Chapter 18

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

BILLIE

I came so hard my vision was spinning. Steve's textured tongue and unbridled enthusiasm took me from zero to one hundred in no time. I was panting as I recovered. My legs flopped open, and I was unable to stay up anymore. I was still on my elbows, and I peered down at Steve.

"Was that okay?" he asked, concerned.

I took a deep breath. "That was more than okay. That was amazing. I think I might need some water before we continue."

Steve opened the basket of food and pulled out a flask of water. He handed it to me, and I took a deep swig. He also took a drink before setting it aside.

"Continue?" he asked, sounding almost embarrassed.

I looked to see the front of Steve's pants wet. He'd come just from making me come. Oh, that was fucking hot. I wanted to lick him clean.

"Pants off, Steve," I directed.

"But I've already?—"

"Yes, and I want to lick you clean," I responded. "We aren't wasting a drop of your delicious cum." Not only did I love blow jobs, but the fact that orkin cum tasted better than human cum? Oh lord, help Steve.

Steve looked surprised but fumbled with the laces at the top of his pants. He seemed nervous. I got up on my knees and scooted over to him to help. I kissed him as I undid his pants, finding my taste on his lips surprisingly erotic. He kissed me back tenderly, pushing my lips apart with his tongue. We slowly moved from a tender kiss to devouring each other greedily as I pulled the laces of his pants apart and shoved them down. They'd been loosened before, but this was the first time I saw everything fully displayed. His cock, balls, and thighs were covered in cum.

"Lie back and take these all the way off," I instructed.

He did, and finally, we were both totally naked. In a berry patch. Just outside of the village. And I could not bring myself to care.

He lay back propped up on his elbows to watch what I was going to do. I knelt next to him and admired his soft cock. I wondered if I could get it hard again with my tongue.

I licked down his happy trail before tonguing him everywhere. His cum was sweet, and I was already addicted. I traced my tongue down each thigh, savoring the twitches and groans it was earning me. His balls were far too large for me to fit in my mouth, so I explored each of them with my tongue. I was pleasantly surprised to see his cock already starting to swell. I licked it clean, from root to tip, watching it grow with every pass of my mouth. The braided ridges became more pronounced, and the knot at the base bulged out as I continued to savor his cum. I knew most guys needed a bit of time between orgasms, but this seemed surprisingly quick.

By the time I had licked up every last drop, Steve's cock was hard and bobbing in front of me, the tip poking out of his foreskin and starting to leak. I marveled at the swirled, ridged patterns that ran along it and wrapped around his fist-sized knot. My core clenched at the idea of trying to take him.

But I hesitated. I could give him another blow job, but I really, really wanted to fuck him. We were supposed to be taking this slow, yet here we were with both of us very clearly ready for more. I wanted anything to climb on his lap and see if I could take his ginormous orkin cock. And I wanted to see his face in wonder when he realized that as great as blow jobs were, sex was even better. I gave him one last lick from root to tip before sitting up.

"Do you want to stop?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral. I didn't want to pressure him anything.

"Do you want to stop?" He asked, clearly in pain at the mere idea of stopping here.

"No," I said, not letting him finish his question. God, I was eager.

"Neither do I," he said, looking up and down my naked body. He reached out and brushed a thumb over one of my peaked nipples, causing a shudder to ripple down my spine.

"Well, usually, if this were another guy, I would have a conversation about STIs and protection, but orkin don't seem to have any STIs, and I am drinking the birth control tea you have here. So that's covered."

"What?" he said quietly, still toying with my nipple.

He hadn't heard a word I said.

"Steve." I snapped my fingers in front of his face.

He looked up, shocked. "Sorry. Your breasts are just so…mesmerizing," he said, stroking my peaked nipple.

"How would you feel if they were bouncing up and down in front of you while I rode your cock?" I asked.

"Is that an option?" His voice went up an octave.

"Yes, that is very much an option." I bit my lower lip, thinking of everything Steve would find completely overwhelming. I relished in being the one to show him all the options

I swung one leg over his waist so I was straddling him, his cocked trapped between us. I felt a twinge of nerves. He was large, larger than anyone I'd ever been with. And I still didn't really know what to make of the knot. Piper didn't seem to have complaints about it. Or about Agnarr's size, so. I slid my wet folds up and down his cock without taking him in. He felt good. Really good. I adjusted my movements so I could watch his reactions. Between the enthusiastic oral he'd performed and the fact that I was already wet and ready to go again, it didn't take long for me to feel like I was on a Slip 'N Slide—a braided textured Slip 'N Slide.

Steve groaned and puffed out a breath. "Is this—are we having sex?"

It took all my might not to laugh. "No, Steve, I was just making sure I was wet enough to take you. You are quite large."

"But that felt so good," he said, surprised.

"Well, yes, that does feel good. But I promise sex will feel better." I leaned in and kissed him deeply. "Imagine thrusting your cock in and out of me, rubbing all your amazing ridges into me. I am dripping just thinking about it. And you're forgetting my only experience thus far has been with human cocks. They don't come this large, and they don't come with the extra bells and whistles." I gasped as I felt his ridges run up and down me.

Steve's jaw hung open in shock, brows raised. He looked like I had just simultaneously given him all of Santa's Christmas presents. For a second, I worried he might pass out.

Finally, he asked, "Bells and whistles?" faintly.

"Some of this may be new for you, but a lot of it is new for me, too. Human cocks don't have ridges or swirls or a… knot? That's what it is called, right?" I asked.

"Yes, it is called a knot. It will lock us together, trapping my cum inside, making it more likely for …" he trailed off.

"More likely for me to get pregnant. I get it, but as I explained while you were staring at my tits, I am on birth control. So you can fill me with every ounce of cum that you want, and I still won't get pregnant." Even though I had no desire to get pregnant, the idea of him stuffing me full of his cum made me giddy with pleasure. I wanted all of it. Gallons of cum. In the past, I'd had partners with condoms or partners that came on my stomach or back—but this was going to be my first time having someone come inside me.

The look Steve gave me was almost feral. I lifted myself up on my knees and grabbed his cock between us. It was sticky and so warm. I slid the head of his cock up and down my slit, enjoying the surprised look on his face.

"Are you ready?" I breathed, notching his large head at my entrance.

Silent, vigorous nodding. Was I ready?

I slowly started to sink down on him. I gasped as his cock breached me. There was far more pressure than I expected, and he was already stretching me. I placed my hands on his shoulders and continued to press down further, determined to swallow him up. I took a deep, shuddering breath as I felt him slide further in. He looked down at where we were joined and then up at me in shock. I stroked his face and kissed him.

"Is this good?" I asked.

"I—you're so tight and wet, and you've only barely taken part of me. I can't imagine it getting any better. What if I don't fit?" He looked panicked.

I could feel his taut muscles beneath me, trying to hold back from thrusting up.

"We will fit, I promise. Women's bodies are miraculous things." And just as I stopped thinking about the stretch and pinch, I slid down further. "Kiss me, pinch my nipples. It will help me loosen."

Steve didn't need further encouragement. He dove down and sucked onto one of my nipples like a starving man. He laved and sucked at one until he came off with a pop and switched over to the other. I fisted my fingers in his hair to pull him closer to me while he aggressively sucked each one of my breasts. I could feel ribbons of pleasure shooting out from where he had my nipple gently clamped in between his teeth. I groaned and felt myself slip further down his cock.

Steve looked down between us to see I had taken more than half of him. He felt like nothing I'd ever experienced before. My body couldn't decide if it was too much or not enough. I slowly rose and sank back down to see how it would feel. I let out a gasp. I was right about those ridges. They felt incredible dragging along my tight channel. I rose and slid back down again, this time earning a groan from Steve. I locked eyes with him as he dragged his hands all over my back and sides, stopping to pluck at my nipples, pulling me closer and closer as if he wanted to become one with me.

"Is this okay?" I asked. This was his first time, after all, I wanted to make sure he was comfortable.

"I think life-altering would be more accurate," he groaned, stroking his warm fingers up and down my spine before pulling me in for a kiss. He sucked on each of my lips before slipping his tongue inside. This was a hungry, greedy kiss.

I stopped thinking about him fitting inside me and the mechanics of everything for just a moment and kissed him just as greedily. I tangled my tongue with his before lightly biting his lower lip. He wrapped his arms around me tighter as if trying to consume me. He delved his tongue into my mouth, and I whimpered at the onslaught of sensation. For someone who had only been kissing for two days, Steve was amazing at it. I lost myself in his kiss, and then I felt myself sink further and further, until our thighs finally met. I was completely seated on his lap and had taken almost his entire cock, still sitting just above his knot. But I was determined. I had never felt stuffed so full in my life. I felt every ridge, braid, and vein that spread across his cock. I let out a whimper.

"Is it too much?" Steve asked, stroking my cheek. I could tell by his tense thighs that he wanted to thrust upwards but was waiting for my response.

I breathed through my nose. "Not too much, just let me control the pace for a bit?"

"Of course," he said eagerly.

I pulled myself up on my knees, him sliding almost entirely out of me before I sank back down. Oh, that felt incredible. I repeated the motion again, keeping my eyes on Steve. His gaze went from astonished to dreamy with lust as I set the pace: slow but measured, sliding him almost all the way out, then sinking back down on him. As I grew wetter and was able to accommodate him more easily, I picked the pace up, rising up and then slamming back down on him. I was hot and slick. Steve's hands and lips were everywhere as I raised and lowered myself. It was as if he couldn't get enough of me. He settled on digging his fingers deeply into my hips and panting into my ear as he kissed and nibbled my lobe. Sweat formed at my temples, and my thighs burned, but he felt so good that I didn't care. I ratcheted up my pace, causing a squelching slurping noise every time he slid in and out of me. Pleasure pooled in my core as he filled me again and again.

"Billie," he panted.

"Hmm?" was all I could manage.

"Let me take over?"

It was as if he could tell I was out of practice and needed to swap.

"Yes, please. Where do you want me?"

"On your back, spread your legs," he ground out.

I cocked a brow at him, surprised at his tone.

"I mean, only if you are okay with it," he added meekly.

Oooh boy, I could not wait to meet unrestrained Steve.

"I am more than okay with it. I happen to love it." I kissed him and moved off his lap before spreading out on the blanket.

Steve crawled over me, sliding in between my legs. He grabbed his glistening cock and slid it up and down my slit, grinning.

"Oh, did you like it when I did that?" I asked

"Mmm," was all he responded before he notched himself at my channel and thrust into me with teeth-chattering force. He placed his elbows on either side of my head before licking up the side of my sweaty neck. "I loved it."

Steve then buried his face in my neck and started to thrust, slow and even. He felt different at this angle. Good different. I felt as if I might be ready to take his knot. I wrapped my legs around his hips and met him, thrust for thrust until he was pistoning in and out of me, and I let my legs fall open, admiring him as he thrust into me. And then there it was, a small feeling of pressure and then a retreat. I locked my legs around him, encouraging him to thrust further. He steadily thrust in and out of me, delving deeper with each thrust. And then I felt it—a pop. He'd knotted me and slid all the way in. Steve let out a garbled cry, and I felt my eyes beginning to well up—not because it hurt, but because it felt so good.

"Hey, hey, is this too much?" Steve looked concerned, knot buried deep inside me.

I sighed in the exquisite pleasure the knot was providing, "This is amazing."

He kissed me gently and then continued to thrust, slowing his pace, now with his knot popping in and out each time. I felt as if he was reaching the very end of me every time he thrust. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. Everything was lighting me on fire. The feel of my sweaty boobs sticking to his chest, the smell of him musky and citrusy, and all Steve. The feel of his ass clenching underneath my legs. With every thrust of his hips, I felt myself coiling up when, suddenly, he changed the pace. He was no longer pistoning into me, but rutting into me with such force that I could feel his balls slap against my ass. I whimpered under him, threatening to combust from the sensations. His breathing quickened on the nape of my neck as we were both were panting from the pleasure and exertion of it all.

"Oh, fuck, Steve," I panted.

"Billie. You feel so damn good. You're so tight. I have no idea how this is working."

He hammered in and out of me, each time his knot dragging along my sensitive flesh, causing stars to burst before my eyes. My toes curled, and I arched my back into him, meeting him with every thrust as we moved together.

"Steve, I'm gonna—" but I couldn't even finish the thought. He gave two more powerful thrusts, and I felt him spurt hot cum all along my walls. I hung on, panting as I felt myself clamp down on him, emptying himself into me. I tossed my head back, letting out a ragged groan as he pressed into me one last time before collapsing. My arms and legs went limp at the sheer force of my orgasm, and I lay there, breathing heavily, with Steve atop me.