TU'ORKING IT!

In honor of the victory of the Fem Fa'Tau and their allies of convenience Da Long Wayz Dezert Groop over the The Ulthwe Craftworld Eldar (Eldars not in alliance with The Greater Good) I thought I would explain how the alliance came to be and how victory was celebrated.


This is NOT safe for work or kids and it really is RATED (a solid) X. 

So you are officially forewarned.


And yes, this IS based on actual events.





TU'ORKING IT...

                                                             (courtesy of Google Images picture found here)


Chi'anah sighed as she slipped her armor off... running her hands over her silky pale blue skin. She stood naked in front of the mirror. She slid her hands down and cupped her breasts. They overflowed her hands and she nodded approvingly as she rolled her hard nipples between her fingers. One hand slid lower and traced lightly between her thighs. It was time...


Chi'anah was the Cadre Fireblade for the Fem Fa'Tau. They were the most unique Tau Army. All female and all highly trained warriors who were feared and admired by The Greater Good. The Commander Cle'opatre and her bodyguard M'ta Hari were not only renowned for their unparallelled fighting ability but also for their highly erotic seductive skills in negotiation.


She took the metallic satin dress from the rack. Sliding down her body it contoured to her accentuating her ample breasts and curves. The slits up each side were to the waist to expose as much as it covered. The intel for her new alliance ran thru her head.


She had a small force on this planet but not enough to take out the Eldar army that had invaded. Luckily... well luckily of a sort,,, some allies of convenience had appeared. The Orcs. In this case it was lucky as it was Da Masta Cheef and Da Long Wayz Dezert Groop. Cheef was among of the “higher Orcs”. Or Higher as the Tau were concerned. He was of intelligence enough to negotiate with. He usually was all about the bounty and spoils of the battles so it was generally easy to manipulate him in that regard. However his price for this campaign seemed to be higher.

Intel had also revealed he was indeed fully anatomically male and physically compatible... thus Chi'anah had her negotiation tactic in mind. She could feel the flush begin to run thru her body... much like the anticipation of battle.. this negotiation / transaction should be as gratifying.


She made her way to the Orc makeshift city and was roughly escorted to Da Masta Cheef's makeshift quarters in run down old building. She showed enough strength to make sure she made an appropriate impression as a warrior but not enough to get her killed. Orcs were so less predictable than the Slaneesh Warriors but similar in their tactics, and since she had dealings with both in the past she knew how to handle this situation.


As she fell to her hands and knees to keep from face planting on the floor of Cheef's quarters, she heard the guttural voice of Da Masta Cheef bark out orders to be left alone with the “bluie gurl”. Her Orc was rough but passable in speak and she could understand most spoken words (luckily those were few). Still on her hands and knees she suggestively looked up and flipped her ponytail out of her face. Optimizing the view of her highly exposed cleavage. He looked leeringly at her. She smiled with the “gotcha” thought in her mind, She snaked a little closer still on all fours making sure she swayed in all the right ways. Cheef licked his lips approvingly.


She made it to his feet where she pulled up to her knees between Cheef's well muscled thighs as she placed her hands right above his knees. She looked up and one strap fell off her shoulder exposing her breast almost to the nipple, she leaned closer so her tits brushed to the inside of his thighs. In a hoarse guttural Ork she purred her acknowledgments of Cheef's greatness and offered her respects. Asking what his terms were of his help in helping the Tau push the unwanted Eldar off planet. The basic terms were already there. Any and all salvage from the fallen Eldar plus any bounty, etc. He knew any fallen Fem Fa'tau were off limits.


She was very aware of his anatomy. She could see that “big shoota” wasn't just battlefield weapon. As she leaned a little closer so that her breasts brushed his hardening cock. His hand grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head back. She opened her pouty lips and let her tongue softly slide over her bottom lip. The dress strap fell further exposing her breast and hard nipple. Her hand slid up his leg and over the loin cloth. She couldn't help but shiver slightly as she felt just how anatomically correct he really was. He growled and pulled her closer.


Crawling up his almost 7 foot frame onto his lap she sealed the deal with some grinding in a very teasing way while Cheef's tongue and hands explored what they could. It seems he wanted a few working Tau weapons and all of herself. It was more than acceptable for The Greater Good. Both were to be presented at the end of the battle.


Day of battle dawned. The Orks are on fire... as is their leader. Defense and offense the Orks prove themselves as d0 the grots manning the long range firepower. The Eldar are being defeated, wounds and casualties aplenty. The Tau are providing the cover fire and excellent marksmanship and drones for distraction. There is a hasty retreat as the Eldar leave the planet and the Orks reap the rewards of their victory.


With the bloodthirsty battle blood-lust still pumping wildly through my veins I sought out Da Masta Cheef. He was not hard to find, blood spattered and belting out the victory “WAAAAAAAAAUGH” leading his orks to a fevered pitch of salvage and celebration.


It was a heady mix of violence and sexual desire as she whirled onto his battle wagon. Lurching around in the back of the trukk the sheer lust between Cheef and Chi was combustible. Grabbing her and picking her up pushing her against the back of the truck cab as he rips off her armor. Her hands are free only enough to find his knife and cut thru the leather straps of his armor. He has her pinned hard. She has her legs wrapped around his waist. She can feel his own excitement as he presses his throbbing cock against her and he roughly tears her undergarments off. Her hand finds it's way to his hardness and begins to stroke him as his tongue finds its way down her neck and exposed tits. The trukk stops rough enough to toss them off balance onto the trukk bed. Stumbling they manage to get from the trukk to his quarters. Chi is half carried, half drug to the pile of furs and pelts on the floor that is the bed. Both are completely naked and both still caught up in sheer unadulterated lust.


She manages to wrestle him down and as she bites and rakes her nails over his naked torso. She catches his nipple ring between her teeth and pulls as she runs her hand back down his body. She takes control by stroking him as she keeps biting and scratching her way down, following her hand. Her swollen lips wrap around his rock hard cock and takes him deep in her hot, wet mouth.


He growls hard and loud as he grabs her ponytail again, taking control of her rhythm. Using her hands and mouth... sliding her lips wantonly up and down his shaft... she sucks ,licks and massages with wild rough abandon. He pushes his hips up and deeper into her mouth. She pulls back alittle not sure how long or many times he can go. But he holds her fast. His guttural growls reverberate off the makeshift walls as he explodes. Hot creamy streams filling her mouth. Chi, as expected, is ready and willing to take everything and more.


He grabs her up and tosses her on back. She's dizzy with such insane lust and need she is eager to do anything. He pulls her hips up to him as his strong thick tongue slid between her thighs and down her very wet slit. She arches her back as he dives deeper. Exploring her with a fierceness that borders on violent. She could feel her body beginning to quiver as he thrusts his tongue deeper and harder. She can feel her body explode as she cums hard in his mouth. Licking and sucking her hot juices he grins and laughs as he has the mighty Fem Fa'tau quivering and crying out for him. The power trip only feeds his lust... and hers!


When he pulls her down to suck him again she can taste his hot precum again oozing out of the tip of his still swollen cock. That sets her blood on fire again. She licks and sucks... then bites his inner thigh as she scratches and digs her nails into his tough ork flesh. He groans again and pulls her up by her hair and pushes her to all fours. Grabbing onto her hips he pushes inside of her. She screams a guttural cry that even has the orks outside yelling back as she bucks and grinds into him. He pushes deeper inside of her. stretching her. With each thrust she is taken to a new level of pleasure and pain as he grabs and slaps her ass while filling her with his throbbing organ again and again. She has already hit ecstasy twice and she can feel her juices coating them both and even running down her thighs. He pushes deeper inside and grabs her tits as he pinches the nipples, grunting as he grinds harder and deeper.


She pulls away and wrestles him to his back. She straddles him and takes him back inside her. She rides him harder than a prize war steed. He take hold her hips and thrusts with her as she rides him hard. His guttural roar starts just as she begins her own cry yet again. His orgasm pushing her over the edge. The shared explosions felt like the shock waves from a burst cannon. She can't help but ride the aftershocks or ecstasy. Both quivering and panting, sated completely for the moment. His hands leaving darker marks and scratches on her naked body.


She lingers there catching her breath and gathering herself control. She can feel him still hard inside her. She finally slides off him as he stretches languidly seeming to relishing in the sweat and sex that covers them both like a heady perfume. He soon falls into a sleep stupor as the afterglow takes over the violent blood/sex lust.



Chi'anah slips quietly out of the furs with a quick check to make sure there was no major bleeding from the multitude of scratches and welts. She grabs enough clothes to cover herself and slips out of the building thru a partially destroyed wall in the back. She signals her second in command and waits quietly in cover for her ticket back to camp. Not wanting to make any kind of noise... better to allow sleeping giants lay.