Suikoden V - Genso Freyjadour

"What should we do?" whispered Lyon.

"Oh, we could just watch," said Ferid behind her.

"B-but, don't you mind..."

"He seems to be doing perfectly fine," he replied casually. He was doing more than watching, too. His hands had been roaming Lyon's naked body for most of the while they had been watching, in a covered place behind the staircase leading up to the royal quarters. His soft touch all over skin, on her modest breasts, on her back and butt, her thighs, his kisses on her neck and shoulders, were having an effect on her, making her a little giddy even as they watched the Queen rise up from the bath and lie back down on Faroush. There was an effect on the Queen's Knight as well, as Lyon could feel his hardening erection starting to press against her butt. The results of their earlier session of 'training' were still flowing down her thighs, but she, too, was starting to want more. Seeing her Faroush with the Queen...

"Maybe we should go..." she started.

"Now, Lyon, why not just entertain ourselves?" he whispered to her ear, and before she knew it, his erection was prodding her sperm-dripping snatch, and just as quickly, he was in her again.

"C-commander..."

"Hush. Let's just watch, Lyon," he said, his cock starting to probe the young bodyguard's hot nether region. Each slow push into her wet quim brought more of his previous load out, sending new trails of his seed down her thighs.

* * *

Inside his mother's cunt, Faroush's cock was starting to harden again. She was on top of him, riding him with subtle movements, coaching him back to full size.

"Suck your milk from my breasts, Faroush, like you once did," she said to him, and offered her supple tits to him, hanging in front of him with beautiful roundness and fullness. His mouth eagerly latched on, but the milk she sucked from his mother's teat was his own, licking the mound clean of his cum. Then she offered the other one to him and he suckled it with the same eagerness, taking her tits in his hands. He got her mouth sloppy with his own load, but that just prepared him for when she kissed him, his own splooge still matting her face and mouth.

He almost couldn't believe he was holding his naked mother in his hands in a lewd, sordid situation right out of his fantasies, his cock lodged deep in her pussy, his hands caressing her smooth bare back as her boobs pressed against his chest, and they kissed in a very unfamiliar, forbidden way, the tongues of mother and son playing together, sharing the taste of semen between them, and his hands finding her mother's ass, and urging her to ride his cock harder, in her hot and wet and embracing pussy. His balls were already bursting with another load to give her, he wanted at the same time to fill her with his cum and keep fucking her forever.

"Mom, I want to nail you from behind," he uttered excitedly.

"Oh, where did you pick up such language," she said, still riding him, "from Sialeeds? Miakis? Don't tell me it was your father."

"Uhh," mumbled Faroush as Arshtat shifted off from him, thinking back to the things Lyon had said during the heat of their lovemaking.

She crawled off on all fours and stopped some way away, seeming to pause, then she looked back and spread her legs. Her round ass and full thighs were inviting enough, but Faroush's heart jumped with the desire to plunge his cock into her dripping, entrancing pussy, and he rushed up to her, taking a good grip of her ass and driving his needy tool into his mother.

"Oh! So eager..."

* * *

"They saw us!" yelped Lyon in a loud whisper.

"Nah," said Ferid and continued pounding at Lyon's pussy, her thighs now wet with all of his fluids and hers. The slapping sound was getting rather loud as his pace had quickened. She detached, however, and crawled behind a more secluded section of the stairwell wall, and sat up against it on her knees.

"Please let me take care of that, commander," she said, her cheeks flushed.

"I thought you were doing that, already," he commented, stroking his pole, a thick strand of their fluids dripping down from the head. Lyon just opened her mouth and pointed her finger at it.

"I couldn't keep quiet anymore, they'd know for sure if we continued..."

"Oh, alright," Ferid said. "But no swallowing, then, that's the condition."

"On my tits?" she asked.

"The tits it is," he said, and she went to work on her blowjob, taking Ferid's slimy cock into her mouth and lathering it with her tongue and lips, making him sigh quietly in pleasure. The cute teen bodyguard handled Ferid's piece in much the same way as she did with his son, although with less enthusiasm and blushing, dovy-eyed gazes up at him. Where he was standing, he could just barely still see Arshtat and Faroush, and the sight excited him besides Lyon's dutiful and still eager mouth on his penis. He wasn't quite sure how the situation had happened, but now that he was there, he was thinking about how he could bring the four of them together without missing this rare chance for it.

* * *

Faroush was screwing Arshtat with all his vigor, and she was moaning him to continue. Her pussy felt even better than when she had been riding him, and the pleasure coursed through his cock and balls and into his body, and there was nothing that would make him stop. His chest was pressing against her smooth back as he kissed her shoulders and neck and groped her hanging tits, his loins slapping against her motherly butt as he plowed her cunt with his burning shaft. However, it was all getting too much for him.

"Mom! I'm -oh- coming, going to come..."

"--ah-- oh, yes, Faroush, come -unh-, fill your mother's cove with your come, ooh," she replied, barely intelligible.

But then there was a loud groan coming from the direction of the stairwell, so loud that both Faroush and Arshtat stopped, heaving.

Lyon's heart had almost stopped when she heard Ferid's roar, it was so loud that their cover was certainly blown by now, but there was no helping the situation now. Ferid was already coming, still groaning but with less volume, spurting his seed all over her chest while she was stroking him. This was his second time this morning, but still there was so much of it, splashing hotly on her skin. All through it, Lyon only thought of what would happen next, whether they would be found, and how it would look to the Queen and Faroush, her and Ferid with proof of their supposed training session's events all over her breasts. Ferid was shuddering and sighing, glancing down at her, and the spurts of his cock slowed down to drips.