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The Goblin smut awakened something in me, and now I crave more 👀 😳

Also, I absolutely love your writing! Keep up the good work! 👍👍👍

A/N: Previous story can be found here. This is (kind of) a second part to that one. Enjoy!

Goblin x fem!reader

After you found the goblin camp, or more like they found you in the goblin camp, your body was sticky and spent, your pussy dripping come down your legs as you walked back to the human settlement with a smile on your lips. It was the best experience of your life, and you can’t wait for it to happen again.

That’s how you found yourself walking back to their camp the next day. You can already hear them cutting wood and screaming at each other, and your body starts to tremble in anticipation. You strip your clothes, leaving them somewhere in the forest, you aren’t worried about it. You don’t care at all about your clothes when your whole body is already craving to be fucked and filled, pinched and probed until you are orgasming so many times you can’t even keep your eyes open during some of it.

You crave a bacchanal, and you are sure they are expecting you, because the second you cross the tree line into their camp, they all stop what they are doing and look at you directly. One of them mumbles something along the lines “she’s her again, what a good human whore…” and they all laugh. You only smile, cupping your breasts and pinching your nipples, teasing them.

Just like yesterday, they get to you in an instant, their little bodies hitting your taller one with such force that you are falling to the ground. But they don’t let you stay there, they carry you to the biggest tent they have and lay you over some pelts, letting you enjoy the soft fabric for a total of two seconds before there’s a circle of goblins descending over you and latching their mouths to every part of your body they can reach. You scream in pleasure, your pussy already dripping.

There’s oil being poured onto your holes, and then there’s dicks, smaller than humans, but so much better, angled exactly right to hit your G-spot with each thrust. And then your hips are being lifted, and there’s another dick in your ass, and you are opening your mouth to scream but somebody fills your mouth, too. You are being fucked in every hole, and your eyes are rolling back into your head at the insane pleasure your body is under.

They fuck you for hours, and you enjoy every second of it, until you are a mess of fluids and they have had their fill. You are there, laying down and smiling at them as someone helps you clean out some of the mess… You whine, not wanting to forget any of it, and they shush you with a chuckle, tiny hands massaging your sore muscles until you melt, tiny fingers rubbing your clit with some of the come dripping down your holes as lube. It’s filthy and hot, and another orgasm is dragged out of your tired body as you moan, unable to scream anymore.

it’s hot. too hot in the bedroom, so he has to rip the bed sheets away from his side or he’ll start going more insane than he already feels. you’re facing away from him, ass pointing toward him in an unknowing taunt as you remain asleep on your side. yet he still wakes you, tugging you from your slumber and flush against his front.

even in your groggy state, you know. you can feel the leaky head of his dick pressing into your fold–pulsing its heated requests right against your entrance. a tired lift of your leg is all it takes for the wolf to grope your tit and slide inside you with a growl into your neck. he’s already coming by the time he bottoms out, pumping his seed as he keeps fucking you.

the both of you know that if he doesn’t get out what he needs to right now, he'll be a clingy, whining grump… so he fucks you for the entire morning. embracing you while you clutch him back, your drowsy state and the way his tip nudges up against your cervix wrenching multiple orgasms from you. your husband coming almost continuously for the entire period, creaming your walls with nonstop, throaty howls. and only stopping when the two of you are covered in sweat and panting with exhaustion.

“can’t wait f’you to to take my knot,” he slurs at your back, holding your trembling figure. letting his eyes shut, he rambles. “gonna mark you up. fill you with pups, then watch y’get all big and round. make your tits swell up nice ‘n pretty with milk…” 

a few more sentences, and the wolf’s fast asleep. snoring low and right against your ear while rubbing a palm across the damp skin of your stomach.

He always says “ma’am” when answering your questions or asking you something. He always seems to grin a little wider when you ask him something and he has to reply “yes ma’am”. Maybe it’s just because it makes your face flush slightly, still being new to the area and not being used to it.

But oh shit, when he asks you if you’d like to go out to eat and you say “yes sir” he just loses his mind.

Before dinner he has you pinned under his massive form, his far too big cock bullying into your weeping hole. You’re whimpering and whining that it’s too big, that he needs to slow down, but he just lets out an airy chuckle.

“It’s ‘ight pretty girl. Just be good for me and take it,” he smirked as he forced himself back inside of you again.

All the air is being knocked out of your lungs with every thrust. Tears are trickling down your eyes and your entire body feels like it’s being crushed under him. His bull nose bumping against your forehead with every thrust as he pushes your knees up to your chest, making you feel even tighter around him. Making you whine louder from how much bigger he feels.

“S’good, lil’ lady. Fuck, you take it so good,” he grunted as he started moving faster, his massive cock stretching you wider than you thought possible. He’s definitely bruised your cervix, at least.

But the second he’s inside you, he’s like a wild animal. Slamming into you without abandon, your human hole stretched obscenely around his massive cock. His fingers toying with your nipples until tears are streaming down your face. Your body is always littered with bruises from where he grips your waist too tightly, love bites and long, angry red welts form where his tusks scratch against your skin.