The next one

The next one he found wasn’t a daughter though, it was a mother. His mother, and the mother of the daughter he had just fucked. He’d had to walk a bit further away from the coastline to find her, but they were still on the beach, even if some vegetation poked out of the sand here and there.

Lady Rienne was lying on her back and reading a book, her body as naked as Vel’s and Junea’s. That was one of the great things about this little archipelago, it was always warm enough to be naked. And with the many blessings his powers bestowed, none of them needed to fear the dangers of the sun.

Vel’s classy Lady mother had of course had the servants bring her a blanket to recline on. No sandy crack for her. The gorgeous curvy redhead stirred as she heard his approach, putting the book aside and beaming at him.

“Hey, Baby." she said, setting her book aside before turning to smile adoringly up at him.

"How did you know it was me?"

"Are you kidding? In my mind you blaze even brighter than the sun. I would never not know when you are close."

Vel smiled as he stepped closer yet, drinking in the sight of his wife and mother’s majestic nude form.

“And even with an ocean of gorgeous women from all across the world at my feet, none have a pair of tits as sexy as yours.”

Chuckling she weakly threw the book at him, missing terribly and hitting nothing but sand.

“You ass! Here I was being sweet, and you have to ruin it by being all crude!”

Her smile made her efforts to seem upset rather futile, as did the obvious moisture building between her legs.

“Your act would be more convincing if you could stop yourself from growing wetter than the ocean.”

His mother made a show of looking around her.

“Blast, I am out of projectiles.”

Vel’s smile became a predatory grin.

“That means I can safely make my attack then!”

He coiled his legs and leaped forward, landing on his hand knees above his laughing and squealing mother. She struggled weakly under him, slapping his chest and writhing a little.

It was as futile as it was half-hearted, Vel had no issue pinning her down and sliding himself into the wetness he had once come out of. Lady Rienne didn’t even try to fight the moans of pleasure.

“How could I have raised such ahhhhhh savage that would **** himself upon his own mother? And why does it feel so fucking gooooood?!

As fun as it had been, his mother clearly didn’t have it in her to continue to pretend. Her lips found his and her hand pushed on the back of his head, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

When they finally pulled their faces apart Vel raised his upper body, putting him in a better position to really pound his mother. She beamed up at him again.

“Aahhhh, such a goooood, aaaaaah good booooy!”

Her tone sure had changed.

Vel loved this, loved being able to claim his own mother in out in the open like this without any worry. That wasn’t exactly new anymore, but the thrill of it had yet to wear off.

They kept rutting for a while, the blanket becoming all messy and crumpled. Vel wasn’t growing tired or exhausted, he rarely did anymore, but he still felt like a little top up was in order.

He leaned forward again, sucking his mother’s nipple into his mouth. She moaned and grabbed the back of his head.

“That’s my gooood booooy!”

She’d not been without milk for something like two decades now, but neither of them had tired of this. Milk accounted for a significant part of Vel’s diet, and his mother’s probably made up the lion’s share.

Vel eventually righted himself, wanting to get back to properly pounding his lady mother. Her moans immediately grew louder as he applied more **** again, she was close.

“You ready to cum on your son’s cock, Mother?”

She barely managed to **** out a reply as her climax claimed her.

“YEEEEEEEEES!”

Moments later Vel and his lady mother were cuddled up on the blanket. He was once again nursing while she lovingly stroked his hair, his seed slowly trickling out of her.

“Thank you, Baby, that was amazing. You’re such a good son, finding time to fuck your old mother even with all these pretty young things running around.”

Vel couldn’t let that slide, he latched off.

“Mom, stop that. You’re perfect and sexy as fuck. I meant what I said earlier, your tits have no equal.”

She smiled at him, only a small hint of exasperation in her expression.

“Thank you, Sweetie. That was sweet, if still a bit crude.”

Vel gave his smiling mother a quick peck on the lips then jumped to his feet.

“Okay, that was fun, now let’s get in the water!”

His mother laughed and shook her head.

“Hah, first you ravish me and then you want to drag me into the ocean. No way, I am quite comfortable here.”

He was not prepared to take no for an answer. Vel could of course just order her, she would obey anything if he made it clear it was a command, but where was the fun in that?

“Come on, Mother, what is the point of this paradise if you don’t make use of it?”

“I am making use of it! I am enjoying the sun while reading a good book!”

Vel scoffed.

“Books are great but can be enjoyed anywhere at any time. Crystal clear tropical waters warmer than my piss cannot!”

Lady Rienne was clearly not convinced, luckily Vel had an idea.

“Besides, you need to clean yourself now that I’ve gotten sand all over you.”

Looking confused, she examined herself. She was sweaty and flushed, but there was no sand on her body.

“What do you mean? You didn’t get any sand on me…”

She trailed off as understanding dawned on her face. Vel bent down to pick up a handful of sand.

“Oh no, don’t you dare! You might be my lord and master, but if you throw that at me, I swear I will- AHHHH!”

She exclaimed and flinched as Vel pretended to throw it, actually letting the sand drop out of his hand behind him as he wound up. His mother huffed.

“Fine, fine! I clearly won’t bet to enjoy my book in peace anyway. Let’s get into this precious water of yours. But not the ocean, let’s go to the nearest stream.”

A number of rivers and streams ran across this island, eventually ending in the ocean. They were mostly slow moving, clear, and warm. Excellent for bathing in other words. Vel and his mother made their way to a nearby one, in which some enterprising individual long ago had blacked some hewn stone to create a little basin and a place to recline. In addition, this part of the stream ran almost parallel to the coastline, giving them an excellent view of the ocean. Vel preferred the view of his nude mother though.

“Well, you’ve got me in the water, what now?”

Vel reached out and idly toyed with her breasts.

“Now I get to spend some time talking with my beloved mother.”

She beamed at him once again, even if any of her irritation had been genuine, it was all forgotten.

The pair talked about this and that, having a very pleasant time indeed. Occasionally, when his mother took her time explaining something, Vel latched on to get himself a mouthful of milk. When he wasn’t doing that, he was constantly playing with either her tits or ass. Or both. She was, of course, completely used to that.

After a while though, someone walking past in the distance caught Vel’s eye. Lady Rienne, noticing his reaction, turned to see what her son was looking at. She giggled when she spotted her and gave him a light slap on his bare ass.

“Go get her, Son.”