Suikoden V - Genso Freyjadour

"Who's there?!" came Arshtat's strong voice. A moment passed, with Ferid catching his breath, and Lyon going pale. "Show yourselves!" the Queen called again.

"Wait, wait!" Ferid called back, and Faroush was shocked at the voice.

Ferid grabbed Lyon's hand and yanked her up, then he dragged her along and out of the stairwell's cover.

Faroush was shocked even more to see Lyon with his father, and as they came closer, he took in every curve of her naked body, her bashful demeanor, and the cum glistening all over her still developing tits. Suddenly all kinds of sensations overwhelmed him, and he climaxed, starting to ejaculate inside his mother. Instinctively, he started thrusting back and forward, spurting his cum in her pussy, filling her with his seed. Arshtat just let out a surprised sound as she heard him groan and felt him come inside her. This wasn't quite how she had thought it would happen.

Lyon was also surprised at seeing Faroush obviously climaxing inside the Queen, his mother. However, she then absentmindedly took her fingers to her chest, where Ferid's sperm was strewn. As they approached Arshtat and Faroush, Ferid's hand on her butt guiding her forward, she took her fingers to her mouth to taste his cum, as if for a reminder.

"Oh, so that's why you weren't with Faroush," called Arshtat, when they were at speaking distance.

"I'm sorry..." said Lyon, taking her hand down to her side.

"No matter, Lyon. I've been keeping him company."

There was no questioning the Queen's word, seeing as her son was behind her, leaning on her back, trembling and ridden with lust, his normally bright gaze hazy with the pleasure coursing through his body. Lyon's eyes shifted between her beloved Prince, his naked, lean body going through pleasant aftershocks, and the Queen, her face flush with sex and her expression intrigued. And her tits, hanging down so improperly full and sexual in the position she was in, on all fours on the marble tiles of the bath--

"This worked out well, then," said Ferid, apparently to Arshtat. He was not paying any attention to the long strand of aftercum hanging lewdly from his semisoft dick. "Dear Sun, you look beautiful," he gasped, resting his eyes on his wife.

"How went your training with Lyon?" she asked, even as Faroush stood uncertainly behind her, keeping his softening tool in her cum-dripping folds. Lyon was standing by Ferid with her ever-bashful expression, now all the more warranted by her nakedness and the cum coating her chest.

"It was good. She was good." He placed a light kiss on her shoulder, she seemed to note it with a delay, absent-mindedly. His gaze drifted to Faroush, his son looking back at him apprehensively, his hands still on his mother's full buttocks. "So, you've been fucking our son," he noted.

"Oh, no. He's been fucking me," she replied as plainly. She finally got tired of the position and rose up. Now Lyon could appreciate the Queen's full beauty. Her full breasts settled gracefully on her chest, and she seemed to be in perfect ease despite the situation, standing up straight and tall. The position highlighted the feminine curve of her hips and her round thighs, besides drawing attention to the lewd detail of Faroush's cum trailing down from her royal pussy. She then moved behind Faroush and grabbed his now limp, cum-sloppy dick. "He's good, too," she uttered teasingly, looking at Ferid from under her eyebrows.

"Guess you two have been practicing together," said Ferid, while Arshtat was licking her son's cum from her fingers. "How about showing us, too?"

Lyon looked hesitantly at Faroush, who suddenly sprung into action. Before the bodyguard knew it, the Prince was kissing her, and in an instant, she surrendered to the kiss and let herself relax. This was what she had wanted, and it felt so good to have Faroush kissing her, his body near hers, their skin coming into contact. And when he detached and then pressed his lips to her chest, she just enjoyed, enjoyed the touch of his mouth on her breasts, as he licked her nipples clean of his father's cum, enjoyed his touch on her body. Then he kissed him again, his mouth sloppy with Ferid's semen from her tits, and she relished the taste of Ferid's cum as he shared it with her. Then he detached from her again, and gave kisses down her body, ending up at the valley between her legs. Lyon moaned when Faroush gave her nub a slight lick.

"They're doing quite fine," said Arshtat as Ferid approached her. They kissed as well, deeper and more patiently than the teens, hands caressing each other's body. Like Faroush, Ferid lowered his head to lick and kiss Arshtat's full busts, tasting the remainder of Faroush's cum on them. Then he went lower, making sure to give her round stomach plenty of kisses, and came between her thighs, where her sexy silver bush was framing her sloppy pussy. She opened her legs wider, and he licked off a strand of Faroush's cum hanging between her snatch and thigh.

"Naughty, naughty..." she said, excited.

"Just like in the old days," he replied.

"-ah- But not with our son..."

"I'm just glad we have now shared you -mmh, slp-" he said.

Lyon quivered as Faroush licked and kissed her thighs, tasting the mixture of Lyon's juices and his father's sperm there, but not minding it. As he moved up and started licking her recently fucked pussy, she started trembling and moaning, almost squealing. No matter how much he licked, she stayed wet.

"I left her ready for you, son," called Ferid from between Arshtat's legs, licking her full thighs clean of the cum trails.

"Sure," Faroush snarked back, and resumed licking Lyon, now focusing on her clit. She was trembling more, eyes closed, just enjoying what Faroush was doing to her. An all-encompassing heat was filling her body, coursing into her body from between her slender legs, barely holding her up.

"Please... Faroush--Prince, more, I'm going to...ah!" she said, and came standing up, intense sensations flashing in her body, with the pressing, urging need of her clit spreading through, images of Faroush and joy flashing in her mind, moaning helplessly at her release.

"Ohh... wowie..." she uttered, shuddering with the pleasure coursing through her slowly calming body.

Lyon looked down at her knees, and saw the Prince, a big smile on his wet face.

"Oh, Faroush," she said, and kneeled down to him, then kissed him passionately.

"She was beautiful," commented Arshtat.

"Yes, she was," Ferid confirmed.

"Now I want a taste of her," the busty queen said. "And I believe you have some."

With that, Arshtat moved before Ferid had to, dropping to her side on the floor, in good position to take her kneeling husband's semi-erection in her mouth and slurp it noisily.

"Mmh... -slp- It tastes mostly of you, Ferid. -mwah- I mean... -oh- I may have to take a taste directly from the source. -slrp-"

Ferid was getting hard again, enjoying his wife's soft lips and tongue, and the idea of her licking Lyon's pussy didn't hurt any.

"I'd love that... just make sure you do it soon, or you might just get to taste Faroush's seed, which you've been having already."

Arshtat took her mouth off his hard-again member and started stroking it.

"Not that much really... you've already had more than me. But I'd love to have another taste of his cum."

Ferid gasped, and his cock drooled a load of clear precum on Arshtat's hand.

Faroush was cleaning Lyon's body with a washcloth.

"P-Prince... you shouldn't do that," said Lyon weakly, still shivering in her afterbliss.

"But I want to," he simply replied, and continued taking the cloth delicately over Lyon's body, gently cleaning her breasts, stomach, hips and thighs as she stood before him, caressing her skin with the cloth and his hands. Then he moved behind her, for her back and buttocks, and eventually moved between her thighs, cleaning some of her fluids. She enjoyed his touch somewhat self-consciously, and watched as the Queen bent her thighs to the front to allow Ferid access to the royal pussy between her full thighs. No matter how she positioned herself, she always seemed to be in her best form, her full figure always settling in an appealing pose, such as now with the beautiful display of her rump from the side, and her full breasts settling alluringly over each other as she lay on her side.

As Faroush cleaned himself hastily and then gave Lyon his hand, to take her to the bath, she watched Ferid enter the Queen.

They entered the bath, where they had a good view of Ferid fucking Arshtat, and despite some encouraging glances from them to the teens, nobody spoke for a while. Eventually Faroush and Lyon started exploring the other's naked skin under the water again.

"How was it... when you were with the Queen, Faroush?" asked Lyon, their hands idly caressing each other's bodies under the water, including their sexes. Lyon casually stroked Faroush's staff, and he had a finger hooked in her snatch.

"It was wonderful," he said, his face glowing in a smile.

"I want to see," she innocently said, and in the same tone continued, "I want to see the Queen sucking your cock. I want to see your cock in her mouth, Faroush."

He looked at her silently, becoming even more excited, his member hard in her hold.

"Now," she suddenly emphasized with a very rare wicked grin, and squeezed his cock hard, launching Faroush out of the water with a yelp, "Ow!"

He was suddenly standing up, water dripping down his lean body, his dick standing hard, and having splashed some water even on his parents, who were now looking at him with surprise, while Lyon was giggling.

"Go on, Prince," the uncommonly mirthy Lyon said, and caressed his butt. He looked embarrassed, especially when his parents burst into short laughs. He looked back down at Lyon, a little wet all over from the water splashed on her. He would actually rather have plugged the member into her, but her expression seemed intent.

"Still making me fill up for you, Lyon?" joked the Queen, as Faroush climbed out of the bath. Lyon leaned back in the warm water with a satisfied look on her face, and watched as Faroush kneeled in front of the Queen. She took his member in her mouth, even as Ferid starting to fuck her made her moan a little. Faroush soon couldn't control his impulses, and let his hands feel the soft, full curve of his mother's tits again, and go through her silver hair, its beautiful flow more visible without the crown. She looked beautiful, eyes softly closed, her lips wrapping around his cock, while her body jiggled a little in pace with Ferid's thrusts.

Arshat's thighs under her pussy were wet with a mixed trail of Faroush's cum and her own fluids. Ferid's deep thrusting had brought more of Faroush's load out, but it didn't make much difference with how slick and inviting her cunt was to her husband's cock. He had his hands on her full butt and round thigh as he fucked her, but then he took a better hold of her leg and lifted it up against his body, to the approving glance of Arshtat, and started thrusting into her faster.

Faroush was just enjoying Arshtat stroking his cock and licking the head, when a wet body wrapped around him.

"Now I've seen," cooed Lyon in his ear. Then she took her arms off from him and bent down to his side. She first gave his cock a kiss, but then she moved further and kissed Arshtat on the cheek, surprising pretty much everyone. Arshtat quickly got over the surprise and turned her lips to the Lyon's, and Faroush's cock was soon forgotten as the Queen and the cute bodyguard kissed. He didn't mind that much, seeing yet another of his fantasies come to life in almost the most exciting way possible, but he did start feeling Lyon's body as he watched them. Faroush took his hands along Lyon's naked back, to her sides, and back up to her breasts, palming her modest mounds as she shared a long, calm kiss with his mother. All the time Ferid was slamming Arshtat's pussy, making her body jiggle, sweat building up on his body.

The kisses that had started on the lips had gotten deeper, and Lyon's tongue was now playing along with the Queen's. Lyon had never kissed another woman before, but she had often fantasized about the Queen, and now she was sharing an intimate tongue kiss with her, both breathing heavily, their lips playing along and sometimes detaching for a second just to nibble at the other's tongue, and then to resume their heated exploration again. Lyon was getting very excited, and she felt it all over her body and down in her snatch.

Faroush got to Lyon's wiggling butt, and couldn't help taking note of her wet pussy, framed with some black pubes, between her spread legs. He stuck his middle finger in, and just as Lyon broke off from the kiss and looked back at him, he had taken the finger inside his mouth to taste her fluids, thus giving his bodyguard an innocent lollipop look that made her giggle. When she turned again, he was ready to plug her pussy with his hard cock. When she fed his hard meat inside her wet and tight canal, she looked back again, her gaze filled with lust, and moaned, "Faroush, oh, yes..."

Entering her felt wonderful, once, twice, over and over again, Faroush had waited for this all morning, and he soon got into a rapid rhythm, prompting some moans from his bodyguard and companion. It only encouraged him to see Lyon move over to his mother's tits, starting to kiss and fondle them, and seeing his mother's face again, glowing at him with a blissful smile on her pleasure-flushed features. His father groaned and heaved as he fucked Arshtat, and watched Lyon intently. She seemed to be enjoying the Queen's boobs, kissing them all over, licking her nipples with quick flicks and long laps, testing them with her hands, lifting one up and letting it down on the other, caressing the soft, full curves in her hands.

"Nice to see you -uh- show your love for the Queen, Lyon, -hah-" said Ferid.

"I'm -aah- happy to have -mm- such loyal servants," continued Arshtat and caressed Lyon's hair as she rose up a little, then the Queen took a firmer grip and lifted her head up her black hair, just in pace with Faroush's forward thrust. The pleasured face Lyon made was not quite that of a calm but disattached servant.

"So pleased to serve," she breathed.

"So pleased to do what?" asked Arshtat, holding her hair by one hand and caressing her saliva-slick breasts with the other. Meanwhile, Faroush took Lyon's tits in his hands again as he kept fucking her.

"So pleased to suck your tits, Queen," said Lyon, catching her hint.

"As you should be," noted Ferid.

"Good," said Arshtat and let go, smoothing her slightly rumpled hair.

Faroush just groaned.

"Fa--Prince! You should have told if you were tired," responded Lyon.

He could have gone on forever, but maybe he really was, since Lyon's sudden movement easily overturned him, and he found himself on the floor, Lyon on top of him, smiling confidently. Then she stroked his wet, hard staff of meat and asked, "Are you going to come, Faroush? Hmm?"

Arshtat let out a high-pitched moan.

"Huhh... she is," heaved Ferid, behind Lyon.

"Ahh-- but you just hold on, dear, -ah!- I have something in mind," she panted, as Ferid paused and lowered her leg to his side, making her turn from her side to her back on the bath's marble floor. After that brief distraction, he settled his piece at her entrance again.

"Oh?" he uttered heavily, driving his hard cock again and again into Arshtat's hot pussy, while she coached herself even further by frigging her hood in pace with his fucking.

Lyon turned again, to give the Queen a quick kiss on her mouth, and had to move a off from Faroush to reach her. Seeing his chance, Faroush resumed his previous position and plugged his meat in Lyon, sending a pleasant shiver through her. The hazy Queen was now too impatient to kiss her for long, so she moved to her breasts again, licking and kissing them, and enjoying the Queen's moans of delight, which were a lot more frequent than just a while ago.

Then Arshtat suddenly wrapped her arms around Lyon, hugging her face to her tits, and moaned loudly in surrender. Her body jerked in tension, arching her back off from the floor, and suddenly Ferid found her legs around him, while her pussy pulsed around his sensitive cock.

"Damn, Arshtat, you're making it really hard for me!" he called, but she answered with a pleased moan and yelp as another orgasmic shock hit her.

"Mmph! --mmh!" commented Lyon, being smothered between her breasts.

Faroush heaved and stopped, even though Lyon's wiggling against Arshtat made her rub his cock. He simply wanted to take in the sight of his mother as she started to come down from the orgasm, her features radiating with pure bliss. She looked absolutely exhausted, and wonderfully happy, and just the sight almost made him come inside Lyon. Yet he managed to hold his tension.

Arshtat finally let Lyon go, and she immediately breathed in heavily.

"Oh Lyon, I'm sorry," she said, her voice smoothed with satisfaction. She also let Ferid go, and with a strained groan, he withdrew from her.

"Now, Faroush, would you get back down?" she then asked, and although he almost came from pulling carefully out of Lyon, he followed through on the request.

"And Ferid, get down to the scissors position."

"Huh, so that's what you had in mind. I don't know if I want to be that close with my son," he remarked, exaggerating his tone a little.

"Oh, just think of it as being close to me," she said playfully, even as Ferid already started moving.

"Lyon, help them get together," she instructed. She was kneeling beside Faroush, kissing his chest and slowly stroking his member as he visibly agonized under the pleasurable strain. Lyon's gaze then took in Ferid, who lay down close to Faroush.

"Well, this is... wow."

Lyon took a look at how he stretched one leg under Faroush's bent knee, and bent his other leg over Faroush's other leg in turn, and started inching himself closer to him, while the Prince murmured, "Huh?"

She quickly got the idea, and started helping Faroush and Ferid get closer together, their legs scissored over each other, until their hard erections were standing side by side, wet with pussy fluids and their own precum. Lyon felt like she was bursting with the excitement of the situation and the sight of it. Their cocks were really aching for release, and she wanted to stroke them both off right now, but Arshtat apparently had her own plans. The Queen slowly crawled over to his husband and son, and their rigidly hard, glistening pricks, and wrapped her ample tits around them both. Then she slumped in exhaustion and took her hands off to support herself, lying on her stomach on the bath floor.

"Looks like you have to give them that titfuck for me," she said to Lyon.

Lyon looked at her big tits loosely around their cocks, and the Queen's intent was obvious. She pushed the Queen's boobs back together around the dicks, and started massaging the family members with the mother's tits, to their delighted sounds. As she moved the full breasts up and down their shafts, and in whichever direction, randomly massaging Faroush and Ferid's cocks together between Arshtat's soft mounds, they soon started groaning and heaving heavily again.

Their red heads were making Arshtat's round curves wet and slimy with all the precum they were leaking, and underneath their sweaty ballsacks were rubbing together, while Arshtat watched the two cocks rubbing together between her tits at close distance. Keeping up the massage, Lyon pressed her petite chest against Arshtat's bosom, and shared a kiss with her. All this made Lyon really hot, and she really wanted to frig herself, or get a cock inside her, but that just made her massage their cocks with Arshtat's tits ever more eagerly.

"Oh yeah!" exclaimed Ferid.

"Yes, let it go!" urged Arshtat in bliss. "Cover my tits with your cum, my husband and son!"

Faroush just groaned loudly, and thrust his loins up as his shaft started spasming, pressed against his mother's tits and his father's cock, and Ferid wasn't long behind, as his member jetted its first load soon after.

"Yes!" exclaimed Lyon in excitement, as the two royal males started coming at almost the same time, and then she got a spurt of cum on her face. The men came audibly, their bodies writhing with pleasure as their two cocks shot thick loads of spooge up from between Arshtat's tits. The Queen got several strands on her lower face, and it was impossible to tell which was from Faroush, which from Ferid.

The round mounds of her breasts got most from the fountain of cum, of course, spurt after spurt landing on the curves of her tits. Lyon's hands got messy as well, since she was still rubbing the ejaculating members through it, and she got several sticky loads on her upper chest and own tits as well, pressing against Arshtat's bust. But when the men finally were through it, with a few final shudders, it was obvious the Queen had been made the bigger mess. She had strands of cum splattered all over her breasts, chest and shoulders, with several loads hanging or dripping down her face and chin.

Lyon was heaving, her hands finally still and not kneading Arshtat's glazed buns, wrapping around two royal pieces of meat, with plenty of sauce. The two men were watching the two cum-splattered women around their cocks with awe, as much as they could from their exhaustion and shining bliss flowing through their veins.

"Love you... both. -agh-" said Ferid. Faroush nodded with agreement, too exhausted for words.