A Few More Firsts

As Gemash stood up within my makeshift ritual circle, she lifted an arm and began to unbuckle a fur bracer. It took a few seconds to remove it and place it on the ground between us. Then she proceeded to remove a shoulder guard and place it between us as well.

“It looks like I’m your god now.” I observed smugly. It was actually happening. Sex was within sight and it only took being pitied or blessed or something by an eldritch god.

“I would not call you a god.” Gemash stated factually. “I merely owe my loyalty to you for a while.”

She reached around her back to remove her bra next. Her tits bulged upwards as if on display as she took a few seconds to untie the back straps. They swayed and jostled as she worked at it. Finally, the pressure released and she popped the bra up and over her head. It caught her short black hair for a moment as she removed it, drawing my eyes away from those newly released green orbs for just long enough to realize how intently I was staring at her.

“Uh, you don’t mind me looking. Do you?” I kind of phrased it like a question out of self-consciousness, but I meant it as an order just in case. I reached for my pants to readjust my growing cock out of habit.

“I do not mind you looking at anything or anyone.” She replied with a smile, spreading her legs and reaching for her boots. “But you should know better than to touch yourself before any who are not orsimer. They are not so accepting of their instincts as us.”

My right hand returned to my cock after her statement. It sounded like this might be more normal for orcs than I thought. Her tits shook below her as she slipped off her boots and began on her bits of leg armor. It was remarkable how they stood relatively firm even at this angle. I had to get a closer look and feel those tits.

“You don’t mind me touching you. Right?” I commanded, getting up and walking over to her.

“Yes, touch me however you like.” She responded, only glancing up at my approach.

I reached forward cautiously, still slightly disbelieving of everything. When I felt her breasts in my hands I overcame that last bit of hesitancy. They were soft to the touch and I marveled at the feel of them. I may have established an impossible expectation for breasts, but this was pretty good.

Her dark green breasts molded to my fingers as I squeezed. Surely they were natural, but they also projected forwards like I remembered from the game. Only now that I was squeezing and moving them like toys did I notice how they kind of defied gravity. It was both amazing and a reminder of the overall strangeness of where I was.

I just stared into her cleavage as I massaged the large green tits. I felt her nipples were hard too, from both my inept hands and the pervasive cold that I’d almost forgotten. I thought it was getting slightly colder as the sun fell further in the sky.

Realizing Gemash was now still, I looked lower to her bare abdomen and below. Her slim, muscular torso impressed me mostly in the way that I knew it took effort. Below that, I could barely see a hint of her uncovered pussy. Crouching down put it at eye level and I stared at her slightly puffy lips for a few seconds. This was the first time I had seen such a sight in person and I was ecstatic at her smooth, bare labia exposed so easily for me.

Visually inspecting it, my member twitched as I realized that all women in this world must not have any pubic hair. I’d never seen any in my modded game, but Gemash had no hint of any, just smooth skin with a slightly lighter tint of green. I already couldn’t wait to see what another eroticized world would look like. I also wanted to just get on with fucking the pussy right in front of me like I’d dreamed for years.

I stood up and took a couple steps back to see all of her as I reached for the waistband of my pants.

“Would you like to fuck?” She asked me calmly as I pulled down.

“Yeah. Who wouldn’t want to fuck you?!” I replied enthusiastically as my cock sprang free.

“I believe that should settle my debt then. Let us find a bed first though.” She gestured in the direction of the fort.

“Huh?” That made me pause with my pants and underwear around one ankle. She sounded like she wasn’t particularly opposed to me having my way with her, but not like I would have thought given she was supposed to be unaware.

She must just be unaware in a more direct way like treating my orders as normal and not realizing why. That would still fit what I’d observed. I needed a better test.

“Masturbate for a minute while hopping.” I pushed over the psychic link. It was much easier for me to say something like that in my own head where it felt private.

Sure enough, one hand reached for a tit and the other reached for her lower lips. She swiped across a nipple while jamming a finger right into her pussy. Then she began to hop up and down on the balls of her feet, not missing a beat of her sudden fingering. It was surreal when she continued talking.

“Shall we find a bed?” She asked.

This would be so fun, but now I was feeling the cold much more acutely with my dick exposed. I’d rather take this home to my own bed and a normal temperature. I just needed to set some rules to make bringing Gemash okay. For one she couldn’t exactly wander around the city or talk to anyone else safely.

“So, um, I need to tell you some stuff first.” I began as she hopped in place and tried her best to keep fingering herself. “Just assume I’m looking out for both of us and I know best.”

“Of course.” She replied, one tit bouncing free while the other jiggled in her grip.

“I’m from a different place with different rules and I want to bring you there, but you need to follow some of my rules if I do.”

I tried to keep my thoughts focused as I thought about what minimum rules would work. She had stopped hopping now, but still had a hand on her pussy.

“First, orcs don’t exist there, so as long as you’re there you have to be discrete. Ideally, only I will know you exist, but if you’re discovered then try to blend in.”

She looked a bit incredulous, but didn’t interrupt me or ask what the hell I was on.

“Second, no killing unless I allow it. Third, try not to break anything. A lot of stuff in my world probably isn’t as sturdy as you’d expect.”

Now she looked more exasperated. I’d bet my next idea might push her too far if I didn’t explicitly phrase it as an order.

“Finally, you will always be in my debt and at least okay with that. You will always try to look out for my best interests as I see them. The reasons are up to you.” I finished my impromptu speech by poking her inner thigh. I’d been aiming for her clit, but I chickened out at the last moment.

She looked at me questioningly for a few seconds.

“What dangers are there where we are going?” She asked seriously, now glancing around.

I thought about the internet and how anyone with a phone could now be an existential danger. If not for the hot orc in front of me I would have withered at the thought.

“Nothing physical, but everyone has phones. They can record and send basically anything, and I don’t know who, but there is a whole organization that wants to imprison me forever.”

It was all facts, but saying it out loud sounded crazy. Luckily, Gemash didn’t seem to doubt me at all, just standing there naked as she looked into the distance.

“Master Aster, if you want to go then we shall go.” She smiled as she refocused her eyes on mine.

I smiled back, looking up from her still exposed pussy.

“Well…” I said, theatrically gesturing to the side as I willed a portal into existence. “Let’s go.”

She stared at the blue oval in shock, not moving a muscle.

Grabbing her sides I pushed her towards the portal, spinning her so we would fall through together. She stumbled a couple steps and looked at me with surprise. Right as she hit the portal I felt gravity shifting and realized my pants and underwear were still around one ankle.

Everything went dark and my thoughts blanked for a moment before I came to again.

I was lying on top of her, face down between her breasts. If that wasn’t enough, I could feel something I’d never felt before, her thighs around my cock. I had to thrust a bit on instinct and it felt better than anything else. It was nice just to feel so much of her pressed against me.

Placing my hands at her sides, I could already tell we were on a bed. Pushing up and opening my eyes, we were back in my apartment room. Gemash’s eyes opened then, and she looked at me before turning her head to see the room. Her eyes were wide, but I could feel her breathing stay mostly steady.

“A different place.” She whispered in awe. Then she looked at me. “Fuck me.”

Those whispered words were all I needed to get over my competing desires and hold ups. I reached down to spread her legs with one hand so I could get my own between them. I crawled up her body until my erection met her pussy, then a little higher so that I was pressing into her the slightest bit with my hips elevated above hers. She laid there, lifting her hands to knead her own breasts, just waiting patiently for me to do whatever I wanted.

Slowly, I lowered myself into her. The feeling of her pussy slowly encompassing my cock was unlike anything I’d felt before. She was tight and just slightly moist. The friction was both great and limiting. I pulled back just before reaching the halfway mark, her tunnel clenching around me to slow my retreat. Pushing in again, she unclenched and welcomed me forwards.

This slow, exaggerated rhythm went on for what felt like minutes. I continued to steadily go deeper, adjusting my movements to improve my own pleasure. Meanwhile, Gemash laid below be and accepted everything I did. She tightened around me with every pull and opened for every push, growing wetter with time. She soon began to flush with exertion and arousal, squeezing and raising her tits to present them and her hard nipples to me.

Everything she was doing seemed as intentional as my own rhythm and it only further stimulated me to know she was so focused on me. After a few more minutes my cock jerked as I realized she was doing all this with only her normal abilities and stamina. I had not given her Tireless Servant, and that reinforced how dedicated she had become in such a short time. I appreciated that so much in both a sexual and intellectual way. It made me realize as I was approaching my climax within her strong pussy that I was getting as much enjoyment from her devotion as I was from her body.

Sex was definitely jumping to the top of my list of favorite activities, but that as yet undefined thing of having someone who did so much for me was right up there too. Her increasingly heavy breathing and relentless milking of my cock drove me to fuck her faster, to see if she could keep up. I could feel my cock stiffening further, seconds from release as I was now trying to hammer into her depths. Her relentless squeezing continued to match me as it all began to blend together.

I felt I was moments away and pressed against her body. Our abdomens pressed together and I felt her muscles rippling and tightening from within and without. My chest met hers and I felt her round breasts and hard nipples pressing against me. My lips met hers and I kissed a woman for the first time. I stiffened as our tongues met and her arms pulled us tighter together.

My cock throbbed within her vice-like depths, releasing spurt after spurt into her. I had never felt this all so acutely and I gave into the sensations, kissing, holding, and pumping a few last times into her. We kept intensely kissing and laid there for a bit before the urgency began to fade. I was still hard within her and she was gently continuing her intentional rhythm.

I did not feel physically tired and I thought I would never feel that kind of exhaustion again. I did feel emotionally drained however and I could feel my eyes closing as I moved my head to lay on her shoulder. The last thoughts I focused on were giving boons to my new bedmate and possible girlfriend, ****, whatever.

I made her tireless and pumped up her tits with milk. She would not express this milk via normal means though, as I attached it to her now fuckable nipples. Her tits would literally grow into milk balloons if this worked as intended, although they wouldn’t reach a ridiculous size.

As a last measure, I mumbled over the link. “Stay with me.”

“Of course, master.” She whispered back to me, squeezing her pussy around my member.