Chapter 6: Sausage and Seed
Ellie took the plate from Ritchie’s outstretched hand, the plump sausage glistening with grease under the afternoon sun. With deliberate slowness, she turned away from the poolside chaos the milky water still swirling with the evidence of James’s brutal breeding, Ritchie’s oblivious cheer as he tended the grill and walked towards the shaded garden table where David sat nursing a beer. Her black bikini, soaked through from the pool and slick with the overflow of multiple loads, clung transparently to every curve, outlining the dark triangle between her thighs and plastering the thin fabric to her massive, jiggling ass cheeks with each deliberate, swaying step. The cool air raised goosebumps on her damp skin, contrasting sharply with the furnace heat radiating from her semen-packed womb and the renewed slickness already gathering between her legs as her gaze locked onto David’s lap. The scent of rosemary and damp earth mingled with the chlorine clinging to her skin as she reached the weathered table.
David looked up, his eyes widening slightly as she approached, her sheer bikini leaving little to the imagination. "Ellie," he started, his voice cautious, setting his beer down. "Enjoying the party?"
Ignoring the question, Ellie placed the plate with its single sausage beside his beer on the table as she quickly unzipped his pants. She spun smoothly, her damp back hitting his chest, and settled onto his lap. Her hand snaked down, yanking the soaked bikini bottom aside, baring her gaping, cum-slicked cunt, and impaled herself ruthlessly onto the half-hard, thick black cock springing free from his unzipped pants.
David gasped, frozen in shock, the chair creaking under their sudden weight. "J-Jesus, Ellie!" he choked out, his voice strangled, his hands instinctively gripping the worn table edge as her sloppy wet heat engulfed his rapidly hardening shaft beneath the table's concealing bulk.
Ellie leaned her head back against his shoulder, forcing a bright smile towards Ritchie. "This sausage looks amazing, Ritchie!" she called, her voice tight but cheerful. Beneath the table, her hips ground down, Davind his semi hard cock
Her hips began a slow, deliberate roll, grinding Davind his thickening cock as it steadily hardened within her well-stretched passage. "Honestly, Ritchie," she continued, the strain in her voice masked by a breathy sigh as his expanding girth filled her more completely, "since this afternoon? I’ve developed just the most intense craving... for truly huge sausages." Each subtle lift and drop of her ass cheeks coaxed another fraction of an inch from David’s impressive grower, the friction against her semen-slicked walls becoming deliciously intense. David hissed, his knuckles white on the table edge, overwhelmed by the sudden, illicit penetration and her rhythmic movements.
David shuddered, his thick cock swelling rapidly, stretching her gaping hole wider as she ground down ruthlessly.
She felt him grow harder and harder, his semi already penetrating her tender cervix and the swollen head already deep in her womb, buried past the churned soup of cum seed left by James, Ruud, John, Marcel, and Mikey.
"God, Ritchie," Ellie gasped, her voice cracking as David’s invading crown scraped her uterine lining, "this sausage... oh fuck... it’s... so filling!"
Ritchie beamed, wiping sweat from his brow near the grill. "Glad you like it, babe!"
David gasped as her grinding hips forced his cock to its full, monstrous length, every thick inch now buried balls-deep inside her flooded womb, stretching her cervix obscenely wide. "Christ, Ellie-girl," he choked out, his voice thick with awe and a lifetime of forbidden longing, his rough hands trembling as they settled with surprising reverence on her damp hips
Ellie picked up the sausage from the plate infront of her, bringing the greasy meat to her lips as she began a slow, deliberate grind on David's lap, the swollen head of his massive black cock anchored deep inside her cervix, stretching her womb. She took a greedy bite of the sausage, her massive ass cheeks rhythmically clenching and rising on his shaft.
She locked eyes with Ritchie across the table, swallowing the bite of greasy sausage, her voice deliberately breathy as her damp ass cheeks clenched tight on David's shaft before rising again. "Mmm, Ritchie, this sausage is delicious... but it really needs," she gasped, the thick black cock surging deeper as she ground down hard, "some thick white sauce."
David groaned, his hands instinctively flying to her hips under the table as she impaled herself fully,
Her hips began a slow, expert twerk, each powerful clench of her massive ass cheeks milking David’s buried cock as she swallowed another bite. "Next time, Ritchie," she gasped, her voice strained as David’s thick black shaft stretched her cervix obscenely wide with each bounce, "buy bigger sausages... and bring me that thick white sauce!" Ritchie chuckled, nodding as he reached for the sauce bottle, completely unaware of David’s muffled groan beneath the table or the fresh gush of mixed seed leaking around Ellie’s stretched entrance onto his stepfather’s lap.
Ritchie placed the bottle of thick white sauce beside her plate with a cheerful grin. "Here you go, babe! Enjoy!" He turned and walked back towards the smoking grill, whistling tunelessly.
Ellie’s body snapped forward instantly, her massive 34HH tits slamming flush onto the weathered, splintered wood of the garden table, the cool grain biting into her flushed skin. Grease from the abandoned sausage smeared across her cleavage as she flattened her torso completely, her long brown hair spilling over the table's edge. Without a word, her eyes locked onto the distant grill where Ritchie fussed with the burgers, she planted her palms flat on the wood beside her head for leverage.
Her powerful thighs flexed, bare feet finding purchase on the sun-warmed flagstones beneath David's chair. She began. Her massive ass, barely contained by the soaked, ruined bikini bottom, lifted high off his lap, his thick black cock glistening with her slick and the previous men’s seed as it pulled nearly free of her gaping hole. Then, with savage, deliberate force, she slammed her hips downward, impaling herself back onto his entire monstrous length in one brutal drop, her cervix grinding against the swollen head deep inside her womb.
David gasped, a choked, ragged sound escaping his lips, his hands instinctively gripping her jiggling hips as her weight crushed his cock impossibly deeper. She repeated the motion, faster now, a relentless piston: hips rising high, showcasing his slick shaft momentarily glinting in the dappled sunlight, then driving down with enough force to make the ancient table legs groan, her pelvis meeting his with a wet slap each time. Sweat beaded on her back, trickling between her shoulder blades as she worked.
Her massive ass cheeks clenched and rippled with each powerful contraction, the rhythmic bounce creating obscene waves across her flesh. The soaked fabric of her bikini bottom vanished into her swollen, stretched folds with every downward thrust, the sheer force making David’s balls slap rhythmically against her ass. Seed a viscous cocktail of James's potent black load mixed with Ruud's, John's, Marcel's, and Mikey's Orth contributions gushed out around the thick root of his cock with each violent descent, coating his thighs and the chair beneath in hot, white rivulet David groaned, his head falling back against the chair, overwhelmed by the raw, silent display of vulgarity, her fertile cunt a scorching, demanding vice ruthlessly milking his cock. Ellie ignored him, her focus absolute, her powerful body a machine demonstrating pure, depraved function. Hips rose, paused dramatically to showcase the obscene penetration, then slammed home again, the wet thwack of flesh on flesh echoing dully under the oak tree. Ritchie turned, waving the spatula. "Everything alright over there, you two? Need another beer, David?" David could only manage a strangled, incoherent grunt as Ellie slammed down once more, her womb convulsing around his buried head.
Ellie suddenly lifted her sweat-slicked torso off the rough tabletop, the wood leaving angry red marks across her breasts as she leaned back to settle heavily against David’s chest. "We're good, David... is good," she breathed, her voice thick with exertion, her massive ass grinding back onto his rock hard cock beneath the table, "but could you grab my bottle of sunscreen?"
Ritchie nodded cheerfully, wiping his hands on his apron. "Sure thing, babe!" He strode across the lawn, grabbed the sunscreen bottle from the patio ledge, and placed it firmly on the weathered wood right beside Ellie's greasy plate. The plastic bottle landed with a soft thump inches from her elbow as she slammed her hips down hard onto David’s lap, forcing a choked gasp from her stepfather as his massive black cock plunged deep into her semen-packed womb. "Thanks, honey," Ellie managed, her voice tight and breathless,
"Actually," Ellie called out, her voice suddenly bright and loud enough to pierce the grill's sizzle, making Ritchie glance over, "David, could you rub this sunscreen on my back and shoulders? They're burning!" She snatched the bottle, flipped the cap, and squeezed a thick, white, viscous stream directly onto her massive, heaving tits, the lotion glopping and dripping like fresh cum down her cleavage as David stared, frozen
David’s rough hands moved like lead weights, landing heavily on her slick, sun-flushed skin. With her back against his chest, she slowly ground her slippery ass down onto his rigid cock, the thick lotion squelching as his trembling fingers began kneading the slippery white mess into her massive, heaving tits. The cheap coconut scent mixed sharply with the chlorine still clinging to her skin and the underlying tang of semen leaking from her gaping hole onto his lap.
Ellie arched her back further into David's chest, as she slowly ground her ass against his rigid cock buried deep inside her leaking womb. She tilted her head back, her lips brushing his ear, her breath hot and urgent as she murmured, "Love how your big black stepdaddy cock stretches my greedy womb, David... wanna breed your stepdaughter's fertile cunt full of your thick cream? Mom put a knot in before she married you, but admitted you always wanted to breed her, why not breed her daughter?"
David’s hands froze on her sunscreen-slicked breasts, his rough breath hot against her neck as her grinding hips forced his thick black cock even deeper into her stretched womb. "Always wanted to fill your mama's tight hole," he rasped, his voice a raw, venomous whisper vibrating against her damp skin, "but breeding my greedy little white slut stepdaughter's cunt is so much fucking better."
His thick black cock swelled impossibly harder inside her convulsing womb as he spoke, stretching her cervix to its absolute limit. She rocked her pelvis back onto his shaft, a thick strand of her drool landing on his thigh, and pressed her slick lips wetly against his ear, her whisper a venomous, breathy purr: "Then flood my greedy little white girl womb with your big black seed, stepdaddy... breed me deeper than mom ever let you."
David’s breath hitched sharply as Ellie leaned forward, pressing her sunscreen-slicked chest flat against the weathered wood, the greasy sausage squeezed firmly between her massive tits.
David stared, transfixed, his knuckles white on the chair arms, watching Ellie Orth’s massive, glistening ass cheeks clench and ripple like cheap porn with each savage downward grind onto his buried cock. She suddenly whipped her head around, damp hair flying, her cobalt eyes locking onto his with raw, vulgar promise. Without a sound, her lips, still greasy from the sausage, parted obscenely wide, enveloping the warm, slick meat in a single, deep, throat-straining swallow, her cheeks hollowing with fierce suction while her massive 34HH tits crushed the sausage against the wood, smearing grease across her cleavage. David choked on air, his massive black cock throbbing violently within her convulsing womb at the wordless, utterly depraved display inches from his face. His hips bucked involuntarily, driving deeper as he watched his stepdaughter, his wife’s daughter, suck that sausage like a back-alley whore paid by the inch.
Her throat convulsed obscenely around the greasy sausage, that thick bulge sliding visibly down her neck before vanishing completely, her cobalt eyes locked mercilessly on David’s stunned face the entire time. The faint scent of cheap coconut sunscreen clashed with the wet, gagging sound she made as her throat muscles forced the sausage into her belly, David’s massive black cock pulsing violently within her semen-packed womb, Ruud’s, John’s, Marcel’s, Mikey’s, James’s loads churned anew by his relentless thrusts. "Fucking hell," David choked out,
Ellie snapped her head back towards David, her lips parted obscenely wide in a silent, gape-mouthed 'O', showing him the slick, empty cavern of her throat where the sausage had vanished. "Ritchie!" she called out brightly, her voice ringing across the garden while David stared transfixed at her open mouth, "what is for dessert later tonight?, I would love some thick white cream in mine" Ellie says sensually
Ellie slammed her hips down hard, instantly snapping back into that relentless, professional-grade twerk rhythm each powerful bounce on David's lap began to flow like a choreographed obscenity. Her massive ass cheeks rippled with controlled violence, the force making David's thick black cock plunge deeper while ropes of spilled semen spurted onto his thighs with every wet impact.
Ritchie turned from the grill, spatula in hand, his face lighting up with innocent enthusiasm."Dessert? Ellie, babe, I got that new tub of vanilla ice cream extra thick, just how you like it!"
Ellie slammed down hard on David’s lap, the force making his massive black cock piston deeper into her sloshing womb, a fresh wave of churned Orth seed and James’s potent load erupting around his thick root. She twisted her head back, sweat-damp hair clinging to her neck, and saw David’s jaw clenched tight, a vein throbbing at his temple, his eyes squeezed shut in a desperate, losing battle against the volcanic pressure building deep within his balls.
David’s massive black cock swelled like an overheating pipe inside her semen-packed womb, a violent tremor running through its veined length. Ellie felt it the telltale pulse deep within her flooded core, the frantic twitch against her cervix signaling his impending, unstoppable eruption. Her fertile cunt clenched instinctively, milking him, demanding the deluge.
"Ritchie!" Ellie gasped, her voice pitching high with genuine strain as David’s thick root began jackhammering inside her, "this vanilla ice cream... ah!... needs extra... thick sauce!" She slammed her massive ass back down with brutal force, grinding David’s swollen cockhead directly against the tender opening of her left ovary tube.
David’s choked cry strangled in his throat. Ellie didn’t pause. She unleashed her signature finishing move: a savage, piston-fast twerk rhythm focused solely on that one deep target. Her powerful hips jackknifed, lifting her ass high off his lap before crashing down with pinpoint precision, hammering the crown of his cock relentlessly into her ovary tube entrance. Up. Down. Slam. Up. Down. Slam. Wet flesh smacked flesh obscenely under the table.
"Always... drowns it... perfectly!" Ritchie called back cheerfully, scraping the grill.
David exploded. His balls contracted violently against her ass, a soundless roar tearing from him as his cock convulsed. Scalding semen rocketed directly into Ellie’s left ovary tube with the force of a firehose, a massive, pressurized geyser flooding the narrow passage completely. His thick black shaft twitched and bucked like a dying animal buried deep inside her, unleashing torrent after torrent far beyond the volume of James’s earlier flood. Ellie’s cobalt eyes rolled back, a silent scream on her lips as her womb ballooned, distending her lower belly visibly against from the sheer, burning volume filling her deepest channel. Thick rivers of mixed seed Ruud’s, John’s, Marcel’s, Mikey’s, James’s, and now David’s potent eruption gushed back out around his spasming root, soaking his thighs and pooling on the flagstones. "Ohgod... flooding..."
Ellie whimpered, feeling scorching jets of David's cum hammering through her left ovary tube like molten lead, flooding the delicate chamber with thick, searing seed until every fold swelled with his breeding heat. Her left ovary convulsed, bloated and burning under the relentless injection, distending visibly beneath the taut skin just above her hipbone as scalding semen packed it to bursting.
Ellie gasped as David's hips bucked one final time beneath her, pulling his thick black cock free from her gaping, stretched hole with a wet, sucking pop. A massive surge of scalded cum a churning mix of David's and James potent black seed and the Orth men's earlier loads immediately gushed out in a thick, white torrent down Ellie's thighs, splattering onto David's lap and the flagstones below as her visibly distended belly abruptly deflated, the taut skin smoothing back to normal before her soaked bikini bottom slid back into place over her messy, leaking slit.
Ellie slid off David’s lap, hot seed still dripping down her thighs as she straightened her bikini with slick fingers. "Gonna check on your cousins playing billiards in dad's man cave, Ritchie," she called out, her voice breathless but casual, already walking toward the house with deliberate sway.
"Sweetheart, the kids are wrecking the felt!" Ritchie chuckled, flipping a burger as Ellie’s swaying hips carried her toward the man cave, her womb sloshing with thick cream. "Tell ‘em the special sauce bottle’s empty if they ask!" he added cheerfully, oblivious to the viscous trail leaking down her inner thigh as the screen door slammed behind her determined stride.