the tip of his penis, which announced the approaching orgasm. With a loud grunt and growl he came and felt himself pouring into her tight wet tunnel of pleasure. Over several seconds he squirted his seed deep into her, growling as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. She gasped and moaned as she felt him pouring into her twitching and gave herself over to him completely.

Breathing heavily they both lay on top of each other with him still supporting himself above her with his strong arms. He enjoyed her tight pleasure tunnel for a few more minutes and rubbed his still hard cock inside her. When he felt his erection slowly subside, he pulled out of her panting and loosened her arm restraints before laying down next to her. She giggled and snuggled up close to him. "That was hot. I hope you don't fall asleep again right away." He just grunted and gave her a light slap on her tight ass.

That night he took her from behind several times in her favorite position and made sure that he brought her to orgasm each time before he himself climaxed. She was an extremely horny fuck toy and in his experience the females always came again when he brought them to orgasms regularly.

The next morning he woke up with a morning hard-on and realized that the little slut had already returned to her father's tent during the night. At the same time his head was pounding from all the liquor he had consumed the night before and it took him a while to get up.

When he left his hut it was already midday and he arrived just in time for a meeting that was taking place in the chief's hut. As he entered the hut he heard the voice of the tribal sage: "We must get ahead of them! Again and again they dare to enter our forest. We should strike quickly and hard and kill them so that they don't even think of attacking us again!" The crowd of young warriors present roared loudly at the words of the old wise orc and raised their weapons.

One of the experienced warriors leaned over to Kargar and whispered in his ear:"The elves attacked us again at the Sun Lake and killed two of our scouts." Kargar nodded at him and looked at the young roaring warriors and the old experienced chief, who was calmly surveying the crowd from his throne. When he saw him the chief beckoned Kargar forward. "You will lead a scout troop of ours and scout out the elves before we attack. You will travel to the Sun Lake with three orcs." Kargar could barely suppress a growl. Three orcs in the area that is already almost controlled by the elves. This was a suicide mission. But could he refuse? The young warriors gathered around him and roared loudly so that he would get their attention and choose them. Those fools. They were too young to understand. The chief wanted to get rid of him and therefore sent him on this suicide mission. But his pride as a warrior would not allow him to refuse. This would damage his reputation forever. He glanced briefly at the young chief's daughter, who was staring at him lasciviously. He growled loudly and shouted "Death to the elves!"

One week later....

Slowly and carefully Kargar crept through the dense forest right on the shore of the Sun Lake. The large lake shimmered in the light of the afternoon sun. The vegetation on the edge was very dense and it was easy to hide, both for the orc and his enemies.

He had split up his reconnaissance troop in order to find the elf camps as quickly as possible and because he thought that the other two would hinder him rather than protect him on this reconnaissance mission with their clumsiness. The elves were not to be underestimated as enemies. Smaller and less muscular than the orcs, they were inferior in close combat at arm's length, but they were very agile and very skilled and deadly with their short bows, which were greatly feared among the orcs. The elves often used their females as scouts, which Kargar could not understand at all. How could they use the females for combat? He shook his head at the thought and continued to creep carefully through the forest wearing only his loincloth and tool belt. The only weapons he had with him were his beloved axe and knife.

*Crack* A quiet noise made him turn around. About ten meters away from him stood a female elf with a drawn bow aiming at him. She was wearing only a very tight leather top and a leather skirt and leather boots, which emphasized her slim figure.

She said something to him that he did not understand because he did not know her language. He tensed his muscles and watched the movement of her hand on the bowstring closely. He knew that before she let go, he would have a split second to react. She now called even louder in his direction and took a step towards him.