The Elf Who Dreams of Sex with an Orc Remains Frustrated Tomorrow (3)
"Haum♡"
"Ugh...!"
Orca's mouth and tongue closed around the head of my cock, flooding me with the intense sensation of her warmth and the slick wetness of her saliva. My hands shot out in a flustered attempt to stop her, but she caught them with casual ease and held them fast.
The top student of the swordsmanship department had a grip I couldn't hope to break. I was a guy who wouldn't even have made it into Grabeda Academy's swordsmanship track — there was no way I was overpowering her. And that brought back something she'd mentioned before: that for all her half-orc heritage, her physical ability leaned more toward the orc side than the elf.
She might look like a pretty elf on the outside, but she'd inherited the monstrous strength of an orc. If Orca ever decided in earnest to pin me down and take me by force, with my hands bound and magic out of reach, I'd have no choice but to simply take it.
"W-wait a sec— ngh!?"
"Chuuup, haum♡ haubvup♡"
She hadn't even properly started the blowjob yet — just sucking and working the head of my cock around inside her mouth. But the way her tongue hunted over the glans was dizzying. Even her tongue seemed to share that physical power; it stirred through her mouth with enough force to shove my cock this way and that. Being worked over so relentlessly inside her mouth made my cock so happy it sapped the strength right out of my body.
"Pwahh.... Be a good boy and stay still, Cali♡ Your cock's been hard this whole time, so it must have hurt, right? I'll make it feel all better."
"Ugh...."
I could have asked her to stop right then. But after the stimulation she'd just given me, my head was full of how much I didn't want her to stop — how much I wanted more. We'd already started, so was it really so bad if we went as far as a finish in her mouth?
The thought that she might have been counting on exactly that sent a little chill down my spine. But it also felt like confidence — like she was sure she could make me feel that good — and my cock only responded harder for it.
"Please... do it...."
"Hehe, yes!"
I was the one receiving the service, so why was Orca the one looking so thrilled? She adjusted her position, opened her mouth as wide as it would go, and began taking my cock in.
Mine was honestly on the large side, so swallowing it with her mouth shouldn't have been easy. But Orca managed it better than I'd expected, gradually working her face forward until she was pushing me all the way into her throat.
She's deepthroating me on the first try?
She was probably just copying a blowjob she'd seen in a manga. No — the fact that she'd gotten it in at all was the more impressive part. The sensation of my cock punching straight through from her mouth into her throat, bending as it went in a way that felt like it was being wrung out, was so good my whole body trembled.
"Keh, keh♡"
Orca looked like she wanted to say something, but my cock filled her so completely that no voice came out. Then she started moving her mouth, sucking me down in long, greedy pulls — and in that moment a sharp, searing jolt raced up the shaft of my cock.
"Ah!?"
"Tzvup! Tzvup!"
At first I didn't know what it was. Then my mind snapped clear and I realized — it was her fangs. She wasn't raking them into me on purpose, and they weren't that sharp, so it wasn't truly painful. But every time those suddenly prominent fangs scraped along my cock, the burning, ticklish sensation left me feeling strange.
And yet that only amplified the pleasure. I was happily receiving the blowjob without a second thought — until the sensitivity and the pleasure kept climbing higher and higher, and the wrongness of it finally made me dig through my memories.
Then it hit me: orc fangs carried a mild aphrodisiac effect. Weak as it was, the warning had been clear — never kiss an orc you didn't know.
"Hngh...?"
By the time I realized I was making weird noises, it was already too late. Her fangs had scraped over my entire cock until the sensitivity was pushed to its absolute limit. And because of that same searing scrape, I couldn't actually come.
Chwaaap! Chwaaap!
Whether from the aphrodisiac or not, my cock had swollen larger than I'd ever experienced, stretching Orca's mouth to its limit as it filled her. She could barely breathe, and yet her expression was pure bliss as she sucked me down. Being throat-fucked this deep, having her uvula battered and her throat thoroughly violated, should have been agony — but just watching pleasure flood my face was enough to make her happy. I could feel it.
You're the bad one here...!
The pleasure kept climbing and still I couldn't come, until my mind started going white. In the end I couldn't hold back anymore — I snapped, grabbed her bangs on both sides with both hands, and yanked with everything I had.
But Orca took the rough treatment without resistance, as if she'd left her hair free for exactly that purpose. The sensation of driving my cock all the way to the end of her throat sent pleasure surging through me so hard my legs convulsed.
"Huff, huff...!"
"Ooph♡ uuuup♡ hnvup♡"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Once the reins were off, I showed her no mercy. The faster I pulled her head and pistoned into her, the more her expression twisted with pain — but I forgot all of that, thinking only of breaking past the state her fangs had locked me in, using her mouth like a fleshlight for the sole purpose of coming.
"Hu, huu.... Hup...!"
"Nghb!?"
And around the time a single tear finally slipped from Orca's eye, the orgasm finally crashed over me. I drove my cock as deep into her throat as it would go and poured everything out right there.
Blurt! Blurrrrt! Blurrrt!
A massive volume of cum — as if I'd come several times in a row — forced its way down her throat, and the rebound of the overflow slowly pushed my cock back out.
"Pwaah...!"
My cock, flushed an angry red, slipped free of her mouth, and the thick ropes of saliva clinging to it painted patterns in the air like mana. Cum I hadn't fully spent surged out and splattered across Orca's face. I barely rode out the intensity of a climax that nearly cost me my sanity, then collapsed onto the floor.
"Uegh.... Ueeegh...!"
"Orca, are you okay?"
"Heeh♡ heeh...♡ I'm fine...."
She'd tried to swallow as much of the backflowing cum as she could, but there was simply too much — some of it she had no choice but to cough up. Cum and saliva dribbled from her mouth as she smiled.
That last part had clearly hurt her quite a bit. So what was with that expression, like she was fine as long as I'd been satisfied? Was she a saint?
"Sorry. I really thought I was going to die if I didn't come right then. It hurt, didn't it?"
"Ehehe, it's fine. You can do it again whenever you want."
"But I came so hard that getting it up again is going to be tough. It felt like I'd been saving it up and dumped it all at once...."
"Hmm, so you feel super refreshed, then?"
"Yeah...?"
It was as if her own happiness didn't matter at all. As long as I looked happy, that alone was enough for her. Seeing that surprised me enough that I was the one making the offer.
"...I'll figure out how to get my cock going again. Let's do it properly. You should get to feel good too."
"No. Cali, I wasn't actually planning to go all the way to sex right now."
"Huh?"
"More precisely — I wanted to. That's exactly why I decided not to."
Was she speaking a different language right now? She wasn't messing with me in Orcish or Elvish, was she? It sounded like the common tongue, but I couldn't make sense of a word.
"Everything I've worked for swinging a sword all this time was so I could stand at Sir Siu's side and protect him — even though he's not here right now. But that goal suddenly got way too close, you know?"
"...Yeah?"
"I'm the kind of person who has no patience for this stuff, and I can't keep grinding at something for a long time. If I take everything from you already, Cali, I think Future Me would just give up on becoming a knight."
She didn't want to become nothing more than a fragile girl. She wanted to be a happy woman who received love from the person she loved — and at the same time, the knight who protected him. She said she wanted to receive that like a reward, later, when she made her knight's oath.
...Is that how this works?
Wasn't I the one taking her virginity? Was the normal way to put that not "I punch through it with my cock"? I was thinking along those lines when it properly hit me: in this world, if a man slept with a woman, he was generally expected to take responsibility for her for life. Technically that applied once she got pregnant, but morally, even sex alone came with that weight. That was the condition under which the polygamy system was maintained.
So for a man to take a woman's virginity — not just sleep with her, but take her first time — was like a gift of responsibility. A vow that he was welcoming her into his life. Once I thought it through that far, I roughly understood what Orca was trying to say.
She didn't want to be taken responsibility for by someone who couldn't even protect her yet. She was afraid she'd grow lazy if she did.
"...Alright. Then when you make your knight's oath, I'll take your virginity as a commemorative gift."
I didn't want to ruin her resolve with something like I've already decided to take responsibility for you anyway. And since the only real restriction was no penetration, I still had plenty of other ways to make her feel good.
"Still, thanks to you I feel amazing, so I owe you something in return. Come here."
"Huh?"
"You did me with your mouth, so I'll do you with mine."
There was a little selfishness in it, sure. But mostly I just couldn't stand that Orca had gotten all worked up and never gotten to feel good herself. I immediately took her nipple into my mouth and began gently working it with my tongue.
"Haah!? Hngh♡ nn♡ nh♡"
"Chup. Feel good?"
"W-wait a minuteee♡ hiiik♡"
Pshuu!
Suddenly milk burst from Orca's breasts, spraying across my face. I brought my mouth right back to her and suckled, nursing her through a nursing climax. She'd already been so worked up from making me feel good that just caressing her breasts and drinking her milk was enough to keep sending her over the edge, happy moans spilling from her lips.
The rich, sweet taste of milk filled my mouth, and I kept tormenting her chest as if I couldn't get enough of it.
"Hot♡ hot♡ w-wait♡ hyaaang♡ ang♡ huaah♡ huk♡ huoooooh...!"
Orca clung to me, thrashing harder than she ever had before, her whole body shuddering — and then she hit a powerful climax that sent a fountain spraying not from her chest but from between her legs. In that same moment the trickle of milk cut off cleanly, and I confirmed that the nursing was finished.
...That should have been more than enough to make her feel good.