Father and Son enter the tent drunk

Your heart pounds in your chest as you freeze mid-lick, the shock of someone unknown entering causing your body to instinctively close your legs and your hands to cover your exposed pussy. You look back with wide eyes, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment and fear, only to see your father and mate stumble into the tent, clearly drunk.

Your father, a towering orc with a hefty build, lets out a booming laugh as he takes in the scene before him. "Well, well, well, what have we here?" he slurs, ”I told you they would get along splendidly.” he says while hitting your mate encouragingly on the shoulder.

"Looks like my sweet wife and your new mate are enjoying themselves quite a bit it would be a shame not to help them along!"

Your mate, his face flushed and his movements clearly unsteady, grins and stumbles towards you, the outline of his cock clearly visible.

You feel a mixture of arousal and apprehension coursing through your body. The sight of your father and mate, both drunk and horny, fills you with a mixture of excitement and fear. You can't help but wonder what they have in store for you. Especially now that their restraint is drowned by **** you can’t help but feel small and **** in front of them.

It hasn’t even been that long since they have fucked the both of you especially for you who just woke up moments ago.

Your father, his eyes gleaming with lust, approaches you slowly. He reaches out a hand, the scent of **** heavy on his breath, and gently pushes your hands away from your pussy. "No need to be shy." he says, his voice low and husky. "You're my son's mate now, and that means we are practically family”

As he brushes your hand aside your **** pussy is exposed to the two deviants who can’t wait to stuff that little hole to the brim.

Now standing next to your father your mate can’t take his gaze of you. His eyes linger on your exposed pussy and the cum-covered lips that have been feasting on your mother's cunt. You can see the bulge growing and straining against his pants and as you know intimately an orcs libido doesn’t simply wear off and can only be sated one way.

That thought makes your pussy clench unknowingly and your cheeks flush.

Without saying a word, your mate steps forward, closing the distance between the two of you. His hand reaches out and gently tugs at your hair, pulling your head back and exposing your neck. While maintaining eye contact, he leans in and captures your lips with a domineering kiss, his tongue dancing with yours, filling your small little mouth. His other hand, trembling with anticipation, finds its way to your bare ass, squeezing it possessively.

You taste the strong **** on his tongue which as an orc would have hardly swayed you but as a delicate little elf makes your head feel dizzy.

Once the kiss breaks his eyes flicker with hunger and his hand trails down from your ass, gliding over the curve of your hip and finally settling in between your tights. His fingers slide along your wet slit, teasing and exploring the folds of your tight little cunt.

You instinctively raise your ass for him to have better access feeling him guide you closer to him and rewarding you for your compliance with a nice and thick digit entering your folds.

A soft moan escapes your lips as you find yourself face pressed against his crotch, the bulge grazing your cheek. The smell more intoxicating than any **** ever could.

With a teasing lick, you trace a line along the length of his shaft, feeling the fabric of his pants straining against the monster sealed beneath. The aroma fills your nostrils, intoxicating your senses and making you unable to think clearly.

Eager to please, your body naturally seeking to full-fill its purpose you reach for the waistband of his pants trying to pull it down. With your meagre strength it takes you quite a bit of effort to release the monster waiting to ravage you.