Mommy dearest

Vel had decided he wanted to spend the night with Lady Rienne. He had yet to spend a whole night in his mother’s embrace and found the idea rather appealing. He would also have breakfast in easy reach when he awoke, which would be neat.

He made his way to her quarters and softly rapped his knuckles on the door. “Come in.” The reply was muffled by the door, but Vel thought his mother sounded kind of tired. That was confirmed when he opened the door and she, with his back to him, kept going in that tired tone. “What is it? I believe I left instructions to not be disturbed an-“ Rienne’s words died on her lips as she turned around and saw her son. The weariness on her face washed away to be replaced by a radiant smile. “Oh, Baby, its you. Come here.” Clad in only her evening gown she pulled him into a warm embrace.

“I am sorry, Mother, if you wish to be left alone I can-“ She shushed him. “Oh nonsense. That instruction was for the servants, Mommy will always be available for you whenever you need her. And for whatever you need her.” The last sentence she had basically whispered into his ear. He felt himself harden in his trousers. His mother had clearly intended just that, as she quickly reached down and started gently stroking him through the fabric. “Oh yes, Mommy knows just what her boy needs.” She pulled back a little from the hug, still stroking him, and opened the front of her gown with her free hand.

The sight of his mother’s bare bosom in all its glory never diminished, he would never tire of it. Lady Rienne wasted no time in guiding his head to her nipple, and Vel likewise wasted no time in greedily sucking. She moaned in delight as the first spurt of milk hit his tongue. “Ooooh, yesss. That’s my good baby, that’s my good baby boy.”

They spent a few minutes like that, just standing in the middle of the room while Vel drank from his mother’s breast, and she stroked the back of his head with one hand and his cock through his trousers with the other. It was nice, very nice, but the heir always wanted more. He latched off. “Disrobe and get on the bed.” It was a far more commanding tone than he usually took with her, but his mother seemed to delight in it. “Oh, so demanding. I love what a big man my baby has grown into.” She shrugged the gown off her shoulders, revealing her completely nude form. Vel was turned on to the point where he almost lunged for her, but he held himself back while his mother sauntered over to the bed, hips swaying seductively, and draped herself across it. Her knees were initially together, her legs closed, but she spread them wide open after just a few seconds. “Come then, Baby, come take what is yours.”