The Queen pleasures her son

"Oh, Marcus..." The Queen sniffled, tears dripping down her pale cheeks. She looked so miserable that Marcus felt like crying too. The warm, aching satisfaction of finally cumming after all that teasing had ebbed away, leaving him feeling empty. He just wanted to hug his sobbing Mother, but these awful bonds wouldn't let him, and with Jenny kneeling beside his body he didn't even dare try. She'd get so mad if he showed the Queen any affection now, no matter how much he wanted to. It all felt so unfair and awful.

"Clean up this mess, Mother." Jenny waved her hand at the pearly cum in a thick puddle on the young prince's belly. Their Mother paused, glancing over the bed. "With your tongue, you stupid girl." Jenny snapped. "Be nice and thorough too, because until you've gone and earned it that's the only way you're going to get any of your son's cum." Her cheeks flushed pink, the Queen didn't hesitate. Marcus yelped in shock as his Mother scrambled up onto the bed beside him and leant over his body. In moments she had her face over his belly, and her warm tongue was tickling over his skin, lapping up the spilt cum like it was the most delicious thing she'd ever tasted. "That's right, Mother." Jenny purred, reaching out a hand to gently stroke the Queen's trembling back. "Do what I say and you get to play with dear Marcus." The young prince sniffled wetly, his heart aching with guilt as he felt his Mother tenderly lick along his ticklish flanks. He could hardly believe this was the strong, dignified woman who'd raised him. Worse, it all his fault. If he hadn't been so stupid and hesitated over letting her free like an idiot, his Mother wouldn't be doing any of this! "Good girl." Jenny cooed, as the Queen hungrily slurped up the last few drops of cum. "See? Not so difficult is it? Now, I need him hard again so I can ride him. I could do it myself, but since you're being so obedient Mother I figured I'd give you the chance. Ask me nicely, and you can taste your son's cock as well."

The Queen glanced up, her tongue flickering over her lips as she cleaned away the last few drops of cum. A little shudder passed down her body, the scarlet of her cheeks darkening. Her eyes swum with a mixture of shame and anticipation. On her heaving chest, her big, round boobs tremble and quivered with her gasping breaths, her nipples so hard they looked like they could cut glass. Marcus couldn't stop his gaze from flickering down between her legs, where her pink pussy was swollen and drenched with glistening juices. His nose wrinkled as he smelt the musk of her arousal. Had tasting his cum turned her on that much?

"Genevieve..." She moaned. "Please, don't make me..."

"Come on Mother." Jenny interrupted, leaning over. One of her hands landed on the Queen's trembling thigh. Their Mother moaned again, but didn't move to stop her daughter, even when Jenny's fingers brushed in towards her plump, swollen pussy. "I can feel how wet you are." Jenny purred, like a satisfied tiger. "You want to suck his cock, don't you? Look at it, so cute and small and pink. It's all you want, right? Just ask me nicely, and you can, I promise. No more punishment. You just have to be a good girl and obey me." The Queen shuddered as her daughter's fingers brushed tenderly over her pussy. Her eyes were fixed on Marcus' soft cock, wide and ****. The young prince watched, his head spinning. He felt so lost and confused, but at the same time he couldn't look away. There was something so naughty and enticing about his beautiful Mother and Sister behaving this way, no matter that he knew he should be horrified. There wasn't anything he could do to stop this anyway, right?

"Please, Genevieve, can I make him hard again for you?" The Queen gasped, the words spilling from her lips like she couldn't hold them back any longer.

"You can, dear Mother." Jenny drawled, thrusting a finger inside the Queen's drenched pussy. Their Mother's hungry moan filled the air, making the young prince's ears burn. He'd never imagined she could sound like that, so needy and ****. It made his soft dick tingle and ache. "So long as you stop when I tell you to stop." His sister continued. "I want him nice and hard before I ride him, so he's not to cum, understand?" The Queen nodded frantically, her lips trembling as her daughter's fingers worked tenderly in and out of her swollen slit. "Go ahead, Mother."

With a gasping yelp, the Queen darted forward, leaning hurriedly over her son's crotch. Marcus yelped in shock as he felt his Mother's warm, wet mouth inhale his soft cock, taking it to the hilt. Her tongue was licking everywhere she could reach, like she wanted to taste every inch of him as quickly as she could. She sucked and slobbered frantically, drool leaking from her lips to trickle down onto the skin of his pelvis. No matter that this was his own Mother, the young prince moaned in hoarse pleasure, his little dick stiffening between her lips. She made a hungry squeal of delight as he got hard, his hips wriggling in the bonds. Oh...it felt so good! She wanted him so badly, sucking frantically at his swollen head, her tongue lapping up the drops of pre-cum dribbling from his tip. Her blue eyes were fixed on his face all the while, staring up from his crotch. They burned with wet desire, not a hint of shame or hesitation in that hungry stare. Marcus gazed back at her, watching in wonder as his own Mother pumped her face up and down his stiff dick.

"You call that a blowjob, Mother?" Jenny chuckled coldly. She still had a hand between their Mother's thighs, working her fingers in and out the Queen's pussy. "You've got no idea what you're doing." She sneered. "No wonder Father got tired of you and started visiting whores instead. Or maybe he just realized you didn't want him. After all you're just a helpless little slut for your own son's dick, aren't you?" The Queen's cheeks flushed even darker, but she kept going, her tender lips and tongue sending waves of hot pleasure crackling through the wriggling prince. He thrust his hips as much as he could, eager to get even more of his throbbing dick inside the warmth of her mouth. "Enough." Jenny snapped suddenly. "I said enough." Her hand darted up and smacked their Mother hard across the butt. With a pained squeal, the Queen darted back, sitting up on the bed and giving Jenny a hurt glare. Her lips were trembling, saliva leaking from her mouth. "Greedy little slut." Jenny sneered. She reached up and slapped their Mother hard across the face, the Queen's head snapping to one side. Marcus yelped in shock, fighting his bonds. No...she couldn't hurt their Mother! "You do what I tell you, Mother." Jenny continued viciously. "Especially when I'm generous enough to let you touch him." She reached up again and grabbed their Mother by the nipple, giving it a sharp, vicious twist that drew a helpless squeal from the Queen's lips.

"Jenny please." Marcus squeaked shrilly. "Don't hurt her!" Jenny let their Mother go and turned to glare down at him.

"Quiet, Marcus." She snapped. "I'm teaching her a lesson. And right now you're not to talk! You're just a toy to get me off. That's all you deserve! In fact, I'm not letting you say anything else." She turned back to their Mother. "Are you going to be good now, naughty Mother?" She asked coldly. The Queen nodded hurriedly, nursing her boob with one trembling hand. "Then you can sit on Marcus' face while I ride him, make sure he doesn't say anything else stupid. You can rub yourself all over him, but you're not to cum unless I decide you've earned it. Do you get that? Or are you going to be a bad girl and make me send you away from him?"

"No Genevieve, I understand!" Their Mother nodded frantically, that moment of defiance vanished like it had never been. Marcus whimpered softly from the bed. It was shocking to see in person just how easily the threat of splitting them apart made his Mother wilt. Again, he couldn't help but feel this was all his fault. If he'd been brave and strong enough to stop Jenny in the first place, none of this would have happened! Now there was nothing he could do, even as his Mother obediently shuffled forward and lifted herself up over his face, ready to ride him as his Sister's command. The two smooth, perfect cheeks of her big butt hovered above him, and her wet pussy barely an inch above his trembling lips, still dribbling liquid onto her jiggling thighs. Marcus moaned hoarsely as he felt his stiff dick throb at the delicious sight. No matter that this was his own Mother, he couldn't stop himself from longing to taste her.

Jenny was moving too, kneeling over his crotch and lining up her pussy with his dick. He squealed shrilly as he felt her callused fingers grab his erection firmly by the base. She'd been so tender and careful when she did this last night, when he hadn't upset her, but now she seized him tightly, squeezing his dick in a possessive grip. Somehow that just made him even harder, his hips wriggling and frantic little moans escaping his lips.

"Okay little brother." She growled, her voice rumbling with hot lust. "Time to make you mine."