Osa and the Orangemen
Copyright© 2025 by Osa Oladapo
Chapter 10: Somnia
It’s been two days since Osa departed her temporary lover and the ship he captained. Her cunny still feels like it is still a little stretched and leaking cum from the gangbang she let the crew give her on her last day aboard the ship. Starting with the captain, then his three officers, then the 30 crewmen, all in a 4-hour time period. They had docked early in the morning, and the small port town was closed, so instead of sleeping for 4 hours, she gave them all a parting gift for being kind and generous with her.
Once the plank was down and the horses were offloaded, she headed south at a walk for the entire day, stopping only to pee twice. Putting her a good 70 mym’s south of town when she made camp. Today she has travelled another 84 myms and finds herself in a wide open field of flowers.
Osa tethers one horse to a spike she drives into the ground and the second horse to the first. Then she unpacks some rationed food. She also pulls out a brass plate and causes water to condense and fill the plate for the horses to drink from. She removed the gear from the backs of each horse, brushed them down, and spread out the blankets across their backs before she lay down on her bedroll and gear pack to go to sleep.
Osa wakes up with a fright. The sun is glaring down on her, and her horses are nowhere to be seen, her supplies are gone, and she is utterly naked. She realizes that she is now in a clearing in a thick patch of woodlands rather than a large open field.
“Amy, are you there?” Osa calls out, in hopes that her druid friend is somehow responsible for the change in scenery.
She heard clopping from a distance and looked around.
A centaur came into view. He had red hair cascading down his chest in curly red locks, mingling with his body. His four legs were well muscled, and his arms were just as powerful. He looked at Osa.
Then, grinning, he looked at her as his cock dropped down. It was HUGE. About as long as her arm, reddish-brown, as thick as her wrist at the narrowest part and as thick as a man’s fist at the base, with balls as big as apples.
She runs over and jumps on his back.
He started bucking and cantering around, then fell to his knees and threw her off.
“OW!” Osa said, and glared at him, then looked down at his now erect 61 cm cock, and a scared look crossed her face.
The centaur bent down, and, closing his eyes for a second, formed a table that rose up underneath Osa, pushing her up to the right height. He backed away a little, and her clothes disappeared in a flash of purple light. The centaur moved close and put his face down between her legs. She felt his tongue begin to gently lick her slit, then he moved up to her breasts, his forelegs straddling the bench. She began to shiver from anticipation of the event she longed for. The centaur stopped licking then, and she started spreading herself wide with anticipation and desire as he stepped up closer to their goal.
It touched.
She felt a shock when the hot, wet head of his shaft rubbed against her clit, and she reached down with one of her hands to grasp the dark member. She rubbed the tip up and down her slit, working the combination of pre-cum and woman-juice around the lips of her passion. She wanted him so badly—she rubbed faster and faster until she stopped, placing the head in exactly the right position to enter. One thrust and it would be in, she fantasized to herself. He pushed, gently at first, and she could feel the moist tip of him pressing against her cunny lips. Osa used her fingers to spread herself as wide as she could, and she felt him spear her a little more. She began to feel a tingling in the pink flesh of her labia, and it felt as though his cock worked to spread her even wider. Gasping with this spectral sensation, she moved her hands away and started stroking the centaur’s chest and forelegs just above her. She was being spread wider and wider, opened by the mass of flesh between her thighs, and there was no pain at all, only the stimulating tingling in her flesh. Still, she was pulled even wider, a feeling that was thrilling in itself.
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