The Goblin Girl Gang

Author: luffy316

Description: Three mouthy goblin girls catcall passerby. When a human finally takes them up on their offer, they're forced to realize they're all awkward virgins.

"Yo! I'm cock of the walk!

Queen of the block!

Pop my mouth on yer cock while the mic gets rocked!

Get the aftershock! Invest in my stock… uh…"

Tonda trailed off, furrowing her brow as she browsed through her limited but colorful vocabulary. She looked over to her clutch of fellow goblins where Mitt and Stunk watched her expectantly.

"I'm outta words. Something with docks?"

"We don't got any docks around here," Mitt reminded her, taking a puff of her cigarette before taking a bite of it. She leaned against the wall of their alley lazily, ignoring how much it scraped up the back of her t-shirt.

"Plus it's like… kind of a jumper move to say you're queen of the block. Especially when we're like… right here," Stunk added. "Like what if we felt like being queen of the block?"

"It's a rap! It doesn't have to mean anything, Stunk!" Tonda snapped. "It's just gotta flow and get humie chunks wet."

"Okay but like… do they GET wet? Is that a thing they do?" Stunk pressed on. "Cuz I haven't seen one do that before."

"Except once it's in my soakin' wet musher! Am I right!?" Mitt cackled. The girls hooted and hi fived each other. It was how they spent most of their afternoons together; all talk and little-to-no action.

"Oh shit! Humie! Be cool!"

The trio of street goblins hurried into position. They variously slouched or leaned to look as cool as they thought they could while pulling on their clothes to hide/reveal the right amount of skin. They stifled their startled expressions in time to look like a proper gang of punks instead of some slackers chilling in an alley instead of their parents' house.

"Hey, sweet peach!" Tonda called out at the 20-something human jogger that went walking by. He looked pretty in-shape, which was more than all they needed to start flinging their awkward flirting. Goblins might have been genetic experts at breeding but actually picking up boys was a lot more complicated than it was a few centuries ago.

The human looked up to where the goblins loitered at the mouth of the alleyway. They were each their own particular colors and they all wore loose and ratty clothes.

Tonda was a standard-looking goblin, which was to say lime green, a little over 3 feet tall, and with exaggeratedly feminine curves around a mild belly. Red hair hung in two long braids draped over the shoulders of her denim jacket and tank top. A loose pair of pink shorts hung low on her hips for a flash of her underwear and the lowest parts of her belly.

Mitt was the tallest of them all, pushing just past 3'6". Her mouthwash blue hair (with mathcing lipstick) went just past her long ears and messy, with her big amber eyes wide with some dark eyeshadow outlining them. Her darker, more frog-like skin was speckled with some of the pale spots common on their species. She wore a t-shirt that was too short and loose for her all at once, exposing much of her stomach and even some underboob as her grapefruit-sized tits pushed the shirt out. She kept her hands tucked into the pockets of her jeans (which fit her fine once she shredded off the bottoms to fit a goblin) and tapped a pair of combat boots on the pavement. She curled her long tongue to reel in the last of her cigarette, its tip hissing quietly as it was doused by her thick saliva before being chewed up and swallowed down.

Stunk was the shortest and the thickest, a couple inches lower and rounder than Tonda. She wore a bandana around her pink hair, the rest of it tied into a fat braid behind her shoulders. Her broad nose, full lips and narrow eyes made for a strangely cute face whenever people could stop staring at her massive tits. They were packed tightly into a crop top, her boobs swelling out slightly past the top of it. Her wide hips bobbed a bit as she shifted her weight now and then, making her skirt ride up higher on her thighs.

"Hey there," the human replied with a friendly smile.

"I can smell you sweatin' from here, protein shake!" Mitt called with a confident smirk. "Wanna work up a real sweat with me!?"

"Yeaaa! You wanna do some plungin' in this dungeon?" Stunk added in her bubbly voice.

"You mean like 'let's have sex?" the human asked directly.

The goblin froze for a few seconds. Her friends looked at her wide-eyed.

"Y… yea."

"Yea! Sounds great," he accepted with a friendly smile.

Tonda froze for a couple seconds longer, then spun around completely to face her friends.

"Oh shit. Whatta we do now?" she whispered harshly.

"Say yes!" Mitt pressed.

"Suck his masher!" Stunk hissed.

"Not yet," Tonda hurried back. "Gotta like… warm up to that, right? Like it's illegal to do in public I think?"

"Okay that part's definitely true. Not in public," Mitt agreed.

"Yea but do we need to go do stretches first or something or is this just we go right in?"

"Just say yes for now! Before he thinks we're being weird!"

"We ARE being weird! I ain't ever bumped with a humie before!"

Tonda spun back around and waved back at the human, forcing a smile like she was still confident.

"Heyyy. We uh, talked it over and we decided that yea. Yea, we'd like to do the fuck with ya. I mean, slop on your masher!" Tonda corrected more confidently and raunchily.

"Nice save," Mitt added quickly behind her.

"Great! You girls free in an hour? I gotta finish up this errand," the human offered.

"Yea! Go ahead," Mitt encouraged hastily.

The human gave a final wave and nod before he went back to his business. The girls exchanged wide-eyed glances.

"Okay, so we have ONE hour to prepare and figure this shit out," Tonda explained hastily.

Stunk already had her phone out and was typing rapidly. "How… to… sex… I'm on it."

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Their hurried crash course did all that the gang of virgins could do on such short notice. They didn't stray far and waited a good 10 minutes early for their appointed time to wait nervously for their potential mate. The young man returned just as he'd offered, waving to the three shortstacks struggling to look casual about it.

"Hey! Stretch!" Tonda called out eagerly.

"Hey, ladies. You still game?" he offered with a warm smile. He seemed nearly as glad to participate as the girls, but far more in control of his excitement.

"Yea yea yea!" Stunk chanted wide-eyed. Mitt elbowed her in the side so she could get herself back in check.

"Uhhh I mean yea. Should be cool… or whatever," she added, thinking of whatever she remembered their more sarcastic Mitt saying a lot.

"So do you got like a favorite alley or somethin' or should we just do it behind a dumpster?" Mitt asked. "Cuz if you're a glass-ass about it, my mom's at my apartment so we can't use my room…"

"I was actually thinking of going to a hotel room. Or maybe my place if you three don't mind a bit of a walk."

"...yea, that'll work too," Mitt backpedaled once she caught up with the idea. "Either's fine."

Stunk leaned in and whispered. "Shit. Do we need like, a suit or something to get into a hotel?"

"Just play it cool," Tonda hissed back. "Sooo yea! House's fine. Lead the way and we can do the sex."

The short street girls tailed behind him as he led them to his place. It was a smallish house outside the goblin ghetto where the girls lived, but to them it may as well have been a mansion. They nudged at each other, wide-eyed as they followed their man inside. He went right to the bedroom and sat on the bed, patting the mattress invitingly. Tonda took the lead as usual, but she clearly scrambled and struggled to climb up the bedside. It wasn't until their host reached down and caught her by the back of her jacket and hoisted her up that she was able to actually get up there with him.

"Ee! Oh, thanks, dude."

Tonda blinked as she felt a breeze going over her belly. She glanced down to see her shirt rode up on her body, leaving the lower half of her boobs hanging out. She squeaked again and tugged it back down to cover up her underboob.

"Ey! Sorry, stilts!" she blurted out. The redhead goblin's eyes darted as Mitt helped boost Stunk onto the bed.

"Don't mention it. And you can call me Paul."

"Yea? Why's that?"

"Well if we're going to be fucking, I thought it'd be fair to share that much."

"Oh. Yea, I guess. Uh… Tonda. Then that's my girls Mitt and Stunk. So uh… dealer's choice on this one!" Tonda laughed awkwardly, her cheeks flushing the darker, bluish green to let the human take the lead.

While the other goblin girls waited nearby with eager patience, Paul ran a hand through Tonda's hair. Any pretended confidence vanished as her beady eyes went wide and she went as stiff as a board. Her ears perked up and spread out wide as the stroke brushed along one of them, Goblin ears were always sensitive but having somebody else touching them felt completely different from her own casual "dazzing" in the privacy of her own room.

"You alright?" Paul asked carefully as he caught her staring eye.

"Uhhh huh," she moaned listlessly. "Don't let up on the ears now."

Paul smiled to see her instantly enjoying the attention. He leaned in and kissed her on the mouth, where her lips tightened up quickly. She mewled and rubbed her face back against Paul's, giving off mixed signals as she leaned into it while stiffening up.

"Mouth open," Mitt whispered after a moment, letting her broad and alert ears pick up what the human spoonear couldn't.

Tonda let her mouth drop open, and the taste of the human's intruding, moaning tongue tasted amazing. His thick and powerful appendage met her slim and eelish one, swapping their saliva as they made out hungrily. One of Tonda's leg started to kick spastically as she quickly found herself becoming hooked on the taste of man, drooling down her chin carelessly.

Paul ran his hands down her body, squeezing her round and squishy green breasts beneath her shirt. She shrugged off her jacket without thinking twice about her favorite garment, glad to get rid of anything between her and his touches. She moaned needily and rocked on her hips, and even the light rub of her own chubby thighs against the edges of her pussy wound her up. Paul reached down to lift her shirt up when he noticed the wet patch on her crotch. She had gotten so excited so quickly that the sludgy juices of her pussy had soaked through her panties and shorts alike.

Raising his eyebrows with suddenly increased interest, Paul turned to look at the other girls. Stunk was biting her pouty bottom lip, eyes and ears spread wide with intense focus on the scene in front of her. Mitt was slightly more in control but the taller goblin girl's fingers fidgeted while her nimble toes curled and uncurled steadily to make herself sit still.

"Did you girls want to join in?" he offered.

"SCRUM YES!" Stunk yelped out.

The bubbly bandana'd goblin threw off her crop top, letting her melon-sized breasts briefly drag up before flopping back down. She scrambled over on all fours with surprising speed for such a chubby little thing before literally tripping over herself. Her hanging, swinging breasts got in the way of one of her arms and she went falling flat on her face before hastily recovering. She got back to her feet and grabbed Paul to plant a heated kiss on his lips, throwing her arms around his neck while she stood just to be at his sitting height. The ditzy goblin was nearly as clumsy at kissing Tonda, but in her own unique way. She kept her mouth almost completely open, letting her tongue hang out like a hungry dog to rub over his lips.

Mitt watched Stunk rush ahead of her, but she wasn't far behind. Paul had one hand groping Tonda's breast before he ran down her smooth belly, rubbing inside her shorts. The informal gang's leader's big mouth was now busy purring mindlessly as she clutched his arm, but only to keep it in place rather than stop him in the slightest.

Mitt reached the center of the interspecies orgy, bumping her shoulder into Stunk's to nudge her aside. The side by side goblins' breasts pressed their edges together, squashing them to look even bigger as the taller goblin leaned into her own kiss. She shut her eyes and sighed, but Paul was surprised to find her actually knowing what she was doing. She pressed her thin lips to his, moaning mouth to mouth before slowly parting them to slip her slick tongue in between his lips. Even Paul moaned back as he pulled her closer by her middle back, pressing her hard nipples into his chest.

Stunk watched wide-eyed. "Wows. How'd you get so good at that humie stuff?"

"Lotta practice," Mitt dismissed as she finally pulled back enough to breathe.

She didn't want to admit that the practice had involved a lot of movies and a pillow.

"Well lemme try!"

Stunk and Mitt both squeezed in together, kissing and licking at Paul's mouth. It was strangely adorable despite the lusty, sloppy triple-kiss the goblins kept insisting on, each brush of his mouth coming back with a different combination of their saliva.

Tonda was teased to her limits as she finished wriggling out of her shorts. She wanted to give the human full access to her greenslice, which was leaking and caked with her running, oily juices. His fingers had no trouble probing her with her tight but stretching insides and thick lubricant, helping him bump up against her fattened clit.

"I need that chiefmaker," she suddenly moaned.

Tonda leaned forward, trying to keep her hips in place for him as she grabbed at Paul's pants. She hastily undid them with her clever fingers, even if it took her multiple tries. She finally yanked his dick from his pants and her jaw dropped for a moment. He was on the big side for a human (which was to say massive for a goblin), which she had sort of expected from their pornographic research.

It was the smell that hit her hardest. Most goblins were social but submissive creatures, and whatever the reason, they loved the smell of humans. When Paul's sweaty, horny musk his her pointed nose her jaw dropped and it felt like her brain melted.

"Sweet and sour burger, man!" she gasped.

Paul chuckled briefly but Mitt and Stunk were slowing down in their embrace as well. They moaned out their breaths that they took in by sniffing deeply, taking deeper and more sensuals sucks of his lip. Tonda's head moved instinctively, stuffing his cock into her mouth like a cat that saw her one shot at a prize catch. She couldn't fit it all in at once but she moaned loudly, her hungry slobber running down his hardon. Her pussy shifted and adjusted to barely keep his fingers inside her, but she was glad to feel him change his grip to reward her efforts. Her head bobbed as Paul reached around behind her, rubbing her warm sludge over her round ass before fingering the bent-over goblin from behind. Tonda moaned shamelessly loud as the new angle provided fresh and somehow better arousal than she'd felt before.

"'Ey! Don't hog all the rammer for yourself," Mitt blurted.

She pulled away from the kiss to head for Paul's cock as well, but it was an awkward assembly of climbing over the others' bodies to get there.

"Yea, boss! Gimme that gimmy!" Stunk joined in.

She planted another quick kiss on Paul's lips before joining the race for his dick, bumping and cutting off Mitt back and forth.

"Heyyy hey now," Paul urged as he took the two girls around the middle.

He freed up one once they were held back for a moment, lifting up Tonda's chin. She slurped as she unsheathed his dick from her mouth and looked up at him. Fresh drool trickled down her lips and had completely coated his shaft.

"If all three of you want it, there should be enough to go around. Just follow my lead, alright?"

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"AhhhHHH~!" Mitt sighed in a quivering voice. "That's the good shit, pinky…"

"How're humans so smart?" Stunk moaned as she bobbed up and down, grinding on Paul's lap. "You're like a scientist or somethin'."

Tonda mumbled something but it was hard with her mouth so full.

"I just… mmf… figured out how to have a foursome," Paul assured them.

Even he had to admit the idea was a little strange but it was working wonders for him too. He had Mitt riding on the tip of his dick, with him sitting with his back braced against the wall. The excessively tight goblin girl was also as rubbery and stretchy as her kind tended to be, letting him fit deep into her while still feeling the green grip of her trashsnatch. He got almost halfway into her before it seemed to fill her up, making her belly bulge as she pumped up and down on it. Her stubby legs braced on his thighs to keep bouncing up and down.

On the lower half, Stunk was staring vacantly at his face as she ground her slit over the shaft of his dick. Her fat wet pussy slapped against his stomach as it rode over his rod, grinding just inside her slit. It seemed to part and open welcomingly and Paul would shiver when her swollen but still soft clit ground against him for a unique texture. Her pussy drooled at least as much as any of their mouths, letting her shift back and forth smoothly while her huge tits slapped audibly against his chest over and over. Soon she had her head resting on his chest, panting heavily until she'd give a short, sharp squeak and gush a sludgy, thick orgasm over his cock just to keep going in a mindless heat-like state.

Tonda had lost some hasty game of what looked like an alien version of rock-paper-scissors, but she seemed just as content as the rest. While the girls rode on Paul's dick, he had settled into sitting on her face. His balls ground over her nose and into her mouth, letting her suck hungrily on them like she was expecting to suck the cum right through them. Her addiction to human musk was clear, and with Mitt and Stunk as tightly mounted as they were, Paul had his hands free to help her out. One hand went back to lightly finger her, teasingly milking more and more quivering orgasms out of her to make her vibrate against his sac. The other lightly caressed her pointed ears, which were extended and stiff the whole time. It was tough to tell, but from her moaning and mewling around her mouthful of nuts, he thought the ears might have been as effective as touching her clit.

"Uhhh boy. Ah ticks… fuckin' gonna break my greenbean!" Mitt ranted behind Stunk.

She was facing away from the others as Paul plowed her from behind, pushing into her clit and belly with each push. The spotty, blue-haired goblin's eyes rolled as Paul's cum-soaked hand reached around periodically to grope at her breasts, particularly smearing it over her breasts. The unmistakable scent of goblin cum (honey and pickles was the most common comparison) was practically bullying her nose into making her cum as well. She humped hard enough to swallow up another half inch of Paul's cock, smacking her juicy butt into Stunk's behind her. The pink-haired goblin's braid brushed against her back, and the ass to ass spanking made her ditzy friend squeal again. She could feel the fresh mess of goblin sludge gush out of her and the warm gunk tease her ass and pussy.

"FFFFLAMIN' HOT CHIPPERS!" Mitt cried out as her toes curled, clutching at Paul's legs to brace herself.

The tallest goblin finally cracked, her body wanting it to keep going but unable to resist the sheer amount of pleasure. She squatted back and braced herself as she gushed a bucketload of goblin cum, washing over his shaft as she moaned and shuddered. Paul's cock swelled inside her, giving a few subtle nudges at her clit to egg on her messy orgasm. She moaned and slumped forward, but her weak and lightweight body couldn't fully drop with his hardon still pumping inside her.

"Oh god… I'm gonna cum," Paul moaned.

The trio's own attentions, however unwittingly, had him ready to burst as well. This immediately got all three of them to tense up, and even Tonda smacked at his ass for attention. He barely had to sit up for her to wriggle out in a hurry.

"Gimme!" she blurted as Stunk clumsily tried to climb off his middle shaft as well.

Not sure what else to do, Paul tried to pull out of Mitt. Her freshly orgasmed pussy was still gripping possesively around his cock, almost sucking it dry on the way out. The taller goblin shuddered excessively as he teased her pussy all the way out before finally popping out of the wet pressure.

It was just the touch he needed to finish and the girls were all too eager for it. He came across Mitt's bubble butt while Stunk pulled back enough for it to squirt across her tits. Tonda leaned in herself with her mouth wide open, letting the shared spray of cum coat her face along with her friends. Paul felt lucky for how hard he'd cum, leaving him with enough spurting semen to splatter all three goblins' slick green skin with a coat of white cream.

Between the mess and their own orgasm, the girls sighed deeply with absurdly content looks on their faces. They looked ready to pass out if they weren't so busy huffing themselves silly on the smell of sex. Tonda and Stunk licked the cum off themselves with a strong but lazy hunger while Mitt wiped it from her lower back to lap it off her fingers.

"Fuck, that's good white potion," Stunk sighed. "Never thought it woulda tasted so good."

"Stunk! Don't let 'em know we're virgins!" Tonda snapped.

"I assumed as much. It kind of showed," Paul said with his own weary smile. "Is it really that good though?"

Mitt's eyes widened as she nodded. "You kiddin'? Even shitty humie jizz's great. It sells real good in the right circles. Decent snack if ya store it right, or for perfumes and cookin'. There's some store bought stuff but it's never as good as fresh, apparently."

Tonda's eyes lit up as she looked at Paul.

"Hey, good point! You a dealy yet?"

"A what?"

"Are you milkin'? You anybody's cow?"

"Can we buy your cum!?" Stunk summed up more succinctly.

Paul thought about it, but not for very long. "I… guess. I'll even get it to you extra cheap if you three help milk it out of me."

"DEAL!" the three blurted out eagerly.

Paul smiled and shook his head, glad to have the three dopey shortstacks dying to drain the cum out of him. He slumped back and started to relax when the trio pounced on his lap.

"In fact, we're startin' right away! Great to have ya in on the business, partner!" Tonda declared.

Her girls both tried to go to gulp down his cock, just to bonk their heads together on the way in. It was clear they had a lot of work to do.