Beth fell on the pillows and let out a loud moan. His tongue dipped inside her, and she felt it long and thick, prodding at her walls, curling toward the front. She focused on breathing evenly, afraid that she might start hyperventilating from the sheer lust he was filling her with. She’d had no idea someone could do something like that with his tongue alone. And then he pulled out and licked her until she was clean. He moved to her clit, giving it quick, teasing flicks, until she was trembling under him, her hand combing through his dark hair, undoing the knot that kept it high up on his skull.
“Please... I’m so close... So close...”
She felt him grin against her. Those dangerous tusks grazed her now and then, heightening the experience. He circled her clit with his tongue, pressing harder and harder, moving faster. She arched her back and came within seconds, the orgasm making her squeeze her eyes shut and pull at his hair. He didn’t stop, and she became so sensitive that she couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed him by the shoulders and tried to pull him up.
“Come here... come...” She panted, feeling dizzy, but not yet done. “Come inside me.”
He climbed on top of her. They were both still dressed, and Uthar decided to fix the problem his way. He pulled at her dress so harshly that the fabric exploded over her big, round breasts, revealing her lace bra. He pulled at that, too, and in seconds, her clothes were on the floor, ripped to shreds.
He didn’t show any consideration for his own clothes, either. Beth watched in awe as he revealed his body to her – strong, wide chest that was covered in scars, thighs as thick as tree trunks, and what he carried between them... It was the first time she was seeing him naked. They’d slept in the same bed, but he’d never slept without a shirt and pants, wanting to show her that he understood and respected her boundaries. Now that she saw him in all his naked glory, she thought she’d been a fool. To miss the joy of looking upon such a perfect, godly body.
And his cock... It was long, thick, and already dripping with pre-cum. Hard and dripping for her.
He descended upon her, not giving her enough time to stare. She would’ve stared forever, but he’d lost the little patience he’d had. He’d gotten a taste of her, and now he wanted more. He pushed her legs open, and she let him, even though he was a little rough. She looked into his eyes, and she saw they had darkened. When he gazed at her now, she got the distinct feeling that he was a predator, and she was his prey. She should’ve been afraid, especially when he squeezed her thigh so hard that he left red marks, but it turned her on, instead. With her pale skin, she bruised easily. But she didn’t want to ask him to slow down. She didn’t want him to treat her like she was made of glass. She wanted him to treat her like the woman that she was, the woman whose body was made for him.
He pushed inside her, hard and fast, and despite herself, it made her tear up. The look in his eyes changed, and he immediately pulled back out and placed a hand on her cheek. He caught a tear with his thumb.
“Beth... I’m sorry... I hurt you. I’ll stop.”
“N-no... Don’t stop. I don’t want you to stop. Just... maybe...”
“Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it.”
“Like this...”
She reached between them and grasped his cock. It was so thick that she couldn’t wrap her hand around it. She swallowed hard and repositioned the tip at her entrance. She wanted him inside her, even though it would hurt, even though there might be blood. She tried to relax as she teased herself with the flushed, engorged head. Her pussy throbbed and opened, and she gently started pushing her hips down to take him in, one inch at a time.
He groaned but stood still. She’d wanted to let him take the lead, but she saw now that wasn’t a smart idea. At least in the beginning, she had to show him how to handle her, so it wouldn’t all end in tears.
Half of his cock was in, and she whispered, “You can move now. Slowly.”
He complied. There was so much concentration on his face, that she felt a little bad about it. He should’ve enjoyed this, and instead, he had to worry about not splitting her in two. The intricacies of a human and an orc having sex for the first time...
Uthar pushed another inch in, then retreated slightly. When he thrust again, he sank a little deeper into her and let out a groan.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“You’re beautiful,” he said. “And fragile, and perfect... and you’re mine. You’re mine, Beth. I will never hurt you. If you want me to stop, I’ll stop.”
“No.” She hooked her arms around his neck and pulled him down. She nuzzled his neck and left a tender kiss on his pulse. “Never stop. This will get easier. Just... trust me. Like I trust you.”
“I trust you.”
He pushed in a little more, moved in and out, until finally, he was sheathed completely. Beth trembled in his arms, her eyes squeezed shut, her breathing shallow. She tried to get a hold of herself and relax around the massive cock that was stretching her to her very limits. The large head was resting against her cervix, and when he moved ever so subtly, she wasn’t sure if what she felt was pain or pleasure. She tried to let go of any fears or expectations. He was in, and that was all that mattered. He fit.
Uthar started moving a little faster, all the while studying her face for any trace of pain or tears. She opened her eyes and looked up at him with a reassuring smile. He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, and her lips, distracted her as he pulled out and pushed back in. He did it again, a little harsher, eliciting a moan from her.
“How is this?”
“It’s good,” she said. “It’s... good.”
And it was starting to feel good. Her pussy was getting used to him. To his length and his girth. He filled her so well, rubbing spots inside her that she hadn’t known existed. She was discovering a whole new slew of sensations. And the fact that he was so big, so strong, holding her and covering her completely... He kept kissing her and licking her lips, her throat... He kneaded her breasts and bent down to suck her nipples into his mouth... Soon, pleasure was coming from everywhere, warm, and liquid, and overwhelming, and it started gathering low in her belly. His cock plunged deeper and harder, and she started moving, too, wanting to meet his thrusts.
They built up a rhythm that she could keep up with. And maybe it wasn’t enough for him, since he still had to hold himself back, but it was so much for her... so much, that her pussy throbbed with need, and hear beat wildly in her chest. She was panting again, and sweat broke on her temples. She opened her legs more, and he grabbed one by the back of the knee and pushed it up, almost over her head. She wasn’t that flexible, but she was flexible enough that now he had a better angle. His cock went in so deep that she yelped, then laughed when she saw his worried expression.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore. I promise. You can... do whatever you want... Move as fast as you want.”
He smiled. “You know I can’t do that, Beth.”