“I am your mother! King or not!” She yelled and stumbled away from me.
“Yes, but whether you are queen depends on my own decision.” I smirked. My mother’s face turned red with fury. She stormed out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. “Fuck.’ I held my forehead trying to figure out what I’d just done. I exited the room and asked the guard which direction she had gone he pointed me to the eastern wing. I searched the castle for my mother for hours before giving up. She was nowhere to be found.
Finally as the sun began to set I returned to my bedroom defeated. I was surprised to find my mother sitting on my bed. She had changed into a dark blue dress that matched her eyes. She looked up at me with scorn filling her deep blue eyes. I stripped down to my shirt and boxers all the while she remained silently glaring at me.
“What will you do with me?’ She asked.
“I want to keep you as my queen but you don’t seem to like that idea.” I said.
“I will not have relations with my own son.” She said sternly.
“A queen’s duty is to please the king at his will. You cannot be queen without fulfilling all your duties.” I said.
“ I will never have sex with my son.” She said.
“Then theres nothing I can do.” I said. “Now will you please leave ‘my’ room?” At hearing that her eyes widened, this was no longer her bedroom it was now mine.
I sat down on the bed and pointed her to the open door. She walked to it and paused at the doorway. She closed the door and remained inside. She walked over to the bed and climbed on top of me. She sat facing me, staring at me with pure hatred.
“I will never forgive you for this.” She said. My mother pulled her dress down, first exposing her shoulders, until it fell just below her breasts. They were larger than I had imagined all these years. They were firm and well rounded, the type only a matured woman could have developed. I reached out for them but she stopped me. She held onto my hands and said. “If you do this then I am no longer your mother.”
I brought her closer to me allowing my lips to press against her ripe breasts; I sucked at her enthusiastically, circling her nipple with my tongue. My hands moved down her body and I squeezed her voluptuous ass. My mother couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
“Why mother are you enjoying yourself?” I smirked.
‘I told you I am not your mother anymore.” She said. “My name is Giada.”
“That’s a beautiful name.’ I said.
“Thank you.” She whispered as she looked away while I sucked at her other breast.
Suddenly the door burst opened and the captain of my guard came running inside. My Mother shrieked and pulled her dress back up, covering herself quickly. The guard stopped in his footsteps, stunned to find the King sucking on his own mother’s breasts.
“What is it?” I yelled.
“There’s an emergency in the city, it requires your immediate attention sir.” He said.
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