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My weakness forgotten, I sat up quickly, scooting to the edge of the couch. I whipped my dress up over my head, tossing it aside, then leaned forward, Archie’s cock perfectly mouth-level.
Sensing what I was about to do, Archie eased his fist back and then let go. I replaced it with my own, stroking down the curving hard length of him. Capturing his gaze with mine, I leaned forward and gave one long swirling lick around his rounded tip.
A ragged breath shuddered out of him, and his hips twanged forward, butting his cock against my teeth. He hissed at the contact. Emboldened, I licked again, then took the smallest bulge into my mouth.
I’d only ever sucked human dick before. There were some similarities, but a hell of a lot of differences, too. As I sucked on the tip’s bulge and stroked the other two, I felt each bulge throbbing and twitching independently, as if they were three separate organs linked by the channel of one shaft.
Archie seemed to confirm my observations with his gasped words above my head.
“I might come a little bit like this. But don’t worry if I do. There will be more. It will just be the – ah! – the first one’s.”
I released him from my mouth, blowing on his tip and stroking.
“The first one’s?”
“Aye,” Archie said, his hips bucking slightly. “Each knot has its own flow of seed. Each one comes. Usually in order of size. The tip releases first, then the others.”
No wonder he’d produced so much fucking come yesterday. And why he’d come more than once but stayed so hard. Between the three knots producing their own fluid, and his balls...
A veritable boatload of semen.
Anorcload.
Armed with this new tantalizing (and more than a little weird) information, I got back down to it, sucking his tip into my mouth once more. I ran my tongue firmly back and forth along the bottom of the bulge while sucking.
“Curses, I can’t-” Archie sucked in a sharp breath. “Can I come in your mouth?”
I didn’t stop sucking, instead nodding, making his cock bob up and down with my head’s movement.
Archie’s fingers moved to my jaw, cradling my face, as a sudden jet of fluid filled my mouth. Despite the snowman shape, there was nothing Christmasy about the flavour. But it wasn’t unpleasant, either. Deep and salty and tinged with a bitter, almost herbal sort of edge. I swallowed some of it, but ultimately drew back coughing as more fluid than I could handle filled my mouth.
“I could come again just from how you look right now,” Archie moaned, squeezing his centre knot. I was sure I looked like a mess – gaze hazy, curls frizzy, my lips and chin and neck coated with come his come, my eyes watering from the coughing fit.
But apparently, he liked that. His tongue wetted his lips as I coughed again, and I realized he was apparently enjoying the way the coughing made my tits shake and bounce.
“Come sit here,” I wheezed, standing shakily and pointing to the couch. Never letting his eyes stray from me, he did so, settling his huge frame and making the couch look hilariously tiny. I admired him for a second, all naked and muscly and huge, before I joined him. I knelt, straddling him. I was up high on my knees, not pushing down onto his cock just yet. Instead, I gripped the back of the couch with one hand, and with the other, guided his mouth down to my chest. Archie’s hands flew to my ass, squeezing, as he sucked my right nipple into his hot mouth.
I gasped, arching, new arousal flooding my core. He sucked and licked, flicking his tongue across my hardened nipple. I moaned when he probed the sensitive brown peak with the tip of a tusk.
Trailing sucking kisses across my skin, he did the same to the other breast, teasing and poking and licking until my entire chest was prickling with electricity. The electricity didn’t stay there, instead tunnelling downward, sparking in my pussy.
Instinctively, I lowered my hips until I felt the firm press of his tip at my entrance. Archie moaned against my breast, his pelvis snapping upward, pushing his tip inside me.
“Wait,” he panted, leaning back. “We should talk about... Now that I’ve had the first orgasm, the others won’t be far behind. Where should I...”
“You can come inside,” I breathed. I’d had a recent Bio Pulse treatment – an electromagnetic pulse treatment that stopped me from ovulating for months at a time.
Archie nodded, a look of grateful adoration on his face. The expression shifted to one of slackened pleasure when I pushed down further.
Taking the first knot at his tip wasn’t difficult. I was good and wet and ready, and it wasn’t too girthy. Encouraged, I eased up, then back down, inhaling sharply as the second knot filled me. I paused like that, noticing the way the two distinct shapes inside me throbbed and twitched.
Archie’s grip was like metal on my hips. His teeth were gritted, deep furrows carved into his brow as he held himself back from hammering up into me. I could tell he wanted to. Needed to.
That fact made me so fucking needy, too. Breathing out and relaxing, I pushed further down.
I got halfway onto the final, largest knot before I encountered resistance I wasn’t sure I could overcome. I rocked helplessly, needing to take all of him but unable to.
“You can take me,” Archie said thickly. One of his hands slipped from my hip, probing against my ass until he found my perineum. The pad of his finger massaged in deep, slow circles against the tight muscle. I groaned, sagging against him, my legs giving out. He held me against the warmth of his chest with one strong arm, the other continuing to massage me back there. Then, with carefully controlled movements, he began to thrust up into me.
