Orcs are strong, and they have a great amount of muscle in their bodies. This may seem obvious, but it has some less than obvious implications if you expect them to be like other women. They will probably be stronger than you, so expect to be manhandled, especially if they are the one insisting on sex. They have powerful pelvic muscles that make it more difficult to penetrate them, so prepare for some resistance. It is most recommended to only attempt sex with an orc woman if you are above average in both strength and endowment, although it is possible otherwise. Sex with orc women can be an exhausting experience, but if you're up for the task, it is well worth the satisfaction. On a cultural note: although orcs enjoy sex, they use it primarily for procreation, not recreation. Be aware that your lover like expects you to impregnate her. This leads to the next point: war brides. It is common in orc cultures to claim war brides from a tribe you defeat. The explicit purpose of these war brides is to become pregnant and return to the tribe with your superior child, which is something to be aware of if you find yourself in such a situation. For obvious ethical reasons, I must implore you to not abuse this system. On top of being incredibly dangerous to challenge orcs in the first place, intentionally dragging some poor orc girl into sexual slavery for your own amusement is not condoned for any reason.This book is about having fun, not exploitation.
-Alex's Racial Sex Guide, 3rd Edition entry on Orcs
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On Alex's advice, we sought out a priest for their healing spells. Alex had mentioned that his clerical companion had mad life much easier for his exhausting sex life, and thought that my exhaustion and soreness might also be helped along with a healer's touch. It would certainly help me stay in the action more, and help my team thrive. Incidentally, contrary to popular belief, most holy orders were not in fact celibate, so when we found a holy man from a race I'd not yet collected information on, I was very excited indeed.
And indeed, Zavier was quite the exception. In addition to his holy order not forbidding sexual relations, he was also a warrior of the faith rather than a pacifist, and an orc where most of his race couldn't be bothered with the gods' demands. He had a particular list of quirks that made him an especially attractive addition to my party. I brought him on with knowing looks from each of my existing teammates, all of them knowing I had explicit intentions to sleep with him, and soon.
Suffice it to say, it did not take long for him to notice that I came to him every night complaining of soreness in my private parts after having spent the night in private company with one or two of our other teammates. He handled the situation rather gracefully, I think.
"You know, I wonder if you aren't abusing my gifts," he said one night, his palm against my stomach to cast his spell.
"I am very grateful," I said innocently. I was back to trying to be subtle. "But sometimes it can be rough to be a woman."
"I see," he said dryly. I think he was amused, but he always had a stoic demeanor that was difficult to read. "Still, I can't help but feel used every night."
"Are you feeling left out?" I asked, trying to pull him from his modestly. I touched the back of his hand with one of mine.
"In short, yes," he said flatly. "It would be one thing for me to offer healing for damage I'd done. But every night, you have your fun, and I'm ashamed to admit my disappointment, yet I've never been invited."
"Well, you can consider this your invitation," I said, sliding his hand down and under my pants. His fingers found my entrance and he began to slide them inside me without further ado.
I brought my hand back up and rubbed his thigh gently before tugging at his pants to free his cock for me to play with. We managed to get each others' pants out of the way enough to play with each other. The orc seemed to be holding back, but he still stiffened in my hand quickly enough. His cock was perhaps slightly more than average in size, though it was hard to tell from where I was laying down.
I pulled myself down off the bed and sank to my knees in front of him, taking his pants off as I did. His cock stood before me, six inches of green skin ready to be pleasured. I leaned forward and spat on it as I stroked, using my saliva as lubrication. I lathered it up and down his length and pulled the head into my mouth to begin sucking it. I started to bob my head up and down while reaching my now free hands down to remove my clothes.
