How To Fuck Your Ogre Chapter 1 - A Break on the Hunt

'Damn!', the young nightelf thought after she finally admitted to herself that she had lost the track of her prey again.

Since before dawn she had been on the trail of the robbers who had made off with enough gems and gold to merit the owner to hire the young rogue to track them down and retrieve his valuables.

Always in need for money, Lari had quickly agreed to the job, and set out on the robber's trail.

She had followed them into the woods, their footsteps in the soft earth an open book for the trained rogue.

However, she had started some hours behind them, and had only slowly been gaining on her quarry.

She reckoned she was still at least two hours behind them, but after more then six hours on the hunt she was getting tired, and her bladder had started aching.

She had tried to ignore it at first, intent on finishing her job, but the pressure had risen steadily over the past hour, and her mind had been  focused more and more on her need to pee.

But she hadn't masturbated the day before, and the concentration on her bladder also made her mind realize her horniness more and more.

She knew that in her current state, it would be impossible to just take a quick pee and continue on her quest.

The young girl adored playing with piss, and she knew once she made a pee break, she would be out until her rising thirst for self-pleasure was sated, which could be quite a while.

But with each minute she had continued on, the pressure between her legs had gotten worse, and she had had an increasingly hard time concentrating on the footprints, broken twigs, and the other subtle signs she used to follow the trail of the robbers.

Now, for the second time, she had moved at least a hundred yards without any sign of them at all. It was clear that she was walking in the wrong direction.

She backtracked again to the last footprint she had seen and adjusted her direction.

After a few moments she stood still and stared up above her through the green canopy of the forest. It was a lovely view, the midday sun shining through the leaves at her, making her sweat beneath her black leather clothes, with a soft breeze gently touching her face and long, exposed ears.

She closed her eyes and almost moaned when her overly full bladder made her clench her legs, and her pussy was stimulated by the feeling of her rough pants scratching the tender skin of her thighs at the slightest movement.

She couldn't continue on like this.

After stomping her feet in a bout of anger at herself, she finally decided to take a break to take care of business.

After all, the robbers had been human, they were moderately quick on foot, but they had no idea at all how to hide the signs of their passing, and the weather was not exactly looking like it would change to rain anytime soon, which would wash away their footsteps in the earth.

She was sure that taking a break for an hour would be easily offset by her increased concentration afterwards.

Lari looked around for a few minutes, until she found a small clearing with soft grass instead of hard roots covering the ground, and plopped down.

After two minutes of being perfectly still she was sure that no wild animals or other danger was nearby, and that she could relax her guard for a bit. Nevertheless, before stripping out of her black leather chest-plate, she placed her weapons at her sides, so that she could grab them in a heartbeat, should the need arise.

Her upper body only clad in her silken undershirt, she sat back down and leaned against a tree with a sigh, relishing the feeling of the faint breeze cooling her arms and chest.

She let her eyes roam over her body, noticing the thin sheen of sweat on her arms.

When she inhaled deeply, she noticed her own scent. The light trace of saltiness from her sweat, and the sweet odor emanating from her wet pussy, that was already strong enough to penetrate both her panties and the leather pants she was wearing.

She pressed a hand on her tummy and clenched her teeth at the immense pressure she felt in her bladder when doing so, almost loosing a few drops, but fighting to keep them in a bit longer.

The pressure radiated towards her pussy, making her crotch burn with need.

She grinned, the anticipation of what she was going to do making her excited, almost giddy.

Still being a virgin at eighteen had had a certain positive impact on her life: she had learned how to really have fun with herself. And she was going to have a lot of fun right now, she decided.

Lari removed her undershirt, exposing her tiny breasts to the air, marveling at the stiffness of her tiny pink nipples, and how beautiful they always looked, contrasting her purple-blue nightelf skin.

Clothed only from the waist down now, she let her hands rub over her legs, massaging the soreness of the long trek through the forest out of them, before moving her hands towards her feet and pulling her leather boots off.

Trying not to touch her feet to the ground, she grabbed her cotton socks and pulled them from her slender feet.

As always, her heartbeat quickened in excitement when she slowly brought the long worn socks towards her face and finally pressed them against it, inhaling deeply the wonderful odor of her own feet that had been trapped in the cloth during the long hours she had been wearing them inside her boots while hiking through the woods.

Sniffing her own dirty socks was so kinky, she thought with a grin, as always. And got turned on even more by it then she already was.

She rubbed their undersides all over her face, and finally pushed her tongue out and slowly licked the cloth.

Then she turned the socks inward out, to get to the side of the cloth that had been in contact with her soles, and pressed one against her nose, while licking the other with a moan.

The young nightelf adored her own smells and tastes, and her long worn socks always carried a good bit of both.

It was the taste and smell of the leather of her boots, faint traces of saltiness from her sweat, an aroma of violets and flowers from her bath, and the subtle natural sweetness of her skin.

Smelling and tasting her socks made her desperately want to touch herself, but she had long ago learned that teasing herself was much better than simply trying to cum as fast as possible.

One dirty sock still pressed against her nose, she put the other one in her mouth and started gently chewing on it, trying to coax her own delicious taste out of the warm cloth.

The young girl moaned through the moist sock in her mouth, her body getting hotter and hotter from the smell and taste assaulting her senses, and the kinkiness of what she was doing burning in her mind.

But after two more minutes of making out with her used socks, the pressure in her bladder finally became unbearable.

She had to pee, and she had to do it now.

She regretted that she had misjudged how long her quest would take her, and not brought any water bottles she could empty and use now to play with, but that didn't mean that she would have to take a boring piss.

She put the socks away and quickly pulled her pants and panties off, adoring the big wet spot in the cloth, and pushed it first under her nose to inhale her scent deeply, then licked the inside of their crotch with an eager tongue.

She would have liked to spend some more time enjoying her deliciously dirty panties, but by now she really had trouble to hold her water in.

She stood up, turned around, and quickly somersaulted against the tree she had been leaning on, until her back was leaning against it again, and she stood there in a shoulder-stand, head and neck in the soft green grass below her, her legs high in the air above.

Then she ever so slightly released her bladder, and a sweet small yellow spring emerged between her legs.

It cost the girl much concentration to not simply let go and waste most of the precious liquid, but she managed to keep the amount trickling out between her lips to a minimum, so that nothing would spew away from her.

The yellow liquid ran down her body, first over her flat tummy, then over her tiny breasts, to finally pool in the crease of her neck before dripping down onto the ground, wetting her hair.

She used her hands to rub the sweet smelling liquid over her whole chest and arms, until her whole upper body was wet and shiny with her golden piss.

After her skin was sufficiently soaked, it was time for the best part, she decided with a fluttering heart.

Rounding her back, she brought her legs down until her knees touched the ground next to her ears, and her glistening cunny was directly above her face.

With eager anticipation the young elf opened her mouth wide and let her bladder loose.

The thick, hot stream of piss hit her right between the eyes and she squealed with joy, fighting to keep her eyes open against the yellow spray, to witness every gorgeous moment of her own pussy releasing her scalding hot urine all over her young face.

She nimbly adjusted her hips a bit, until the salty stream hit her mouth.

Once it was full to the brim, she forced herself to stop pissing, not wanting to waste anything while she was relishing the taste of the first mouthful of delicious elfpee.

She closed her eyes to just wallow in the taste of her own piss, the hot liquid that was at the same time tangy, salty, and incredibly sweet. Years ago she had learned to love the taste, and she still got off on it so easily, that she knew that she would come if she would touch her clit right now.

But instead, she swallowed the hot liquid, and opened her eyes and mouth again for the next helping.

Again she let loose, and quickly filled her own mouth with her urine.

Once more she stopped her flow and simply enjoyed the wonderful taste, when a sharp pain made her gasp and almost choke on the hot piss in her mouth.

Her hands had moved to her breasts on their own accord, and absentmindedly started tweaking her nipples, until her strong fingers had pinched both at the same time, hard.

She laughed, drops of piss flying from her lips, and gently rubbed her tender nipples before she started to urinate on her own face once more.

Slowly she let the tender stream fill her thirsty mouth.

When it was full, she closed it to swallow, but let her stream continue to splash on her lips and spray all over her pretty face.

The yellow piss ran into her nose and eyes, but she fought to keep them open.

Years ago it had stung when she had gotten pee in her eyes, but by now she was so used to it that it was painless. And it was incredibly kinky, which was why she had started to try keeping her eyes open in the first place when she had discovered her kinks.

And it was good training, too, she thought, for when she would finally get with a male. After all, she got incredibly aroused by the idea of taking cumshots in the eyes like she had seen a certain girl do, long ago.

After another half minute of peeing on her own face and swallowing the contents of her bladder, the stream of piss turned into a trickle and finally ceased entirely.

Lari stayed in her crooked position a while longer, licking the sweet and salty taste from her lips and trying to catch the few remaining drops falling down from her pussy with her tongue.

Her thirst for pee quenched, the young nightelf spun around until she was leaning against the tree in a sitting position again.

Before she knew it, she had two of her piss-coated fingers in her mouth and sucked on them, while two fingers of her other hand slowly went down towards her tiny rosebud.

After showering herself with pee and drinking a healthy amount of it, both her body and mind were on the brink of orgasm, and she knew that her climax would hit her at the slightest touch of her sensitive parts now.

Still, she savored the anticipation of what was to come, and hesitated for a few moments, until she suddenly, forcefully, stabbed the two slick fingers into her little butthole, shoving them deep inside.

The exquisite mixture of pleasure and pain made her scream, and her orgasm hit her like a lighting bolt.

She screamed and moaned, and her whole body shivered, while she could feel hot girlcum escape her pussy and flow over the hand whose fingers were stuck inside her bum.

She wiggled them around inside her, and at the same time pushed the pissy fingers in her mouth so deep that she made herself gag.

Both actions prolonged her long climax even more.

Once she had come down a bit, still breathing heavily, but her body not wrecked by spasms anymore, she pulled her fingers out of her ass and mouth.

She looked lovingly at the fingers that had just been inside her butthole, at their gleaming wetness from the last traces of pee they had been covered with, and the gooey whiteness of her pussyjuice that had dripped on her hand.

She raised the hand towards her head and let her tongue dart out and lick her fingertips.

The young elf absolutely loved the idea of licking things that had been inside her ass.

Of course she kept it extremely clean, so there was no bad smell or taste on her fingers, but it was the pure kinkiness  of tasting her own asshole which always turned the nightelf on.

She pushed the fingers into her mouth and started sucking on them, while she put the two fingers of her other hand, which had formerly been in her mouth, against her little anus and pushed them in with a moan of pleasure.

The first, violent orgasm had passed, but she wasn't sated yet. Her second orgasm would take longer to reach, but she knew exactly how she could ensure that it would be as intense as the first one.

Sucking on the fingers that had been inside her butthole, and slowly fucking the same tight hole with the fingers of her other hand now, she closed her eyes and let her mind drift back a few years, to her favorite memory, to the fateful night which had transformed the young elf girl like no other night before or ever since...