Another rendezvous

Vel woke up in complete darkness, a sister on either side of him. It took him a few moments to fully get his bearings. He was in Ella’s room, the three of them had ended up cuddled up in the middle of the bed and they must have all fallen asleep. Almost no light was coming in through the window, but his eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness. It must be late indeed. Something was nagging at him, he felt like there was something he should do. Vel just sat there silently in the dark for a bit, listening to his sisters soft breathing and the rain pattering against the window. Rain! That was it, rain at night. He tried to very carefully climb over Ella to get out of the bed, but of course it woke her up. Vel was on all fours above her when her eyes blinked open. “Wha- who? Vel? Do you want to fuck me again?” She seemed half asleep still. “I’m pretty tired bu-bu-bu-“ She yawned. “But you can fuck me anytime, no need to stop if I fall back asleep.” He gently kissed her. “Just go back to sleep, Baby, there’s something Daddy needs to take care of.” She nodded and closed her eyes, already drifting back to sleep.

A few minutes later Vel was hobbling down the corridors fully dressed, and this time he knew exactly where he was going. Ella’s quarters were further away from the sitting room with the glass in the ceiling than his own, so he had to hobble for a bit longer. His leg was starting to pain him at last, but he didn’t mind, it had performed above all expectations today.

He had barely hobbled his way into the room when his mother rose from the same chair she’d been sitting in last time and turned to him with a smile. “I was hoping you’d come, Velas. Come here.” She walked towards him, arms out for a hug. He hobbled to meet her, accepting the embrace and putting his free arm around her. His mother laid her head on his should and took a deep breath, as if smelling him. “My, you must have been perspiring a lot in your sleep, Son, you smell very… Manly.” He was of course very sweaty from his sexual escapades and sleeping in between two warm naked bodies, but his mother did not need to know that. She kissed his cheek before pulling her head and upper body back a bit while still maintaining the embrace. As she smiled up at him, Vel moved his free hand off her back and in between their torsos, groping her chest over her robe. She laughed. “You couldn’t resist Mommy’s breasts for even a minute, could you?” Vel smiled back, never ceasing his groping. “When they’re this magnificent, can anyone really blame me? And besides, you don’t mind, do you?” She took one hand off his back and began unbuttoning the front of her robe. “Of course I do not mind, Baby. Mommy would never deny you access to her breasts, they are all yours.” His mother referring to herself as mommy didn’t feel strange to him even after the earlier lovemaking session with Adi and Ella. He called them mommy in different ways. When he called Adi mommy, he did so the way a parent might refer to their spouse as mommy when talking to their children. With his mother, she was quite literally his mommy.

Lady Rienne popped open one more button and shrugged her shoulders a bit, allowing her breasts to fall free. Vel immediately went for a nipple with his hand, tweaking it. His mother seemed delighted. “Mommy knows what her big boy likes.” She sure did. He bent his knees a bit and slightly leaned forward, allowing him to latch onto one of her nipples. She giggled and gently stroked his hair. His free hand was holding the underside of the same breast he was sucking on, gently caressing and squeezing. His mother’s breasts were truly in a league of their own. The largest he had ever seen, yet still so firm and with barely any sag despite her age. Having wet nurses to help alleviate some of the burden of nursing had no doubt helped, but it was still incredible. And he knew she had handled some of the nursing herself, he had some very vague memories of watching baby Ella nursing from these divine gifts.

The way he was standing displeased his already strained bad leg, and he winced and wobbled as a cramp shot up from his poor excuse for a foot all the way to his buttock. He latched off his mother’s nipple and cursed. “Fuck, ouch!” Rather than scold him for the foul language, as he might have expected his mother to do, she completely ignored it and reacted with nothing but genuine concern. “What’s wrong, Baby, is it your leg?” He nodded. “A cramp, I need to sit down.” He was gritting his teeth as she led him over to the same couch they’d used last time and sat herself down first. “Sit? Nonsense, my big boy needs to lay down in my lap and let Mommy make him feel better again.” That did sound a lot better than sitting.

Moments later his head was in his mother’s lap, her hand was stroking his hair, and her nipple was back in his mouth while he groped her other breast with both hands. The cramp was all but forgotten. “That’s a good boy, such a good boy for Mommy.” He was content to stay like this for a bit without pushing for anything more. Both because it was quite nice, and also because it would give him the opportunity to use suggestion.

While his mother kept stroking his hair and whispering sweet nothings, he used fracture on her unsuspecting mind. It once again took a lot of power. Vel had decided to forego entrance this time, both to conserve energy and because he was loathe to interrupt what his mother was doing. He had reinforced his suggestions from last time only once and knew they were not yet fully integrated into her mind, but they seemed to be working well enough. So, should he spend a decent chunk of his reserves reinforcing them first, or move straight onto new suggestions? He nibbled at Lady Rienne’s nipple a little as he considered it, causing her to moan. He was a pretty strong believer in the idea that if you were going to do something, you might as well put in the time and effort to do it right. He would reinforce the old ones first, even if it meant he’d only be able to make one or two new suggestions. It went smoothly, and the third time turned out to be the charm, as everything was fully accepted at last.

Now, what should the new ones be? He had to make them count, as he only had a couple in him at most, but he also couldn’t afford them getting rejected. He would start by playing it safe. Earlier when he and his mother had hugged, he’d had the urge to grope not just her chest but also her butt. He’d refrained though, as he’d never instructed her to be okay with that. If my darling son wants to see or touch any part of my body, that is his right as the scion of this house and my favorite child, and I should do my utmost to fulfill those desires for him. It sank right in and was accepted, as he had expected it would. The framing had probably helped. Now for the next and almost certainly last one. He doubted he’d be able to get her ready for full on sex, so what else could he do? Should he just try to get her ready for sex with her son, as it had the highest possible upside, and settle for another handjob while nursing if it failed?

He thought about it for a few more minutes while his mother continued to pamper him and he continued to fondle and suck on her. His earlier fun with Ella gave him an idea that he thought would have a good chance of being accepted and which excited him to no end. My breasts exist to serve my son and his needs, I should use them or let him use them in any way he wants. It sank in, taking with it almost all that was left of his reserves. It had probably been worth it though. He gave Lady Rienne’s nipple one last flick with his tongue before latching off. “Mother, I’m rock hard again, it’s quite uncomfortable.” That was certainly true. While still smiling, his mother put a hand on the outline of his manhood. “Oh my, you certainly are my big boy. Do you want Mommy to help you with that again, Baby?” He definitely did. “Yes, that would be great, but could you use these lovely breasts of yours this time?” She seemed momentarily surprised, but her smile quickly returned. “Of course, Sweetie. They exist for your pleasure.”

Seconds later he was sat up on the couch, trousers around his ankles, and his gorgeous mother on her knees in front of him. She was smiling up at him, her magnificent boobs on full display. “Let Mommy get everything nice and wet for you first.” She spat in her hand then rubbed it into the cleft between her ample breasts. The sight of his always prim and proper lady of a mother on her knees and rubbing spit on her tits was so hot Vel thought he could have probably cum then and there if he wanted. She spat in her hand again and this time grabbed hold of his cock and started gently stroking and twisting it, both stimulating him and spreading the saliva. “Oh, gods, your hand feels so good, Mother.” She smiled again and shuffled closer. “I know something that will feel even better, Baby.”

Lady Rienne lifted her breasts up with her hands and plopped them onto his thighs, enveloping his manhood completely. The sensation was beyond words, even before she started moving. “Do Mommy’s tits feel good around your huge cock, Son?” He nodded and sighed. “So very good, but I’d like you to star jerking me off with them.” She spat down into her cleavage one last time before grabbing the sides of her boobs tighter, squishing them together around his dick more firmly, and rhythmically moving them up and down.

Vel groaned, it felt amazing. Her breasts were so big, his large manhood never even peeked out of all that titflesh. And the sound it made, it was so indecent, and his mother was the cause of it. That made it so much hotter. “Oh fuck, Mother, that feels divine.” She looked very pleased with herself and once again didn’t even chide him for his foul language. “That makes me happy, Son. Make sure to tell Mommy whenever you want her to do this for you. I always will, whenever and wherever you want me to.” Oh shit, that was hot. “Thanks, Mommy, I will.” She picked up the pace a little, and something occurred to Vel. He had yet to see his mother fully naked. She should be okay with getting naked for him after his most recent suggestions, so he could fix that.

“Mommy, could you do something for me?” She didn’t stop but slowed the pace a little. “Of course, Baby, anything.” He liked the sound of that, even if it wasn’t true just yet. “Could you stand up and get completely naked for me? I want to see your whole beautiful body.” She laughed a little. “Oh silly boy, you don’t have to ask for that. Anytime you want Mommy naked, just tell me.” She stood up and opened her gown the rest of the way from just below her breasts to her crotch, letting it drop to the floor.

The sight of his completely naked mother standing in front of him without showing an ounce of shame was simply glorious. She hadn’t even been wearing undergarments, how scandalous. “By the gods, Mother, your body…” He trailed off, truly rendered speechless. His reaction seemed to greatly please his mother. She shook her chest a little making it jiggle. “You like seeing your Mommy completely naked for your pleasure, Baby?” He nodded, still at a loss for words. “Do you want Mommy to turn around for you?” Another nod. She chuckled and turned.

Her ass was magnificent. Big, yet not saggy and quite bouncy. He reached out to first lightly smack then grab it. His mother let out a delighted squeal. “Ah. Good boy, you’re learning that you don’t need to ask. Mommy’s body is all yours, touch all you want.” He wanted to touch a lot. Vel grabbed a cheek in each hand and made them jiggle. The sight was hypnotic. Pulling them apart, he got a view of a lovely pink asshole. No way she was ready for that, but it was a nice sight. “Turn around for me again,” She complied, and he his eyes homed in on her sex this time. It was pretty and pink, with only a little bit of red hair right above it. She noticed where his eyes were. “Are you looking at where you came from, Sweetie?” She moved her hands down and spread her lips with her fingers. “Make sure to get a good look, Baby.” He was blown away, and also about ready to blow. “Titjob again, now.” She grinned at his demanding tone and got back on her knees.

The slapping and squishing sounds produced by his mother jerking him off with her tits echoed around the sitting room, interspersed with Vel’s moans and groans and his mother’s words of praise. “That’s my good boy, are you going to cum for Mommy soon?” He groaned. “Fuck. Yes, I am, Mommy. I want you take my load on your huge tits.” She sped up again. “Ooooh, you’re going to let me have you whole load just for me? Such a good boy, I am such a lucky Mommy.” His non-crippled thigh started quivering. “Oooh, my big boy is trembling, you must be very close. Go on, cum for me. Cum for your Mommy.” He did, blowing his load in between her breasts as she kept pumping him. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming on your tits, Mommy!”

When he was fully spent his mother got up again, letting his limp manhood fall free. She pulled her breasts apart to show him the cum he had deposited in between. “My, my. Look at this big load. What do you want Mommy to do with it?” He felt genuinely sorry for everyone else who would never experience being the heir. “Rub it into your tits, and don’t clean it off until you’d usually have your next bath.” She immediately began rubbing his cum all over her chest. “Okay, Sweetie, whatever you want.”

They chatted a bit more after that, but both she and Vel were quite tired, and the rain had long since stopped. So eventually they said goodnight and shared a long and lingering goodnight kiss before Lady Rienne headed back to her own quarters and Vel hobbled back towards Ella’s.