My Hot Orc Stepdad Ch. 02

You'd think I wouldn't be in a bad mood after getting my pussy fucked so good by my stepdad that I came enough to fill a pool. But no, here we are. And the reason? My mom.

Turns out, the day I woke up with my stepdaddy, Eamon's, cum gushing out of my pussy (which felt SO FUCKING GOOD), my mom decided to make an announcement. When I walked down the stairs to the living room, which was NOT easy because my nether regions were INCREDIBLY sore and my legs were wobbly (guess why), my mom was there talking to the dark green man I lost my virginity to.

God, somehow he looked even MORE hot! He was wearing a white tank top that clung to his skin with some grey sweatpants that couldn't hide that bulge of his even if it TRIED. And best yet, his tank top was lifted high enough and pants low enough that I could see he wasn't wearing underwear. He had his cock and balls swinging around in those pants all free. God, if I could fit inside those pants and be face to face with his musky, hidden dick I would!

My mom turned to me and gave that fake smile I was familiar with.

"Oh, Theodore! There you are! I was just telling Eamon some good news!"

I flinched when she said my name. She knew I hated being called Theodore. I liked being called Theo. But that's why she did it. Another dig at me to make herself feel better.

I brushed it off and gave a passable smile, "Really? What is it?"

Any "good news" my mom had was bound to be the opposite. I looked at Eamon and he had a look of uncertainty. Oh, that didn't bode well.

She continued, "Some old friends of mine are coming to visit for a couple of days! We're gonna be hosting them here so I need you both to be on your best behavior!"

My eyes widened at that. I had memories of some of her "old friends" and they weren't exactly pleasant. They never did anything to me physically but they never did anything to help me either. Not to mention they were always passive aggressive.

And for a couple of days? DAYS? They were gonna stay for that long? All plans I had in mind for my time with Eamon were suddenly thrown out the window. I felt my heart drop and my energy draining.

Eamon spoke up, "Babe, you never told me they were gonna be staying over. Shouldn't you tell me first before telling them yes?"

"But sweetie!" She whined. "I haven't seen them in so long! How could I not say yes!? Besides, I can show them just how good I'm living now! They would be so happy for me!"

Yeah, sure, happy. Mom just wanted to gloat because she knew they would be jealous. Eamon opened his mouth to say something but was immediately cut off by her.

"Anyway, I need you both to change right now! They'll be here in half an hour and I will not have you both wearing THAT in their presence!"

Both Eamon and I raised our eyebrows in shock.

"Half an hour?" Eamon repeated. "So soon?"

"Yes! Now get changed! And wear your best clothing! You need to show them how lucky I got!"

God, everything just had to be about her, didn't it? I looked down at my clothes. An oversized shirt with some running shorts. My legs were bare for the world to see which I planned for Eamon's eyes only. But that was all ruined.

"And Theodore! I expect you to cook for all of us when I need you to! You might need to go grocery shopping, I don't think there's enough food!"

I gave my mom a confused look, "What? There should be enough food in the fridge for a couple of days. Yeah, I might have to use the pantry worse case scenario but there's enough food there to feed a group of people for a couple of days."

Then I saw it, my mom fidgeted. I knew exactly what that meant.

With a realization, I asked with a shaky voice, "Mom, what aren't you telling us?"

She glared at me, "What do you mean by that!? Why are you making me sound like I did something wro-!?"

"Babe." Eamon interjected. "How many 'old friends' are coming to visit you?"

She hesitated but, "It's, um, it's not that many! Just, you know, about four friends! Or five. Maybe six."

Okay, that was more than I thought it was gonna be. But there was still something else, I could feel it.

"And how many days exactly are they visiting for?" I asked.

She glared at me again but slowly answered, "Not that many. Like, three days. Maybe even five. But... there is a lot I want to show them and that can take all week."

My stomach dropped. A week? A full week? I had to wait that long to get another taste of that green cock that changed my world?

Fuck! FUCK! That's so un-fucking-fair! I couldn't wait that long!

I was craving another dicking at that very moment after the best night of my life and I couldn't get it until next week!? At that moment, I felt genuine hatred for my mom. She took so much from me and now she was taking him from me too? Yeah, sure, he was her husband and I was the one who started the affair, but I didn't care! It's technically karma!

The only thing keeping me from exploding was the fact that mom didn't know that I had her husband's cum still swimming in my pussy. All hidden by a pair of shorts. I would just have to get that little revenge to get me through the day.

Eamon seemed to also not like that idea as his eyes were wide open and looking incredulously at my mom.

"A week? You said a couple of days."

"That's still a couple!"

"Seven days is NOT a couple."

"Whatever! Anyway, we're wasting time! You've already lost like five minutes! Get changed! And you better be on your best behavior! Both of you!"

I could only look at Eamon in despair as he could only returned a pained look back. There was nothing that can be done.

Mom immediately went to get herself ready, talking to herself about what clothes would make the best first impression after so long. Because of that, she didn't see that I was wobbling to my room. Was still recovering from a fantastic fuck, after all. I wanted to have a moment with Eamon before the friends arrived but I knew it would take every second for me to get ready due to my condition so I couldn't. Besides, he had to change too.

It didn't take more than half an hour before the doorbell rang. And when mom answered the door, I saw the familiar faces of her old friends. They looked a little older but they were unmistakable. I put a forced smile and said hi when they came to greet me. They greeted me, but I could tell that it was hollow.

They were more focused on Eamon though. Couldn't blame them though. He wore a short sleeved blue button-up shirt that hugged his pecs very nicely. If he so much as flexed, I'm sure he would rip it easily. The jeans he wore looked loose enough (considering his bulge wasn't as noticeable) but his thick legs were still prominent. I guess when you're as big as him, finding clothes that were baggy was harder. Still, he made for great eye candy.

And mom's friends agreed. They complimented him, giggled, and couldn't stop mentioning how ripped he is. While they did sound truthful (at least compared to me), I could see Eamon looked a little uncomfortable. Mom just looked smug on the side, now that she had a man that any woman would want. I'll never understand this type of friendship.

After that, it was just mostly trying to please them. I ended up being in the kitchen making snacks and food for them most of the time. Normally, I wouldn't mind being all day in the kitchen cooking but seeing as I had a group of needy people to feed, it was a bit annoying. At least I didn't have to be constantly around them.

Sadly, Eamon did. He practically had to be tied to the hip to mom as she talked with her friends. She would act all lovey-dovey and kiss him on the cheek to the point it felt forced. I could even tell that it was tiring Eamon out. He had to keep a smile up every time and I caught him twitching a couple of times trying to not drop it.

That night, I masturbated out of anger. I got my favorite dildo and shoved it in me forcefully while gritting my teeth and growling in frustration.

God damn it, it should've been daddy Eamon fucking me like that right now. I couldn't even enjoy my beloved toy because I wanted the real thing. That hot pulsing green cock that destroyed my pussy so fucking good that it made me scream like I was a helpless woman in a horror movie. That heat radiating from that schlong, spreading my walls and taking what was rightfully his. My toys couldn't do that. And it pissed me off.

I didn't even know if mom was sleeping in their bedroom. She had to be to keep appearances, but she hadn't shared a bed with Eamon for a while now. And that's not even thinking about them having sex.

Would she go for it? I mean, I wouldn't put it past her to have sex with him so her friends can hear and she could gloat to them. She's done worse for less.

But there was the fact that Eamon would have to agree to it too. And since he needed to save face, he would have to go along with it. That made my heart ache. I knew I didn't have a right to be sad about that (he married her after all) and he wouldn't have a choice in the matter (unless he wanted to make her suspicious), but after that amazing night, I hoped he wouldn't have to sleep with her anymore. Guess that was just wishful thinking.

Ah, well. At least the bed she'll be sleeping in was given a workout by me and Eamon. May be petty, but I'll take what I can get.

For the next couple of days, it was the same. I would cook and clean for them while they just gossiped and laughed the entire time. Mom basically kept Eamon on a leash by her side. The only times she would let him leave was when it was necessary, like going to the restroom. Similarly, I wasn't tied to the kitchen, but at least staying there meant I didn't need to put up a smile all the time. Not like any of them would want to stay in the kitchen out of their own volition.

Eventually, I did get a rest day.

By the fourth day, mom decided to eat out with her girls. She wanted to go shopping basically all day, so they'll be having breakfast, lunch, and dinner out. Which meant I didn't need to cook.

But I also knew that I was not gonna be invited. Why would she want her kid around when she's having a good time with the girlfriends? So, I would be staying at home while they were out having fun.

Fine by me. Didn't want to be around a bunch of noisy, entitled gossiping hens that think they're still in high school.

The only bad thing was, Eamon had to go with them. Don't know why mom wanted that, but she did. And I could see the look of dismay on his face just thinking of being around them more. Wished I could help, but if I said anything? Mom would have some CHOICE words to say to me after.

But at least I could take a break from being their own personal chef and maid for the day. I hoped he would eventually get a day too. Just wished it was also today.

When they all left (with mom dragging Eamon by the arm too), I came out of my room wearing only an oversized shirt and underwear, sat down for a minute at the living room sofa, and just let out a sigh of relief. For the first time in days, the house was absolutely quiet. While a blessing in most cases, I really did like the loud noises I did with my stepdaddy.

Fuck, I could already feel the wetness spreading in my folds. I screamed the loudest I ever screamed that night. I was used, filled, broken, and oh so very satisfied. Even though my pussy was getting destroyed so fucking good, it still wanted more.

I palmed my vag through my panties (yes, I wore panties, they're comfortable for me) and let out a huff. I could have another go with my toys but I knew it would be futile. I wanted my daddy, Eamon. My body CRAVED him. Anything else would simply not do.

I huffed in annoyance before I let out a yawn. Must've been more tired than I thought.

Still had to eat something though, so I went to the kitchen first before taking a nap. Thankfully, there were a lot of leftovers in the fridge (apparently all those women shared the quirk of not eating leftovers) so I helped myself to them. The walk back to my room felt really long. Didn't help that the way the house was designed, there were a lot of turns from the kitchen to my room.

After finally getting to my room, I dropped onto my bed and got myself comfortable. It was nice enough that I didn't need to cover myself with a blanket so I just laid on my pillow and let myself drift away.

When next I opened my eyes, I was walking down a long, slightly illuminating hallway to a door. I quickly caught on that it was a dream. I didn't know what was going on but the door was calling me, so I continued walking forward. When I got in front of it, I slowly opened it and pushed, making the door let out a creak.

Looking inside, the room didn't look familiar. It just looked like a bare bedroom with nothing in it but a bed. But who was on the bed DID look familiar.

On the bed sat the man who kept plaguing my wet dreams, my stepdad Eamon. The only thing he wore was some briefs that were barely holding in his very noticeable erection. The rest of his muscular body shone as if they were oiled up, making it look more enticing. His beefed pecs, toned abs, massive arms and legs, everything was on display just for me. Besides his dick obviously, which I cursed my dream for hiding it from me.

He was staring at me with a look of pure lust and was giving me a teasing smile. He looked me up and down and licked his lips.

"I was waiting for you, baby boy. And it was so worth the wait. You look DELICIOUS."

In that moment, I realized that I didn't know what I was wearing. I looked down and jumped a little in surprise. I was wearing a white sheer robe, completely see through. And underneath it? Nothing at all. I was quite literally naked with only the robe as cover, which was practically useless in that aspect.

But, fuck, it was hot.

I looked up and smiled at him, "All for you, daddy. You're the only one who gets to see this."

Eamon gave out a pleased growl. I'm sure it was such a naughty visually. His stepson walking in on him wearing a slutty robe, just waiting to be ravished. I could see his dick jumping in his briefs, just wanting to rip through and stand tall like a proud soldier.

"Good. Because you ARE mine. Every piece of you. Isn't that right?"

Fuck, I was getting wetter by the second.

"Yes, daddy."

"Good boy. Now why don't you walk to me, slowly, and let me see that gorgeous body up close."

Obeying, I walked forward with a sway of my hips, trying to look as sexy as possible. I stared at my hunk of a stepdad as he violated me with his eyes, loving what he was seeing. The second I was within reach, he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him. My stomach touched his chest while his hands swarmed around my body, feeling through the transparent fabric and watching me as I let out lewd gasps.

"You look so beautiful, baby boy. No one has seen you like this before, have they? So vulnerable and exposed."

"No, daddy."

I then felt his hands go underneath my robe and feel my skin without the thin barrier. My gasps turned to encouraging moans.

"This is for my eyes only. You understand, baby boy? I'm the only one who can see you looking this lasciviously."

"Yes, daddy."

Another pleased growl and I felt him aim his hands to my ass and give a nice squeeze. I gasped out like I was staring in a porno and leaned closer to him. He then roamed over the rest of my body again, which felt more like a massage. I continued making submissive gasps and moans, stimulating him to continue.

"Daddy~"

My neediness reaches my voice and he looked at me with a giant grin.

"My baby boy is hungry for more, isn't he?"

"Yes, daddy~"

"Let me see."

Two fingers suddenly brushed my pussy. I let out a high-pitched gasp and grabbed his shoulders. He rubbed my lips a couple of times before inserting them both in, thrusting them slowly inside me. I lowered myself to get them deeper and feel those digits stretch my walls, making me moan and shiver.

"Daddy!~ That feels so good!~ Yes!~ Deeper!~"

A chuckle hit my ear as he stretched his finger in me, making me curl my toes.

"I love how responsive you are, baby boy. You look so cute like this. Begging and taking it like the good boy you are. Makes me want to give you even MORE."

"Ah!~ Yes, daddy!~ Please give me more!~ Give me everything!~ My body is yours!~ Mmmmhh!~"

"Nnnrrrgh. Then here's another treat for my baby boy."

I then felt a third finger brush my lips as it pleaded for entry. Oh god, two fingers were already a lot with how big an orc's are. How will three feel?

I felt myself opening up and letting the third finger in. My gasping took a higher pitch as my folds accepted the intruder. Then suddenly his other two fingers thrusted out to meet with his third, and without warning, thrusted all three fingers hard inside me.

A jolt so good spread throughout my body.

I jumped up. And the next thing I knew, I was looking up at the ceiling. But the ceiling looked different now. The ceiling was bare when I entered the room, but now I see a familiar ceiling fan with other recognizable things in my peripheral vision.

It was my room. And I was no longer dreaming.

I was about to let out a sigh of disappointment having been woken up from such a hot dream until I felt something touch my clit, making me moan instead. It was soft and wet, circling around and caressing the little nub so tenderly and lewdly.

If I wasn't full awake, I was at that moment. I looked down and froze at what I was seeing.

Between my legs was Eamon himself, liking my clit and grunting like an animal in heat. Whatever panties I was wearing were long gone and my oversized shirt was lifted up to my ribs. He swirled his tongue around my nub making me jolt and moan.

"Daddy!? When did you-!? Aaaahh!~"

He lifted his head and smiled up at me, "Hello, baby boy. Saw you sleeping so beautifully and I wanted to return the favor when I was sleeping."

Lick.

"Mmmh!~ Daddy!~ My pussy!~ It's-!~ Aaahh!!~"

He gave a deep chuckle, "Mmmh, you're so wet, baby boy. Even before I started enjoying my feast. Were you having a naughty dream?"

After a catching my breath a bit, I nodded.

"Yes, daddy!~"

A growl, "Was it about me?"

"Yes, daddy!~"

"Good. Only dream about me. I won't have you dreaming about another man."

My body shivered at that as I gave a submissive moan. That possessiveness was so hot. I knew now that I had him wrapped around my finger just as much as he had me wrapped around his.

"I won't, daddy!~ You're the only man for me!~ My pussy belongs to you!~"

"Nngggh. Good boy."

He then dropped his head down until all I could see was the upper face. His sights were now on my very wet pussy.

"Mmmmh, such a delicious looking cunt. So ripe and wet. Makes me want to taste the forbidden fruit."

My heart was pounding as he chuckled and grew closer to my lips. Then I felt the thick tissue that was his tongue licking my opening, down to up.

I couldn't hold back the blissful cry as the feeling of my daddy eating my pussy spread through my body like a tidal wave.

A delighted growl hit my ears, "Fucking delicious. Your juices are perfection, baby boy."

Without further words, he dove in like a starving animal and began devouring my folds like it was his last meal on earth. My body rose from my bed like I was being possessed as my hands held on to the sheets, moaning and crying all the while. I felt that tongue go deep inside me, trying to get even more of my juices and hitting every angle. I could almost hear the sounds of his lips smacking on my pussy past my cries. His tusks were rubbing against my inner thigh, and instead of it feeling uncontrollable, it actually felt really nice. It felt more like a massage tool that was scratching a nice itch. Who'd have thought?

He continued his hungry growling as he held me down, no doubt making it look like a lion was digesting an antelope to anyone who was watching. What those people wouldn't know was that I was exactly where I wanted to be. After days of not having him to myself, I was willing to commit various war crimes to make sure he didn't stop what he was doing.

"Aaaaahh!!~ Mmmmmph!!~ Daddy!!~ Oh my god, right there!!~ Oooh, your tongue is so thick!!~ I love it!!~ Eat me out, daddy!!~"

Every word seemed to have encouraged him because he tried to go in deeper and deeper as if he was digging for gold. He then flicked his tongue inside me, making me jump and let go of my sheets, immediately placing them on Eamon's head. I pulled him in, as if it would help him go deeper than it can already go, and he started shaking his head like a dog with its favorite toy.

My eyes were rolling back and the feeling that I wanted was hitting me. The need to cum. And his tongue was making it happen faster than I thought it would.

"Daddy!!~ I'm gonna cum!!~ Please sto-!~ AAAH!!??~ Wait!!~ Daddy, you're going too hard!!~ I-I-!!~"

Like a tidal wave, I felt all of my fluids reaching for the exit. And with a shout, I squirted right in my daddy's eager mouth. My body elevated from my bed as if my soul was being taken away from me, and with how aggressive he was eating me, it might as well have been. I heard him grunt happily as my cum kept coming out, filling his palate and satiating both his and my urges.

Once my body stopped shooting, my body fell on my bed with a heavy thud while I was gasping for air. Eamon finally came up and dripping down his mouth was my juices. It looked like he took a bite out of a very juicy fruit. He had a big smile as if he had just won the lottery.

"Absolutely exquisite, baby boy. Best pussy I've ever eaten."

My heart jumped hearing that, "Really, daddy?"

He went down again and gave another big lick to my wet folds, making me moan one more time.

"Undoubtedly. You were downright perfect, baby boy."

Suddenly, he lifted himself up until he was kneeling between my legs. That's when I noticed that he was still wearing clothes. Specifically, the clothes that he wore when he went out with mom and her friends. A long-sleeved purple button-up with black jeans. He almost looked like he was gonna go out clubbing with how hot he looked.

What I wasn't expecting though was his massive cock and balls out free from his jeans and looking ready to burst. It was just as beautiful as the last time I saw it. A massive piece of green meat with giant veins all the way from the thick base to the inflated head. A heavy set of balls matched the monster between his legs, just waiting to unload thick shots of orc cum into a willing pussy. MINE.

Immediately my throat got dry while my pussy got reinvigorated. The cock that ruined me from anyone or anything (sorry toys) was in front of me again, ready for action. And I was more than ready to have it again.

Eamon smiled, "Did you miss him as much as he missed you, baby boy?"

I couldn't look up at him, too mesmerized by his green meat, but I nodded.

"Yes, daddy."

"Good. Because he fucking missed you, baby boy. So much."

He placed his dick right on top of my pussy. Slowly, he moved it up and down, making us both sigh pleasantly in unison. My lips opened to try and wrap around his meat but was too small to even get halfway. Even so, I felt the underside of his dick on my folds. It almost looked like the world's smallest hot dog buns trying to carry the world's biggest wiener.

"You have no idea how much I wanted to fuck you again, baby boy." He continued, making me look up at him. "When I saw you walking down the stairs that day, I wanted to scoop you up and take you right then and there. I didn't care that I already bred you the night before, I already wanted to do it again. But with your mom there and her inviting her friends, it was impossible. It was fucking torture. Having you so close but couldn't even do anything. The amount of things I almost broke out of frustration is almost comical. Almost."

Throughout his explanation he kept the rhythm of his thrusting, making me feel his heavy tool that yearned for my pussy. My slutty gasping persisted as I answered back.

"Me too, daddy. I missed you so much. I felt so empty since that night. None of my toys could fill me like you could. I was always left so unsatisfied, wanting my toys to turn into you. You fucking me, filling me, making me scream like crazy. I need to feel you inside me again. I need to be bred full like that night again. Please. Make me yours again, daddy. Make my pussy remember your cock."

"Oh, baby boy."

He withdrew his dick until the head slid down to my opening. Then his hands reached for my ankles and lifted them up, spreading me open like a turkey.

"You made daddy very happy saying that. And that deserves a nice, hot reward."

A slight push, and I felt that mushroom head breach my folds. An excited gasp shot out from my mouth with that alone. But my excitement escalated as more and more of that thick green pole went inside me.

My body was trembling. Electricity surged through my body the more of that hot flesh entered my pussy. My eager gasps turned to ecstatic moans that grew louder and louder. The familiar feeling of being stuffed to the brim from that night was once again in my grasp. The moment I felt the tip of his dick poke the inside of my stomach was the minute I let out a massive scream.

"OH MY GOD, YEEES!!!~"

Once his hips touched my legs and that heavy bag he called his balls slapped my rear, we both grunted and moaned in long-awaited satisfaction. Fuck, I was so stretched. My entire body vibrated as if I was on a massage chair. I haven't had that stretch for days and I missed it so much. His thick, monstrous cock felt like a gallon being shoved inside of me in all the best possible ways.

"Fuuuuuuck, baby boy."

There was a heavy growl when he said that. And fuck me, was it hot.

"You take me so fucking good. I won't be able to hold back. You ready for that, baby boy?"

I nodded my head harshly, "YES, DADDY!!~"

A chuckle, "Music to my ears."

A pull, making the fullness disappear, and then a heavy push. And then began a session of pure euphoria.

In and out, in and out, his log of a dick invaded my pussy so roughly. If Eamon didn't hold my ankles, I would have been sent flying like a rocket off of him. It didn't help that my body was jolting up and down every time he went balls deep. Not to mention the head of his dick punching the inside of my stomach as if it was trying to get out. The only thing keeping me down was him and my desperate attempts to hold my bedsheets with the tightest grip I could. Still, I looked like a body getting defibrillation consecutively.

The sounds of sex and screams bounced off my walls. My voice wouldn't stop going to the highest pitch possible. I couldn't control it. My body was reacting to the repeating thrusts that my daddy was giving me. So if he wanted me to scream, I was gonna scream until the whole neighborhood heard me.

"AAAAAHH!!~ MMMMMHH!!~ OH MY GOD!!~ FUCK ME, DADDY!!~ PLEASE!!~ KEEP FUCKING MEEEEEEE!!~"

The need to cum hit me again. Before I knew it, I felt myself squirting hard.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!~"

My cum splashed out of my pussy every time Eamon pulled out. It got everywhere. When he thrusted back in, my cum would jump up and land either on me, him, my bed, maybe even outside of my bed, wasn't sure. No doubt the majority of it landed around Eamon's groin. Yet he kept his brutal pace, which I loved.

"Grrrrrrrrhh!! You came so beautifully, baby boy!! Love you cumming on my cock!! Rraaaaahh!!"

With great effort, I fixed my eyes at the adonis having his way with me. And fuck, what a sight. Even through the button-up shirt, his muscles were prominent. The fabric tightened around his biceps completely. His pecs looked like they were gonna pop out of his shirt every time he thrusted forward. I could see the buttons fighting for their life trying to keep that muscled body inside. That's not even mentioning the patches of sweat that's been forming the more we fucked.

Seeing him like that and his rough thrusting made me squirt again. Liquid once more flying everywhere.

"DADDY!!~ OH MY GOD!!~ I'VE NEVER-!!~ AAAAH!!!~ NEVER BEEN FUCKED SO GOOD!!~ I LOVE IT!!~ FUCK ME!!~ USE ME!!~ BREED ME LIKE YOUR OWN PERSONAL SLUT!!~ PLEASE!!~"

He gave a strong thrust before staying still, keeping his cock fully inside me. The yell I let out was a little hoarse, but I relished the feeling of having his entire dick in me again. Eamon let out an elated growl as he swayed his hips, making me sway along with him.

"You want to be daddy's slut, baby boy? To be owned by me?"

I looked up at his handsome smiling face and nodded my head, "Yes, daddy!~"

"So I can fuck this tight pussy whenever or wherever I want?"

"God, yes!~ Claim me anywhere!~ I'll always be wet for you!~ Feed me your cock and cum forever, daddy!~"

His smile turned to a grin as he gave another hard thrust, cue another screaming moan from me.

"Whatever my baby boy wants, he'll get."

Thrust.

"I'll feed you so much of my cock and cum, your pussy will always be gaping."

Thrust.

"I'll have you squirting so much that our house will look like it's been flooded."

Thrust.

"I'll fuck you in every single room until you can't help but think of me everywhere you go."

Thrust.

My body was going crazy. My mind was going blank. My eyes were going so up that I was sure I'd see my brain.

"Tell me, baby boy. Tell me that's exactly what you want. Tell me that you meant it when you said you'll be daddy's slut."

God, that right there made me want to cum again.

"Yes, daddy!~ I want to be your slut!~ I want to feel your cock everyday and everywhere!~ I want my pussy to know your shape to the very base!~ I want your cum filling me up and marking me as yours!~ I want all of you, daddy!~ I'll take everything you give me!~ Please!~ Let me be your slut, daddy!~"

For the first time, I saw Eamon's eyes widen. Almost as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Fuck..."

Suddenly, he grabbed his button-up in the middle and ripped it off of him, making me see that muscular green body of his in the flesh. I was pretty sure I saw buttons flying off but I was focusing on what was more important. Didn't help that seeing a man rip open his shirt is always hot. Add to it that it was my adonis of a daddy? Fucking sexy.

Throwing his shirt to the side, he hooked his arms under my legs and lifted them up. I gasped in surprise and pleasure as he moved both me and him in another position. He practically bended me in half as he got on top of me, my legs almost touching my sides.

That's when it hit me that he put us in a mating press position.

I looked up at his lust-filled face, then down to where we were still connected. His groin touching mine. With his dick dug deep into my overly stretched pussy. I was at my daddy's mercy.

I clenched my walls around him in blatant desire. He groaned and dropped his face right on my neck.

"You said something similar the last time we fucked. That you'd be my own personal pussy. That you'd be better than your mom. Heh. It's now just hitting me."

Then, the feeling of a wet, slimy tongue started licking me from my neck up to my chin, causing me to moan. He placed his forehead on mine and looked me dead in the eyes like a man filled with conviction.

"You're not just gonna be my slut, baby boy. You're gonna be my little wife. You're gonna please your hubby and take his cock like a true wife. You already cook and clean for me. You're already more my wife than your mom. I just needed to claim your pussy. You're gonna be my dirty little wife, baby boy. You're gonna please all of your hubby's naughty fantasies. Aren't you?"

He again rotated his hips, making me shake like a leaf. I roamed my hands over his chest and abs, appreciating their mold as I gave him my answer

"Yes!~ Yes, daddy!~ Let me be your wife!~ I want nothing more!~ Claim me!~ Use me!~ I'll do everything you want!~ Anything for my hubby!~"

A giant grin before he lifted his hips and dropped down with a massive thrust.

"AAAAAAAAHHH!!!~"

Another round of rough, unadulterated fucking began. This time with him fully on top of me. It was no different than a jackhammer going all out on pavement with how his dick was going in me. Except the loud noise of construction was replaced with squelching and screams.

We both looked down at where the action was happening. We saw that green monstrosity invading my poor pussy, becoming so pink from the unrelenting stretching. My lips gripped that cock so vulgarly and some of my inner folds would slide out a bit when he pulled out. I was wrapped up so tight around him I could feel those thick veins around his cock on my walls when he dropped all the way in. They were almost like a map being imprinted in my pussy, and somehow that just made it hotter. It didn't help that his entire dick was shining thanks to being coated in my juices, having cum a few times already.

I could feel his heavy balls slapping my taint more clearly too. Gravity probably helped. I couldn't see them well because Eamon's monster of a dick was blocking them, but I definitely felt them. And let me tell you, those bad boys were packing and just waiting to shoot all their delicious milk in me.

Speaking of cum, I ended up squirting again after a couple of minutes. And with our positions and how he was fucking me, every time he pulled out, I would squirt upward, making it look like a lewd geyser. A geyser that spread everywhere, but especially both our groins.

With his head close to me, I was able to hear his growling more closely. The rumbling of his voice made even me shake as I screamed along with him. My arms could only wrap around his neck as I took such a pounding, not being able to do anything and not wanting to do anything else.

"AAAAAAAAHH!!~ MMMMMMMMPH!!~ HAAAAAAAAA!!~"

I could only continue screaming in pleasure as I laid under my daddy. I WAS moving my hips up to meet his, to try and make him go deeper, but it probably wasn't necessary. He was already thrusting hard and deep but a guy could dream.

Another squirting geyser, still as plentiful as the last one.

Eamon spoke, "Yes!! That's it, baby boy!! Fuck, you look so hot squirting like that!! All thanks to my cock!! Ggrrrrrrrrrhh!!!"

I couldn't help but squirt again. Fuck, was he gonna keep his promise to make me cum a flood? I might faint before I did that. But if that's what my daddy wanted, I was gonna do my best. Besides, he made cumming so fucking easy thanks to that gift he calls a dick.

"AAAAAAGH!!~ DADDY!!~ FUUUUUUCK!!~"

"Keep tightening like that, baby boy!! Fuck, YES!! I'm gonna fill you up with my cum!! Gonna breed you so good, baby boy!! Stuff that pussy full!!"

Squirt.

"YES, DADDY!!~ CUM IN ME!!~ BREED MY PUSSY!!~ I NEED IT!!~ WANT IT!!~ PLEEEAAASE!!!~"

His growling got higher and his thrusts became more desperate. I felt his body shaking as his need to orgasm got closer.

A couple of giant thrusts later and I got my wish.

With a final drop and a primal growl, he stuck his cock all the way in to shoot a massive load inside my eagerly awaiting pussy. In pure ecstasy, I came once more and let out a wanton scream as more and more orc milk got deposited in me. I could feel that hot load filling up my stomach and inflating it the more he shot. I was once more filled with his cum, and it was just as good as the first time.

He would pull out slightly and thrust again to shoot more, giving another growl. Every time he withdrew his dick, I could see his dick pulsing as it shot more cum, like a rubber tube when liquid passed through it. Eventually, some of his cum started coming up when he pulled out, making my pussy look like a split open cream bun. His dick also shined even more as it was covered in his spunk.

Suffice to say, I was once more filled to the brim with my stepdad's cum. And I couldn't be happier.

As his orgasm subsided, his energy finally gave out and he dropped his body on top of me. Not completely, he still held himself up slightly to not crush me, but he was now staying still with me under him. He unhooked his arms on my legs and I was able to drop them back down to my bed. Definitely felt a little sore but, fuck, it was so worth it.

We breathed heavily as we recovered from our activity, though I was mostly getting his body musk. Not that I was complaining, he smelled absolutely amazing and it really comforted me. I enjoyed the smell of his body odor as I laid there with his body squeezing mine. With his cock still in me, of course. (No doubt I would start shooting out his cum like a fountain when he pulled out.)

I then heard him chuckle as he kissed my neck lovingly, "Fuck, baby boy. You're fucking perfect."

I moaned in delight, "YOU'RE perfect, daddy~ The way you fuck me is the best~ I couldn't live without it~"

"Oh? Well, that's good. I don't think I can live without you and your pussy either."

A slight sway of his hips made us groan before we gave a laugh. I let out a satisfied sigh as I dropped my head and looked at his handsome, beaming face.

"God daddy, I've been wanting to do this again since the morning after you first fucked me. It was pure torture."

He sighed, "I know, baby boy. Me too. Fuck, I was going crazy not having you in my arms again."

I let out a light chuckle, "Really? And here I was thinking you would have my mom as company since she was staying home now."

"Tsk. Please. We just shared the bed and slept. She didn't initiate anything, nor did I want her to."

I blinked in surprise, "She didn't? I thought she would have just so she could rub it in to her friends or something."

"Well, you're half right. She gloated to her friends about sleeping with me without actually sleeping with me. In her words, if she did sleep with me, she wouldn't be able to walk for days and she needed to be with her friends."

A sense of relief and joy hit me, "So, you didn't have sex with her."

He must have seen the look on my face because he gave an amused chuckle.

"No. Don't worry, baby boy. You still have me all to yourself."

I giggled at that. I was happy now knowing they didn't do anything. I didn't like the idea of sharing him with anyone, not even my mom, despite the fact he was married to her.

"Speaking of, how are you here? Weren't you supposed to be with her and her friends?"

He smirked, "Got pretty lucky, not gonna lie. When driving them around, I got the idea of taking them all to a casino that was gonna host a strip show for women. At first your mom tried to convince us that she would never look at another man, but she caved in after a few words. I gave them all tickets for the show and they were more than happy to leave me be as long as I picked them up later. And by later, more like late at night. Which thankfully isn't time yet."

I giggled at that, "Really? Mom tried to convince you guys that she didn't look at other guys? She does it all the time. She still did it even after you two married."

A snort, "Oh, I know. I didn't mind, looking's not a deal breaker for me, but she always insisted she never did it."

"So, you took that chance to come back to me?"

He gave me a sweet smile before he placed his forehead to mine, "Of course. I wasn't gonna leave my baby boy all alone when he wanted his daddy's company. Don't think I didn't notice how frustrated you got when we couldn't be alone for even a second."

I pouted a little, "Can you blame me? After an amazing night like that, I wanted a repeat! Specifically, that morning! But mom just had to ruin everything, like she always does."

Another chuckle, "You know, if I had known your mother was like this from the beginning, I probably won't have married her."

"Yeah, probably. But then we wouldn't have this, would we."

I tightened around him and he hugged out a growl.

"Yeah." He grunted out with a smile. "We wouldn't have."

Our noses then touched and he did a little nose rub.

"I'm more than happy with what we have right now. I know we said some things during our fucking. You know, the whole hubby and wife thing, but I'm not gonna force you into that if you don't want to. We could just leave that as dirty talk we do when in the moment."

I looked up at him, his face filled with sincerity. It was in the heat of the moment, yes. But I really liked it. Sure, it can't happen (mom and all) but that didn't mean we couldn't pretend. Especially whenever we get frisky. Besides, I was doing her job for her. Making sure her husband was sexually satisfied. Something she was neglecting to do. I was just taking it off her plate.

I smiled and grabbed the back of his head. He was confused for a moment before I pulled him in to give him a kiss on the lips. It was a nice kiss. Sure, his tusks were a little in the way so I couldn't get his full lips, but they were still soft and felt great on mine. We stayed there for a bit, just two mouths moving in sync, slowly and sensually.

When we separated, I looked at his widened eyes and spoke.

"I wasn't just saying that. I would love to be your little wife. I could be both daddy's slut and his wife. Make me fill the role my mom's no longer in. Nothing would make me happier."

He looked at me like I had just given him a gift from God. Suddenly his widened eyes darkened and he dove down to take my lips once more. This time, more aggressively. My arm automatically wrapped around his neck and I felt those muscles flex from his movements. We breathed heavily through our noses as our lips fought (him winning the match) and tongues danced around each other in perfect sequence. He tasted so fucking good. I couldn't for the life of me describe how he tasted other than HIM. So different from the taste of his cock but I loved it jus the same.

Feeling the heat of desire hitting us again, I wrapped my legs around him and he got himself comfortable in a kneeling position, hands grabbing my hips. He rubbed his thumbs on my inflated stomach, which made me moan in his mouth, and started rotating his hips again.

With a loud smack, our lips disconnected and he looked at me with renewed lust.

"Then I better make my little wife very happy. If he craves his hubby's cock, then he'll get it. Over and over and over again."

I felt the emptiness of his cock retreating out of me before he thrusted in hard, making me cry out once more. He immediately dived back to my lips, the sounds of muffled moans and our coupling filled the room again. The squelching of his cock fucking my pussy was even more pronounced thanks to his cum, making it feel filthier. And making me love it even more.

Fuck, I was so happy. I once again was having hot sex with my stepdad. And the best part was that he wasn't gonna stop. Well, in general. He did have to pick up my mom and her friends later. But that was way later. Until then, I was gonna enjoy that hot orc cock to my heart's content.