An Incestuous Awakening

Despite your best intentions, the fatigue from the road, from your day in the palace, overwhelms you. Within minutes of settling down into bed with Kara, you find yourself drifting off to sleep.

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You're not quite sure for how long you sleep, but when you come to, you are greeted by the chirping of songbirds.

As you lay on your back, contentedly listening to them, your eyes shut, shielded from the brightness of the Sinnabarrovian dawn, another sensation greets you.

Lips. A mouth, tongue, eagerly working your cock. You remain silent momentarily, simply enjoying the blowjob. As awakenings go, it certainly beat being roused by bandits.

“G'morning, Kara.” You say sleepily, reaching down to stroke the warrior's ginger hair. Only... something feels off...

Opening your eyes, you're greeted not with the sight of Kara, at your groin, but your mother, naked, proudly bearing her true demonic form.

It's all you can do to not bolt upright in bed. There's a savage glint in the demoness' eyes. Clearly, she's savouring the look on your face just as much as another chance to play with your cock.

Panic coursing through your body, you turn your head to the right. By some minor miracle, Kara is still asleep, snoring softly, her body inclined towards you, and the demoness lying, bare-arsed and spreadwing atop you. Kara's facing you in such a way that, should she wake, the unholy, incestuous display before her would be the very first thing she saw.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” You hiss, in your softest whisper. “Get out of here.”

Marissa pulls her head back, letting your semi-erect prick fall from her lips with a plop! that, given the circumstances, seems almost deafening.

“What's the matter, Edward?” Marissa responds quietly. “I thought you loved being woken like this.”

“When we're alone, aye. You need to go. This isn't safe.” You intone frantically, your gaze flipping form Kara, to your mother, and back.

“A little bird tells me Princess Madeleine had a little dinner last night. Drink, ****, debauchery. And you didn't think to invite your dear old mother.” Marissa says, a sadistic glint in her fiery red eyes. “Do you know how hurt I am?”

“You tracked me down, put us both at risk, just for that?” You respond. Fortunately, it would seem that the entertainment of last night, as well as her martial duties, have taken it out of Kara. That, or she's a remarkably heavy sleeper, as she still hasn't been woken by you and Marissa's whispered confrontation.

With remarkable stealth and agility, Marissa pushes herself up and manoeuvres over the mattress.

“I wanted to see this Princess Kara you're so obsessed with, as well.” Marissa admits, crawling past you. “Doesn't look like much to me.”

The demoness comes to a stop crouched over Kara, her sex directly above the princess' face.

“Perhaps I should sit on her face till she wakes.” Marissa muses, pleasuring herself, her demonic cunny scant inches from Kara's lips. “I think that would really give me the measure of this one.”

“Don't.” You say, half a demand, half a plea. “Get out of here, mother!”

Marissa scoffs. Sometimes she let you tell her what to do, other times she exercised her will. This morning, you imagined things would be more complicated.

“I'll go.” Marissa promises, dismounting the Beathan. “But not before I have a little fun...”

The demoness returns to her earlier position, lying slumped over the edge of the bed, over you, ready to suck your cock.

“J-Just go. Now!” You urge Marissa, though you see in her eyes she intends to be difficult.

“I will.” your mother assures, stroking your rock hard cock. “After you give me your seed.”

And with that, Marissa begins sucking you once again, gripping your torso with her taloned hands for support, relishing taking you in this delicate situation.

As mortified as you are, you're still one of the continent's finest degenerates, and your mother's lips do indeed bring you pleasure.

As you find yourself roughly halfway to completion, giving Marissa what she wants, you hear a soft groan to the side of you. It almost sounds like Kara stirring...