“When… when... when you’re with your ma—lover, it swells after coitus to lock you together,” I wheeze. It’s really fucking hard to have a conversation with her fingers stroking and squeezing and petting the base of my shaft like this.
“Wow, it’s pretty swollen now.”
“Yeah… yeah, it is.”Under-fucking-statement.
“So when you’re inside your… lover… it gets even bigger.”
“I believe so.”
Her eyes widen, her fingers still. “Believe so? Have you never done it?”
“I’ve—er, yeah, had relationships, but never one that… involved knotting.”
But by all the gods, I want to knot Clem right now. “I guess it’s never been the right moment, or the right person…” I want to say the words, “Until now,” but that is crazy after knowing Clem for such a short space of time. “Don’t ask me to knot you, Clem, I—I can’t risk hurting you.”
She looks thoughtful now, appraising, nibbling on her full lower lip. “But you can still come, even without knotting… right?”
“Yeah,” I gasp, almost going boss-eyed as I try to restrain myself.
“That’s good,” she husks.
She gifts me a wicked smile, then slowly, agonizingly, she works her fingers back up to my swollen tip, which obligingly fountains another stream of pre-cum. I groan in ecstasy.
And then she bends her head, slides her way down my body, opens her pretty mouth wide, and takes my poor beleaguered cock head into her mouth like it’s the best lollipop in the world.
Her tongue gets to work, sucking, licking, teasing.
I jerk, almost coming at the feel of her soft mouth gently pumping around my tip. I squeeze my eyes shut; I can’t fucking look. It’s the horniest thing I’ve ever seen, and I’ll shoot my load too fast if I keep watching her lips working on me.
But shutting off the image means I feel it all. In glorious technicolor.
The soft, wet lapping of her tongue as she rolls my cock head in her mouth, the pleasure sending tingles to every nerve cell in my big orc body. The way she gently pumps my knot with her fingers as she works me with her tongue, while her other hand cups my balls, which are drawn so tight and hard and fucking full, I’m worried I might drown her if I come in her mouth.
It's clearly too late for rational thought as the tide of my orgasm starts to build. And build.
I’m grunting and thrusting now, my body taking on a frantic rhythm of its own, my hips canting wildly as she mouth fucks me, and I buck like a rodeo bull. She’s sure not going to let me buck her off, I realize, not before she’s won.
And win, she will, any second now… Ah gods!!! Goddddddds…
My balls draw tight as her mouth speeds up, her fingers working frenziedly up and down the huge girth of my cock. Every synapse in my body shoots sparks and suddenly a great fucking whoosh of pleasure travels from the top of my scalp to my toes as my cock explodes in her mouth.
She makes little mewls of pleasure in between gulping sounds and all I can do is shout the roof down.
“Fuck yeah! Holy gods, fuck, Clem, fuck. FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!”
The words keep spouting along with my cum. I’m loud. Real loud—in true orc fashion. Some small corner of my brain hopes that no-one is wandering past the sheriff’s house right now to hear this.
As I float off the high, she’s still lapping and sipping, her tongue licking around my twitching cock as she finishes off every last drop, then with that cute as fuck little hum she makes, she wriggles back up my limp body, and her huge green eyes are inches from my face.
I reach out a hand and wipe the rest of my cum off her glistening lips.
“I think you needed that.” She smiles, smacking her pretty lips together.
I’m speechless. Opening my mouth, all that comes out is a husky croak.
And then I bring her head down and, just as she did to me earlier, I kiss her, long and sweet and passionately, scenting my cum all over her.
Claiming her.
