One too many

The Orc shuddered as she came, spraying another thick, unending load down the **** Queen's throat. Marcus watched his Mother struggling to breathe around the pulsing cock stretching her lips, cum dribbling down the sides of her chin to drip onto her naked boobs. He felt sick, seeing her beautiful face twisted in disgust, her chest heaving as she swallowed over and over, trying to get enough down into her belly before it drowned her. Why hadn't he helped her yet, why was he still standing here like a useless coward? Between his legs his little dick was still aching hard. No matter how guilty and terrible he felt, it didn't stop throbbing for even a moment as he watched his own Mother get **** by this monster.

Over and over as this awful night went on he'd opened his mouth to say something, to scream at the Orc to let him take a turn instead. But then she'd run a massive hand down his back, or give him one of those awful toothy smirks, and his voice would just die. The one time he'd managed to move, stumbling forward as his Mother coughed up cum all over the floor of the tent, the Queen had somehow straightened and barked at him to stay still. He'd frozen, that one chance to master his fear and help her slipping through his fingers.

Now she was gagging frantically, her eyes glassy and dull. It sounded like she was on the verge of ****. She jerked back and the monster's massive cock slipped from her lips, spraying the last of that huge load over her belly and boobs. Marcus shuddered as his Mother's beautiful body was once again marked by the Orc's thick seed, dribbling in pearly clumps down her smooth, pale skin. She was covered in it by now, drying to a filmy layer over her butt and thighs. Surely that was it? Four of those massive loads must have drained even the warchief's monstrous balls.

The Orc seemed to sense his thoughts, because she just smiled thinly and grabbed her thick cock by the base, stroking it up and down the softening length. The young prince watched in utter horror as the huge green thing stiffened up once more. Slower than the other times, but still stirring to that same iron hardness in just seconds. Marcus whimpered in terror. How could she still be ready to go? His frightened gaze flickered to his Mother, who was slumped over and coughing hoarsely, more cum leaking from her mouth. She looked like she could hardly move, but when her glassy eyes noticed the Orc's cock hovering in front of her face she started shuffling toward it, her mouth gaping open.

"You're done, cow." The Orc rumbled suddenly. Her massive hand reached over and took the Queen by a handful of silver hair, dragging her to one side. "I'm pretty sure the next will kill you."

"No." Marcus' mother whispered, her voice so hoarse he could hardly hear her. She pulled against the Orc's grip, but her body was shaking and trembling, tears streaming down her cum-stained cheeks.

"I'll give you points for courage." The monster shrugged, holding her back easily with that one hand. "Fuck, I never thought you'd last this long, and you were still managing to keep it interesting right up to the end. You're a tough girl for a human. Can't wait to breed you. Now though, it's done. Time for your whelp to take a turn."

"Please...he's my son." The Queen whimpered. She sounded so sore and broken. The Orc just clicked her teeth and with a flick of her wrist tossed the Queen to one side. Marcus gasped as his beautiful Mother slumped against the floor of the tent. She struggled to rise, but her trembling arms gave way underneath her and she coughed up a few more sticky strands of cum. A hoarse, despairing moan escaped her lips as she seemed to realize she couldn't move anymore. Her glassy eyes flickered to him, filling up with fresh tears. The young prince stared back, heart aching with awful, helpless guilt. This was all his fault.

The Orc's massive hand suddenly grabbed him by the waist, yanking him between her tree-trunk thighs. He screamed shrilly, struggling to shrink back, but she held him there with ease, her fingers digging into his soft, tender skin. Her scarred, green face was right in front of his and he shuddered as those awful golden eyes drifted hungrily up and down his naked body. She stared at his snow-white thighs and round butt like they were a delicious meal laid out in front of her.

"Still can hardly believe you're male." She grunted, her low voice rumbling with desire. The sound of it sent tingles down Marcus' spine, and made this strange fluttering start in his belly that felt like more than just fear. "What the Hell, I'll fuck anything this pretty." Her groping fingers slipped down to his butt and he whimpered as they dug hard into the tender flesh of his plump cheeks. "Can't wait to shove my cock up this perfect ass of yours, but I'd need to get you ready first, stretch you out so you can take me. Tonight, I think I'll just be using this pretty face instead." Her other hand cupped his cheek and he spluttered helplessly as she shoved a pair of huge green fingers in his mouth. "Your mouth is even softer than your Mother's." She smirked at him, running those awful probing digits along his lips. "I'm going to fuck it like a cunt, hard and deep."

Marcus couldn't move, couldn't fight, not even when she shoved her fingers even deeper and made him **** and gag. All he could think about was how his Mother had choked on that massive green cock. In just moments, he knew he'd be in the same position. He should be running away screaming, or punching her in the face! Do something, his mind screamed at him, but his body just refused to act.

Lips curling in sick satisfaction, the Orc pulled her fingers free. Her hand settled on his shoulder and with just a small push she drove him down to the floor of the tent. Marcus found himself kneeling between her huge legs. There, right in front of his face, was that massive cock of hers, looming over him like some monstrous pillar of hard, green flesh. He stared at it in horror, his eyes crossing as he struggled to even take in its huge size. There was no way this thing was going to fit in his mouth. It'd rip him open if she even tried.

Of course the Orc didn't even seem to care. Her one hand grabbed him by a handful of silver hair and he yelped in pain as she dragged him up and forward. The other was gripping her monstrous cock by the base, holding it steady. She rubbed it over his cheeks and chin, smearing him with cum and slimy drool left over from his Mother's gagging efforts. His nose wrinkled at the smell of it, a sharp, spicy scent that made his cheeks hot. Then the swollen, spongy head found his lips and she started pressing it into his tiny mouth.