Chapter 82: Chapter 82 – A Scream for the Camera

Even though I knew this was all a forced performance under my command, witnessing Delilah’s transformation firsthand was incredibly arousing.

Seeing that usually arrogant and cold woman, the radiant Star Witch who shone like a goddess, now whimpering and uttering such filthy words—my body reacted instantly. My blood ran hot and my dick twitched even more insistently, demanding attention.

Delilah, with the quickly learned survival instinct she’d developed, immediately picked up on this signal. She crawled closer, her slender hands beginning to rub the bulge in my pants with a circular motion.

“Please, Adam… look how hard Mommy makes you,” she whispered in a husky voice, continuing to rub. “Give your mom this chance to serve you properly…”

“How dare you tell me what to do?” I snapped, glaring at her with feigned anger. “Your way of begging is still wrong! Do it again!”

As if understanding my meaning, Delilah immediately prostrated herself, her head nearly touching the floor. Her plump buttocks raised, presenting a tempting view.

“Forgive me, my love!” she groaned, now with a more desperate tone. “I’m just your dick-thirsty stepmother! I’m not worthy of telling you what to do! I beg you… Please fill my pussy with your big cock! I need it like I need air!”

“I can’t hear you,” I said, savoring every second of her humiliation.

“PLEASE!” she screamed now, her voice breaking between acting and genuine despair. “PLEASE, I’M BEGGING YOU! USE ME! MAKE ME YOUR TOY! I WANT YOUR BIG COCK TO DESTROY MY EMPTY WOMB!”

I couldn’t take it anymore. “Take off all your clothes,” I growled. “Turn around and bend over. Show your daughter, who’s watching over there, what a slut you’ve become.”

With quick movements, Delilah shed every piece of her clothing until she was completely naked. Her beautiful body was fully exposed. Then, as commanded, she turned and bent over, presenting her huge, plump buttocks and the perfect curve they formed. She even shook her hips with a deliberately teasing motion.

“Please… take me from behind,” she pleaded, looking back over her shoulder with a pitiful gaze. “I need to be taken like a bitch in heat!”

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I quickly freed my rock-hard cock from my pants. Activating [Lustful Touch] to heighten her sensations, I gripped her full hips firmly. Then, without further ceremony, I thrust deeply into her wet cunt with one powerful motion.

“AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!” Delilah screamed, her body arching violently. Even after the thorough pounding last night, the tightness of this world’s strongest woman’s pussy was incredible. Every fold gripped my shaft tightly, as if sucking me in deeper.

[Delilah’s Sexual Arousal increased to 24 (+5)]

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I ignored the notifications and immediately set a brutal rhythm.

“Walk! Towards that table!” I ordered, continuing to pound into her from behind.

“Ahh! Nngh! W-What!?” she gasped, trying to keep her balance.

“Walk! To the flower vase on the table! Show it how its mother has become a whore for me!”

Struggling, while I continued to thrust into her, Delilah began to stagger towards the table. Each of her steps was accompanied by the impact of my hips, making her stumble. Her hoarse moans and ragged breaths filled the room.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! SCHLAP!

The sound of our skin colliding and the wet sounds of her cunt echoed in the chamber.

“Aahh! Nngh! Yes… son…!” she moaned, her hands scrambling for something to hold onto. I thrust deeper, making her stagger.

“Do you like it, Mom?” I asked sarcastically, slapping her swaying buttocks.

SMACK!

“AAAAHH! YES! I LIKE IT!” she screamed, now with an intensity that was almost indistinguishable from pretense and reality. “I LOVE BEING RAPED BY MY OWN STEP-SON! I LOVE BEING USED LIKE A WHORE! MY PUSSY IS ONLY FOR YOU, ADAM! ONLY FOR YOUR BIG COCK!”

We kept moving closer to the table with the flower vase containing the hidden camera. When we were close enough, I suddenly grabbed both her arms, pulling them behind her back, forcing her to bend over even deeper. Now she was completely helpless, relying only on her trembling knees to support her body.

“NOW, SCREAM LOUDER FOR THE CAMERA!” I barked, speeding up my rhythm. “LET YOUR DAUGHTER SEE WHAT A SLUT HER MOTHER IS!”

“AAAAAHHH!!! I’M A SLUT! I’M A WHORE!” Delilah shrieked, her voice hoarse and tearful. “GWEN! LOOK! LOOK AT YOUR MOMMY NOW! MOMMY IS BEING RAPED BY ADAM! AND I LOVE IT! HERE, LOOK AT MY PUSSY GETTING POUNDED! AAHH!! NNGGHH!! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING AGAIN!”

Her pussy pulsed and throbbed, clenching my shaft as if trying to milk it. Her fluids gushed out, soaking her thighs and the floor. I felt my own orgasm approaching.

“TAKE THIS, YOU SLUTTY MOTHER!” I roared, pushing as deep as I could and releasing a hot burst of my semen directly into her womb. “TAKE ALL YOUR SON’S SPERM!”

Delilah let out a long, piercing scream, her body convulsing uncontrollably.

“AAAAAKKKHHH!!! ALL OF IT! I’LL TAKE IT! I LOVE IT! MY PUSSY IS NOW FULL OF MY OWN STEP-SON’S SPERM! GWEN! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!”

Her head was thrown back, her golden hair a mess. Tears streamed down her cheeks—a mixture of deep shame and physical pleasure forced by my skill. Her mouth hung open, emitting incoherent moans and whimpers.

Even after emptying my balls into her womb, my cock remained erect and throbbing hard, as if unsatisfied. My maximum Libido truly made me like a tireless sex machine. I could feel my heavy testicles already starting to produce a new supply at an unnatural speed.

While continuing to pump slowly but deeply inside her still-quivering pussy, I turned Delilah’s head so she was facing directly towards the hidden camera in the flower vase.

“Now, talk to Gwen,” I hissed in her ear, my voice ragged. “Tell her what you’re feeling…”

Delilah, her face still wet with tears and sweat, nodded obediently. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her voice hoarse and filled with forced lust.

“G-Gwen…!” she cried out, her body jolting with each thrust of my hips. “A-Ahh! Sweetie…! L-Look at your mommy…! Nngh! I… I feel… so damn… amazing…! Aahh!”

Her hands grabbed her own plump breasts and shook them, showing how her large mounds swayed wildly with every impact.

“H-His big cock…! Nngh! I-I’ve never… felt like this…! G-Gwen…! Aahh! Come home…! Nngh! Come to the house…! F-Feel it for yourself…! Ahh! How… Adam… can make us… women… so… NNNGGGHHH…!!!”

I laughed loudly, hearing her lewd pleas.

“Wrong, Mom! Shouldn’t you be asking for help? Shouldn’t you be screaming to be saved from your sick stepson?”

Delilah’s expression shifted, mixing pretense with real desperation.

“H-Help…! G-Gwen…! Aahh! Help… save… your mommy…! Nngh! From… Adam’s… big cock…! I… I… can’t take it… anymore…! Aahh! H-He’s too… good…! I… I’ve become… a whore…! Nngh! Please…! Aahh! Save me… before… I… completely… become… my stepson’s… sex slave…! NNNGGGHHH…!!!”

Her vulgar words and the betrayal of her own daughter aroused me even more. I felt my second orgasm approaching. I wrapped my arm around her neck from behind, choking her slightly, while also holding her limp body up to prevent her from collapsing. The rhythm of my thrusts became faster, more brutal, and uncontrolled.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! SCHLAP!

The wet sounds of our bodies echoed in the room. Her large, voluptuous breasts swung wildly with each thrust, creating mesmerizing waves of flesh.

“Show your best expression for Gwen!” I snarled, pushing her until she almost fell forward onto the table. “Let her know how broken her mother is!”

Delilah, with her last bit of strength and forced obedience, raised both her hands. Her beautiful, elegant face was now distorted into a perfect ahegao expression—eyes rolled back, mouth wide open with tongue lolling out, drool dripping from the corner of her lips. Both her hands formed ’peace’ signs next to her brightly flushed cheeks, an innocent-looking pose that was utterly vulgar in this context.

“AAAHHH!!! I’M CUM!!! I’M CUMMING AGAIN!!! MY PUSSY… IS RUINED… FILLED WITH MY STEP-SON’S… SPERM!!! GWEN…! HELP… BUT… AAHH… IT’S… IT FEELS SO GOOD…!!! I… I… NNNGGGHHH…!!!”

Simultaneously with her broken scream, I reached my climax for the second time. I thrust as deep as possible and released my second volley of semen, filling her already-full womb until it felt overflowing.

“TAKE IT AGAIN… YOU… SLUT… MOTHER…!” I roared, firing every last drop.

Delilah shrieked hysterically, her body convulsing uncontrollably. Her pussy pumped and contracted. Her own juices gushed out in a torrent, mixing with my previous semen, soaking both our thighs and the floor beneath us.

She held that pose for a few moments, as if frozen at the peak of pleasure and humiliation, giving her best performance for the camera and her eldest daughter who was watching.

I took a deep breath, my hard cock slowly pulling out of her with a wet sound, followed by a gush of the mixed fluids of my sperm and her juices flowing freely down her thighs.

[Your Dominance over Delilah Increases to 66%]

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