Veronica's Lethal Pussy Grip
As I was about to pull out, kkkuuuuuk—like one of those blood pressure cuffs you always find in hospitals, her entire pussy started clamping down on my cock.
It was squeezing way harder than before, when she'd thrown that tantrum as I withdrew from inside her. Impossible to compare.
"You think this'll work?!"
Back then, it had been an involuntary spasm from Veronica herself, causing that total disaster. But who could've guessed? One of this era's strongest knights, born with a natural talent for physical feats—she'd already mastered that sensation and was now using it against me full force.
"A body truly made for fucking!"
No genius like this one! It pressed down with a kkkuuuuuk, then suddenly released the pressure, letting blood surge through my entire shaft in a sensation I'd never felt before. Not the rigid clamp from when I first thrust in, but her soft flesh kneading my cock—kkuk kkuk—before playfully slipping away like hyperactive kids scattering. Wickedly teasing!
"H-how's it feel...? My pussy grip—bet that little girl can't compare, huh?"
"Uwoooooh?!"
It was a sensation so fresh even Silveryia had never given me. She'd butted bellies with me countless times, handling my cock like her own sword belted to her hip for life. Through that, she'd learned exactly how to make me thrust in bliss while writhing in supreme pleasure herself—a perfect two-birds-one-stone breeding fuck, growing into a master pussy worthy of an orc's lewd sow.
But Silveryia had honed each muscle through time and practice(?). Veronica, her mother, had already grasped full control of her pussy on just her second mating!
"This lewd widow's finally baring her true nature!"
"Hah! You thought I'd let a cock like yours—a cock like this—rule me forever?!"
Kkuk kkuk, kkkuuuuuk!!
"Uwoooooh?!"
It felt like that scene from The Old Man and the Sea. After days of struggle to land the marlin, sharks swarm in as the old man watches from his skiff, lashed to his prize. That's me now—cock gripped tight, teeth of pussy flesh ready to gnaw at any moment.
But the old man only had a club and failed to defend it. Me? I've got the firmest meat club between my legs!
"Ooooh!!"
"H-huh?! Wh-what? Why's it getting bigger?! Stop—stop it!"
If Veronica could freely command her pussy, I had my orc specialty: cock control. She'd snatched back dominance from me, only to panic as my shaft swelled like a plump ham.
She'd tasted it once before, but that was just a preview. Now the real show—pang pang pang pang!
"You don't even get tired?! How can you...!"
"Does it make sense for my stamina to flag while devouring a tasty sow like you?"
"Stop! That's not even my womb—it's just my belly, hiiiik?!"
Thicker and longer now, my cock didn't bend like a sausage or banana—it stiffened straight like a giraffe's neck. I'd been aiming for her womb from behind before, but if the path was blocked, I'd carve a new one. Thrusting straight up into her...
"Th-the cock... in my belly...?!"
Peeking between her taut abs again, but not shaped like my shaft this time—like an alien bursting from her gut, just my glans bulging repeatedly under her skin.
"Eeeeek?! N-no, this can't... happen?!"
If it'd actually pierced her, fine—but this endless teasing torment? Her belly might burst, and breathing? This was less sex, more violence.
"Who're you to boss me around where to thrust?! A sow just offers her pussy and begs sweetly! Pleading for mercy while craving cock!"
"Gahak!!"
No creature survives without air. Her cheeky ploy to toy with me—unless she swore to be my sow, she'd never dare again. I'd ruin that hole for good.
From pang sounds before, now it was pook—plunging deeper with each stab. Power drained from her arms around my neck.
That's when Snow, legs spread on the floor watching us, must've feared getting no scraps. She charged right at me.
"What's this, little bitch?!"
"Let Grandma go! Fuck me, you rotten orc!"
She glued herself to the iron bars between us, flashing a devilish grin Veronica mustn't see, then grabbed her ass.
"Sno...w...?"
"I'll—I'll save you! Hng!"
Saving? Ha. She mounted my elongated giraffe-neck cock—still buried deep in Veronica's pussy but dangling long like a fire hose—rubbing her crotch along the shaft.
Thigh job—sumata. This lewd girl, rivaling Silveryia, had trained every body part for sex. Her thighs clamped my thrusting shaft nonstop, dripping her slutty juices.
"Wha—?!"
Never dreamed trusted Snow would pull this stunt. I was already disciplining Veronica's pussy—adding Snow's sumata was unbearable.
And Veronica? Full groggy now. The kingdom's top knight, berserker who wouldn't fall to blades on the battlefield—brought low by an orc cock. What would the world say?
Yet her pussy clung stubbornly. Suddenly, the pressure eased a bit. Looking down...
"Sno...w... stop... kneading..."
Snow, hands on Veronica's ass pretending to push her off me, was just groping those cheeks like dough.
"Hurry! Get free!"
"No... this is my fight with the orc... can't drag a child into..."
What a sleazy historic clash—but if the knight lady called it a fight, I'd honor it as an orc warrior.
"Hng! Hng!"
Snow's act peaked: spinning around, still mounted on my cock, pushing Veronica's ass while hooking her legs slyly around my waist.
This cheeky one.
Heehee~♥
How to handle this brat? I smirked at Snow—rubbing her pussy on my cock under pretense of shoving Veronica—then pistoned faster.
"Hwoooo?!"
"Ve-Veronicaaaam!!"
Veronica-Snow combo attack. Snow lightly pecking my cock with her pussy while groping the ass, signaling with eyes: Sensitive spot there? I nodded; she dipped her head yes, moaning on my shaft again.
Dozens more thrusts, and Veronica's steely eyes softened. She'd endured hardcore all day—miracle she lasted. But womb still clenched guard-like; final bastion?
"Hngggut, cock—cock rampaging inside! Enough, stop! Or really, really...!!"
"Ahhaaaat, orc cock grazing my pusssyyyy!!"
I couldn't hold back either. Snow atop my cock winked up; I winked back secretively, unleashing the final sprint.
"Creampie for the knight pussy again!!"
Arcing my hips huge for the last thrust—vowing to bend these bars—with iron resolve...
"S-Snoow, there?! N-no, g-going—with orc cock!!!"
"Veronica! M-me too! Cumming tooooo!!!"
Snow thumb-probed Veronica's anus as signal. I creampied again; Veronica's belly bulged at the glans spot, squirting in spasms. Snow hugged tight, orgasming loud.
Plop.
"C-came... again... orc cum... orc cum..."
"What a fearsome pussy..."
The unbeatable knight knelt defeated on the prison floor. To Snow, hearts in eyes atop my still-hard cock, I pointed at Veronica.
"Normally she'd pass the pussy cum to my daughter, but she's out cold. Little bitch."
"Haa... haa... eh?"
Panting hard, Snow obeyed, dismounting. She pattered over to trembling Veronica.
"S-sorry..."
"S...now...? Hnggg?!"
Chuuuuurp!!
Snow slurped all the leaking cum. Veronica wanted to swat her away—but Snow, not me? Helpless as her load got stolen(?).
Cheeks puffed with my semen, Snow eyed me sneakily, sneaking her share. Without alerting Veronica, of course.
"What... treachery..."
"Blame yourself for passing out."
I approached Veronica—face-down, glancing back—and lightly kicked her ass. She rolled limply aside.
Legs splayed froglike, quivering; white globs surged from between. Squirrel-cheeked Snow feigned confusion, then gulp
"~♥"
Swallowed it all. Then, mosquito-like, buried her face in Veronica's crotch, pilfering more.
"Stop, Snow, no sucking...!"
Despite pleas, cum-mad Snow pried thighs wide, slurping the pussy that birthed her. Veronica writhed under the caress again.
"C-cumming again...! No... can't hold...!"
Shwaaaak!
Veronica squirted on Snow's face, then went limp—barely breathing.
"Now, take this hard-won cum to Silveryia."
Mmph!
She nods eagerly, but trusting her with fish? Cat's safer. She'd devour it before reaching Silveryia.
Whose daughter is she?! Anyway, eyeing Veronica's still-spurting pussy, I stomped her belly.
"Kuhuuuuk?!"
"Pathetic sight, Veronica Isis! The indomitable knight trampled under orc foot, puking orc cum from her crotch!"
"Shut... up...! Haa... haa... I-I'll never yield to you. Never, never!!"
"Heh, good—easy surrender wouldn't suit a knight."
With my sly grin, Veronica's eyes fluttered shut in a faint.
Anyway...
—Snow, you cheeky little bitch!!
—Always hogging the good stuff from Mom!!
—Stealing what Master gave for Mom?! Get over here! What if they hear outside?!
The mother-daughter squabble echoed. How to punish Snow for rumors? I pondered orc-style family education amid Veronica's "training," sleepless through the night.
"Hngggg!! Master!! Too deeeep~♥"
Of course, Silveryia kept me up too.