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Sothshore stared at me in bewilderment as I finished my third plate of food before I moved onto my fourth. Cheese, bread, fish, chicken, and so much more were piled into my stomach while Ellen read off the ship’s report. I could kind of tell she was…curious as to my behavior, but I couldn’t help it. As soon as I had woken up this morning, I had been hungry. If ye could hazard a guess, then I’m sure ye could figure out why.
That said, I wondered why everything I ate seemed to be dropping into some type of abyss from which there was no substance. I could only eat, and eat, and eat, but nothing filled me up. It wasn’t until my sixth plate that my stomach actually felt something akin to being full. I placed the sixth wooden plate down and exhaled.
“Did you really just feast upon a meal fit for seven or eight men?” Ellen asked.
“I cannot desire to have my hunger sated?” I asked. I found joy in the look that Ellen gave me. How was I to know that a night with the witch would drain me of so much energy? Hell, I ought to count my blessings that my soul wasn’t sucked out of my mortal confines. I’d rather not say it, but I wondered if Liara actually tried to do that last night.
I heard Sothshore snort. “At least I got to see the witch limp from your quarters. I needed the hearty laugh,” she replied before she finished off her report while I continued my ways into alchemy. The green liquid which I had concocted before Liara drove me into a sex-induced coma had gone cold. Of course, for what I was making, this was no big deal, but it only served to let me remind me that my regular business had awaited me after the pleasure.
If I had to give one disappointment about this morning, then it would have to be that Liara had not been with me when I woke up. As I perhaps said before, I do enjoy the sounds a woman makes when she awakens from her slumber next to me. Plus, the extra body makes the sheets warmer during the cold nights.
“Give it a few more days and you will be the same,” I said, taking down jars and vials for my use.
I was quick to notice that Ellen’s tiny laughter had faded away into silence. I crushed some leaves into tiny fragments before I poured them into the sticky cauldron as well. Thankfully, the fluids hadn’t solidified yet. It made it much easier to weave into the mixture.
Next, I heard the distinct sound of Ellen sucking her teeth. “Aye, you never fail to remind me. Will you be expecting an apology from me for the previous comments before this little voyage of yours? Shall I puffer your ego when you demand that I tell you that you were right? Shall that be your reward for my doubt? Well, just to let ya know, I ain’t apologizing for what I said before! If that be your desire, then you were clearly rewarded with the wrong person!”
I judged the way the water rushed through Ellen’s body. I spared her no glance as I continued working. No doubt my silence must have infuriated her. Within the confines of me own mind, I wager I knew what she might have been trying to do. Perhaps even she knew as well, but refused to acknowledge it.
“You’re dismissed, Ellen,” I said. I then proceeded with a small show of juggling the formerly green, now dark blue liquid. From the cauldron, I tossed it up and jiggled it like some slimy toy that children might play with.
“Dare I ask what you want from me? I’m not some noble count’s holy maiden daughter seeking out love from some gallant knight fucker! You clearly got no qualms fucking any other piece of spread legs on this ship! Why should I be any different?! Maybe I’ll just go fuck someone that ain’t willing to deign me a jester’s toy!”
I heard the slam of my door behind me. I chuckled. Aye, still the fiery bitch that I love so much. However, Sothshore needed correcting on but a few things. I held no need to puff up my ego about being right. I already knew I was. Additionally, though I be a right bastard and a man full of Ares’ lust, I don’t just fuck anything with two open legs. Though I had dreamed and fantasied about dumping load after load of cum into her welcoming cunt, that was not all I desired of her.
Clearly, the fiery businesswoman held some resistance to understanding that. As I leaned back in my chair, I thought about her words. As I had stated before, I had no issues if my lovers had other partners. I rather find a thrill in it, but something in Sothshore’s words made me reconsider these things. It served to remind me of Leah and my death. Her sweet kisses upon the lips of other men, her cunt massaging cocks like some cheap whore, and their hands caressing the body that had been my desire, filled my mind.
I continued to juggle my mixture in silence before I swirled it back into the cauldron. I dropped small pieces of iron ore into the pot and watched a significant amount of steam release itself. I scrunched my nose from the rather strong smell.
A knock on my door alerted me and I spoke. “Enter,” I said.
The door opened and I noticed my mother open and close the door. She quickly placed her hand çeşme escort over her nose. “What manner of foul shit are you mixing with this time?” She asked.
“Something that should prove most meaningful in the days to come. Now, how might I aid you?” I asked.
My mother stared at me for a long while. She then glanced back over the door. “Something happen between you and Sothshore? She grabbed one of the workers by the scruff of his neck and led him to the lower decks,” my mother replied.
I wondered if I had turned around fast enough that my mother would not have noticed the way the smile that had been on my face had lessened. “Mother, come here,” I said.
The sound of her steps grew closer and closer until I grabbed her and pulled her into my embrace. I think by this time my mother was used to me doing this. She offered no resistance and simply shifted her ass for a better position. Ya might not think it possible that blood would even desire to rush into my cock, but it did. Soon, my dick was prepared for that old mating dance once again. That said, it did hurt a bit.
“Mother, if I wanted you to fuck or suck some other bastard’s cock in front of me, would ya do it?” I asked.
My mother stared at me for a number of moments as if to gather her thoughts. I could tell that my question had upset her even if she didn’t have the face to show it. What type of face would a woman who has sucked more than her fair share of cocks to keep our home running aught to have made?
“AUGH!” I groaned as I felt my mother punch me in the arm rather painfully.
“You’re lucky I did that instead of entertaining my thoughts of blasting a bullet between your eyes, you piece of shit,” she replied.
I settled for a chuckle as the sting in my arm began to make itself known. That said, despite the pain, I took notice that my mother still did not remove herself from me. Instead, she leaned forward and her head rested in the nape of my neck. I enjoyed the smell and feel of her auburn hair. Her hands rested on my thighs and she tenderly stroked them. Admit I will, it was hard to focus.
After some time, my mother spoke. “I’d do it if it made yer fucking ass happy. I already said you be the head of our house. I also stated that I would follow your orders, Eric. If ya want me to fuck someone then I will. If ya want me to parade naked across the ship for the rest of the voyage, then I’ll hate you for it, but I will. As you’ve told me, it’s not my body, it’s yours. I suppose I’m just taking care of it,” she said.
I didn’t speak for a moment and simply allowed my mother to finish when she pleased. Instead, I settled for caressing her arms. “I hope ya get this through both your shitty heads. I’ll do what makes you happy, but you’re the only piece of shit whose cock I want to fuck or suck. I’ve sucked enough men off that I can’t really stand anyone else, but you. That sate your ego?” she asked.
I chuckled. “And the fact that I take women other than you into my chambers doesn’t bother you?” I asked.
My mother rolled her eyes. “I welcome the fucking help. I pity any woman who captures the heart of a horny bastard like you. Besides, you keep fucking me, and the only crew you’re gonna have is gonna be suckling on my teets,” she said which made me laugh.
We sat in silence for some more time. The only sound that was heard was the sloshing of my fluids in my cauldron. “So…whose cock am I sucking to make my son a happy sailor?” My mother then asked.
I smiled and shook my head. “None this day, mother. Perhaps none ever. Now that I see it, the thought doesn’t appeal to me like I assume it might,” I said. I didn’t have to look at my mother’s face to know that she was smiling. No, ever since I had tasked Maeloson and Aesteal with turning Dorin into food for the gulls and creatures on the sandy shores, I had desired no man other than myself to lay a claim to my mother.
Regardless of how our relationship had turned out, I do still hold the highest forms of respect for my mother. One should say that if not for her, I might not be this shitty bastard than I am right now. That said, I was aware of just how much she trusted in my judgment. Whether by my desires, or my title as captain, she submitted herself to me and trusted that I would take care of her. I held doubts that I could live up to that trust if I was back in my original age with my original hotheaded young adult mind.
No, perhaps what I felt with my mother, Aesteal, Ellen, Diane, and even Liara perhaps, was something even I was continuing to uncover about myself.
“Mom, kiss me,” I ordered.
Without word of acknowledgment or complaint, my mother raised her head and I stared into her lovely eyes. I then found my vision of my cauldron obstructed by her face as her lips laid on mine. Her lips were soft and the sting of saltwater laid upon them, but I could also taste the lingering drops of her breakfast. She tasted of some berries that we must have bought from one of the markets.
My başakşehir escort mother’s tongue sought out mine and I gave it to her without trouble. Her lips suckled on it while she pulled up one of her hands to caress the side of my face. My skin tickled from her touch and her tongue slid across the surface of my teeth while I held her in my arms. Her body, this body that I had refined from its decrepit state, seemed so perfectly attuned to my own. The thought does occur to me that perhaps there is a tying aura that brings parents and their children together should they undertake this unholy route which we have. I feel a sense of ease when she is within my embrace.
Aye, my mother, my woman.
We parted and I decided not to point out the erect nipples stabbing my mother’s shirt. “Has that sated you?” she asked.
I laughed. “Not quite,” I replied. I lifted up my hips and pushed my erection against her mound which made her stiffen. Clearly, I be a glutton for punishment. Either that or my cock is the one that enjoys such a thing. Perhaps the lingering effects of my lust from my night with Liara still permeated the air which fueled the fires of my usually spent cock. I’d imagine that my time with Liara had granted me some sexual awakening. Well, perhaps more than what I was used to anyway.
My mother pulled down her pants and tossed them to the side. I did the same and it wasn’t long before we both groaned as my cock filled up her lovely cunt once again. Seas, if I could somehow live with my cock forever buried in the body of my mother then I’d be tempted to say I’d try it.
“Mmmmmmph, you might be a bastard, Eric, but your mother can’t deny that she loves your cock,” my mother said as her tight hole engulfed my cock until her pelvis had met mine. She then slowly began to grind her hips rubbing, caressing, and tightening her walls around my phallus.
“Enjoy it, mother. It shall be here for you should you ask, or if I’m ever in the mood to fuck you,” I said. My mother slapped my arm, but she didn’t stop her movements before I lifted her body further on my chair. Then we both began to rock our hips as we surrendered to the pleasure. Aye, I know I had some important things to do, but allow me to say that my cock tempted me too hard this once.
Anyway, as I held my mother in this way, there was no indication of the relationship that I had established with her before. I sought my own pleasure not in her submissiveness, but in her warm, willing, delicate body. By the eyes soaring in the clouds of lust on her face, I can tell she felt the same. Her arms around my neck, her chest in my face, and her breath on my forehead, we enjoyed this moment as mother and son in the throes of incestuous rapture.
“Oooooooooh! Oh god Eric!” My mother exclaimed as she continued to hold me. My arms on her hips, I matched her movements. My cock slid in and out, in and out from her soaked mound. She leaned down to kiss me and I tilted my head up. Her lips caught my own and she panted with great need in them.
We fucked slowly. There was no aggression to be had within this act. We cared not to fuck, but rather I made love to my mother, this woman who had birthed me. My legs trembled and my cock was graced with a thousand flames and shudders of lightning. “Haaaa…ahhhhhh…yessssssssssss! Ooooooooh goooooooods! Yes, fuck me! Fuck your mother, you horny piece of shit,” she urged.
Her hips continued to bounce on my cock as I pushed mine up to meet hers. Still, we did not move much faster. We enjoyed this rather slow pace. This slow movement fulfilled us both. I kissed her neck while her arms cradled my head. “Forever, mother. I’m gonna fuck you forever!” I proclaimed.
I noticed her pussy had squeezed my flesh pistol when I said that.
“Does that excite you, mother? I bet that excites you well, Ira. To know that your son desires your body so much that he’d like nothing more than to deposit his seed into it endlessly. To fuck you, breed you, take care of you, and satisfy you all the days of your life,” I said, nay whispered into her ear.
Her cunt squeezed me again.
“Oooooh fuck! Oh god yes, Eric! F-Fuck yes, I’d keep your cock inside me all the time if I fucking could! Mmmmmmmmaaauuuuuugh, the pits of Hell await us for this, but I’d swim in them as long as you kept fucking me!” she said. Her tongue tickled my ears as we slowly increased our rhythm with each other.
“Dear mother, not even Hell shall keep you from me,” I told her as the sounds of my rocking chair filled our ears.
“Ooooooh…ooooh my god. I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum from your fucking cock, Eric!” My mother announced. It wasn’t long before I felt her cunt clamp down like a killer crab on my tool. Rich sex juice spilled onto my lap, but I did not cease my assault. My mother continued to hold me and kiss me ready to ride these feelings we shared with each other.
Pretty soon, it wasn’t long before I too felt the call of nature’s coital küçükçekmece escort embrace. I leaned my head back and groaned as my legs lost all sense of feeling. The chambers of my cock had unlocked the sticky, potent flames of my cum into my mother’s waiting body. I could feel her pussy cling to me desperate to not let my seed hit the floor. It might have been because I was delirious from the pleasure, but when I came, I could have sworn my mother’s eyes had turned solid white. They were as pure as clouds.
“Mmmmmmmmmoooooooo, your cum is so hot!” She stated.
“Keep up that talk and I won’t get any work done except if it be on you,” I replied.
The last vestiges of my cum filled my mother and my vision slowly returned. Her eyes were not white at all, well…none more than any regular human’s be. I wondered if I had just imagined it in the time that my brain had felt her take me away.
“I wouldn’t be averse to it, you horny bastard,” She said. I smiled. Aye, I bet she wouldn’t.
We stayed like this for a little while as if to settle ourselves. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on some factors, my lust was not so high that I could handle another round so eagerly. When she stood up, my flaccid cock slipped from her body. We kissed once more and she reached for her shorts. When she moved to pull them up, I stopped her.
“Gimme the panties. Walk around without them on. I can’t resist the thought of my mother traversing a ship full of horny bastards and bitches with a belly full of cum,” I said.
My mother stared at me for a moment before she exhaled. “Ya make it real hard to not want to shoot you, Eric,” she replied. However, she stepped out of her shorts and handed me her cotton material all the same.
As I suspected, it was full of her musk and her leftover fluids. She then pulled up her shorts and buttoned them while I did the same. Then, I teased her by stuffing her panties in my pockets.
“Enjoy the rest of your day, mother. Also, in two hours, bring the crew together for me,” I said.
“Yes Eric,” she replied. She then moved to straighten her messed up hair as well, but I stopped that as well. I doubt it took a scholar to know what I was going to say.
I smirked. “Keep it that way. I want you looking freshly fucked when you leave my quarters. I might not let other men fuck you, but imagine how hard their cocks will get when they see my mother and wonder of all the depraved things I did to you not knowing my seed swims inside you at this very moment,” I reasoned.
Despite the glare from my mother, I could tell that the idea turned her on that she cared to admit. So, with wrinkled clothes, messed up hair, a cunt full of cum, and no panties to aid her, my mother opened the door. The sounds of the people filled the decks and she walked outside.
“WooooooooOOOOOooOOO!”
I heard the cheers of my crew as they no doubt took appreciation of my mother while I continued my work with a smile on my face. My thoughts were a tad…restrained due to the knowledge of what Ellen was most likely doing, but I tried not to let it bother me too much. That was a losing battle mind you.
Anyway, the two hours that passed me by didn’t go as long as I had desired. Between my work, which had begun to bear fruit and the understanding that the darkening skies meant the fourth trial was upon me, I had not much time for anything else. The dark blue liquid had turned light red. Empty jars littered my desk while I held my hands over the cauldron and chanted archaic words into it, releasing the magic from my body into its surface. It was only when the sound of heavy thunder enough to quake the air and lightning, green with ghastly magic essence, flashed through the sky did I stop my work.
I pushed myself from my chair and stood to my feet. As I grabbed my coat, I felt a tense shiver of horrific, yet magical power. I had no doubts that Liara had felt it as well.
I stepped outside and, just as I had ordered, everyone was present once again. They all stood around the deck of the ship watching the turbulent waves crash against the side of the ship. Tremendous waves roared in the distance and we all watched the sky scream in agony.
I stood before my crew. I stood before them all. They all were ready to hang onto my every word. I wished I could grant them a confident expression, but I could not. I’m not exactly sure what emotion I had on my face, but it wasn’t a pleasant one. I oddly found it fitting that should we all die then the one I had spent the most joyous time with had been my mother.
I stared at Ellen for a moment, but she refused to meet my gaze. I then turned back to everyone else.
“Alright, ya fuckers, this…should be the last trial. Steel yourselves and fasten your guts. This…is where we shall either seek fame…or seek the Realm of Hades,” I said. They all swallowed, but none spoke a word.
I remember this trial well because only I and fifteen others had survived it.
I inhaled and exhaled. I spared a glance at Liara and she paid appropriate attention to me just like anyone else would. I spoke. “Whatever tales you have heard of this sea, or whatever bard has woven a song for you, then you most likely know…of the Father and the Son. What…what I be about to tell you ain’t pretty and you shall think me insane, but if you wish to live…then you will do as I say!” I exclaimed.
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