Chapter 4 - Chapter Three: Mommy Dearest

"But why can't I come too?" 
"You have to at least check in at the court first."
"What about you?"
"This 'Sol' showed up on our island inside of a day of the Disturbance, it's no coincidence."
"So he's the reason our vacation got cut short?"
"I'd say his arrival is another consequence, not a cause. He's certainly making it up to Raine"
"I'll say. Look at them go."
"I am, love. I am."
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Sol woke that morning to the sound of rain.  One thing about the tropics, once it started raining, it kept on coming.  He thought there was a joke there, regarding Raine, but he forgot it with the haze of dreams.  He stood and padded, barefoot, to the back of Villa, to where the latrine was situated, just behind her, but separate. Under a covered walkway, he quickly went about his buisness. 

Relieved of one morning requirement, he returned inside and went looking for Raine, a morning bath and threesome would be a great way to wake up.  His thoughts stirred his loins and parted the silk he was wearing.  Beside him, Villa appeared in her plush and pillowy form, leaning against a wall and leering at him.

"Even after last night, you're still so full of energy."  She shamelessly licked her lips as he drew close, but looked up as he stopped.  "What's wrong."
"I sort of want to shower up with Raine first." He laughed.  "It's funny, I was ready to deal with not bathing when I washed up here, but then I find this pla-" he pauses,  "Then I find you, and that's one of the first things you see to."

Villa laughs.  "You smelled like a dried up fish." Sol laughs.  He had been pretty bad.  "Don't worry, you smell fine,"  She ran a hand over his stomach, "You could use something to eat though. I only had a few snacks left over in the pantry.  Master Raine should have something cooked up." She led the way and smiled as Sol's jaw dropped.

Raine was in the kitchen, humming away, happy as can be: naked but for a pink apron.  He was at the stove so Sol had a view of that marvelous ass.  He waited for Raine to step away from the stove before he approached.  The sweet, lithe, incubus looked over the spread that was heating across the range, when he felt warm hands snake under his apron. 

"Sol!" Raine let out gasp as both his nipples were pinched and tweaked.  "Stop" he put up a feint of resistance but Sol was fast learning his tells. 
"Don't you just make the darling housewife?" His hands crept down and he began to work Raine's cock with both hands.  "A nice thick sausage with my breakfast. How thoughtful." He pulled Raine close and kissed him deeply.  There was a crash, like thunder and Raine cringed, but something was odd about it.  It echoed like the lightning had hit the house.

"Raine-ie!" A deep melodious voice echoed through the house.  "Raine-ie? Villa?" The voice echoed from down a hall and the soft tap of heels on the wood floors filled the silence.

"Mistress!" Villa ran off, and Raine slumped in Sol's arms.
"Mother..." He grumbled. "Can't she just call me by name..."

Sol blinked "Your," he was having trouble processing, "Mother." He was standing in the lady's kitchen, with his hands on her son's cock, with his own wedged firmly between said son's ass cheeks. "Is this going to get awkward?" He didn't want to assume,  Raine let out a laughter that melted the nerves.

"Only if you leave me at half mast." He cooed.  Sol took that as his signal to return to jerking Raine to a quick climax. Sol whispered little teases, like 'my thick dicked waifu' and 'not normally the kind of cream I take with my coffee'. as the steps in the hall slowed to a halt, then resumed getting closer.  Sol spun Raine around, and squatted behind the kitchen island to swallow the incubus's cock.

"Raine-ie!"  The voice came from the doorway, even as Sol buried his nose in Raine's crotch.
"Mo-THER" Raine let out a yelp as he came and went onto the tips of his dainty toes.  His balls pulled up as he unloaded a double shot of cock cream right down Sol's throat.  "Oh, that's the best part of waking up right there."  Raine growled with a bit more bass in his voice than before.

"Oh my, dearie, what are you doing to your guest so early in the morning?" Sol stood, even as Zynira Felhollow walked around the kitchen island. Where Raine had a faint pink tinge to his skin, The deep hour glass curves of the motherly succubus were the color of rose wine.  Her blue eyes had the light of sapphires and they dug into Sol's as they stared off.  Dark horns curved up over pointed ears and hair that was snow white save for a red lock over her face.  She closed the gap, reaching up and dragging a finger from Sol's chin to his lips.

"You missed some, darling." She smiled, licking her son's cum of her finger.  A long purple tongue, with at least one piercing, cleaned her finger as Raine blushed and went to setting up breakfast.  "Oh honey!" The succubus rounded on her son and drew his head into her massive bosom, the rings that pierced her sanguine nipples jingled as he struggled against her.

"Mom!" He growled.  "Not in front of Sol."

"Oh! Sol..." Zynira cooed, her arms wrapped around Raine's neck as she held fast.  Her tail flicked back and forth.  Beside the three, Villa quickly gathered up the food and brought it into what was clearly a breakfast nook.  "Not short for Solomon, is it?"

"No." Sol pointed up, "Sol like the sun."  Solomon was the king who had supposedly captured over a thousand demons, or genies, wasn't he?  Sol couldn't quite recall.

"Good..." She cooed as she dragged Raine along to the nook, Sol following along.  She set Raine down in a chair and Sol walked behind her, taking a long look at her ass on the way.  He certainly knew which side of the family he inherited his bouncy bubble butt from.  Sol pulled out a chair and offered it to Zynira, playing the gentleman had worked with Raine, hopefully it would get him points here.  "Such a gentleman." Villa pulled out a chair for Sol, he thanked her as he sat and so he broke fast with a Succubus, her Incubus son, and their construct servant.

 "Tell me, Sol." Zynira leaned over the table once it had been cleared, her breasts reflected on the crystal surface, giving the illusion of four bouncing bosoms. "Was there anyone with you, when you arrived?"

"No, my lady-" He started, but Zynira held up a hand.
"Please, darling. You're a guest in my Retreat and fucking my lovely son, call me Zynira." She smiled, but her tone made it clear it wasn't a request.
"As you wish, Zynira." Sol blushed, "I was alone when I awoke. I'd never seen the pilot of the plane, and the stewardess was absent, as was a parachute. I imagine she bailed shortly before I was transported to this world, if she was a part of the plan."

Sol had described some of the details of his arrival over the meal, Villa had gone to fetch the transponder, and now Zynira was grilling him over any details: Noises, sounds, the date of his departure, any numbers relating to his flight. For someone from another world, she seemed well versed in a number of things from Sol's. 

All the while, Raine had been fidgeting in his seat.  Hands on the table, spread out in front of him. Sol could still see through the glass, Zynira was fondling her dear, darling, son back up to full mast from his earlier ejaculation.  Sol did his best not to show any reaction, instead making lighter conversation and complimenting Zynira on Villa and the wonderful construction.

"Oh isn't she the best?" She clasped her hand, which wasn't rocking her boy's balls, over her chest. "One of my earliest creations, also very illegal!" She said off handedly. 

"Wait, what?" Sol recalled reading in the first few pages of Raine's transcription of the magic manual that magic was something many of the world's races regulated. 

"Well, when I say 'illegal' I don't mean 'immoral'. Quite the opposite, in fact."  She leaned back and released her son's cock.  He let out a sigh of relief, even as the crown of his dick dimpled on the underside of the cool glass.  Under the pretense of leaning close to listen, Sol reached under the table and began stroking Raine's cock himself.

Eyes on Zynira, who had paused to double take on Sol's actions. "I'm listening." Sol said, with a smile.  Two can play this game, lady.

"Well Villa used to be a dear friend of mine.  An adventuring companion of mine and my darling spouse, Xishiri." She leaned back and sighed. "Oh the sex we had.  She had been a shapeshifting specialist.  Most of our people just stick to illusion magic but she actually reshaped her body however she liked, or needed." She reached up and tugged at her left breast ring.  "She gave me these, too." Leaning back she pointed down at her smooth mons, and Sol could see a gleaming clit ring shining on her sex. "Reworked platinum dragon scales." She cooed.

Sol gasped as he squeezed Raine's cock. "You fought dragons?" Some fantasy elements just had to be marveled at.  Dragons, for instance, were things you always took seriously.  Zynira laughed aloud.

"Oh, certainly.  But she didn't fight the Son of the Platinum Empress." The succubus ran her fingers between the loop of each ring. "She took the form of a sweet, 'maiden' dragoness and made a deal that he could 'practice' on her all he liked if she got some of his scales in trade." Her nipples hardened and she began to squeeze on them in earnest. "Best sex of her life, after you two." She sighed. "That's what she said to us when she limped back with a wagon full of dragon scales." Sol withheld the question on how their friend became a construct servant. It probably wasn't pleasant.

Raine moaned as Sol had been absentmindedly jerking him off relentlessly. "Oops." Sol, "Sorry, Raine-ah!" The incubus had backed out of his chair and leapt over the table like a pouncing cat. "Down boy!" He joked even as the incubus kissed and fondled him

"Oh aren't you too just adorable?" She got up from the table and with a flick of her finger both men were floating in the air, "But there's beds all over the place, no need to fuck on the floor, like the help!" A bed sprung up from one of the walls. "Though it is fun to get down and dirty now and again, over and over." She smiled as her son lined up and with a confident thrust began to ride Sol's ass, turning the man on his side and lifting a leg up to really get some leverage into him. "That's my boy."

She drew close and marveled at how her son's otherwise dormant dominance came to the surface. It was always a sight to behold and he'd turned the tables on her and his other playmates plenty of times. But that had always taken so much work. What about this magus-novice was so enchanting, so invigorating?

As Sol's cock bobbed and jerked about, Zynira decided the best investigations were the ones taken head on, head first, and with and open mind, or in this case mouth. She swallowed Sol's cock to the base and wound her tongue round it like the grooves on a screw.

"HO-LEE SHIT!" Sol arched his body as Zynira's many many tongue piercings pressed up against his cock. Slowly she began to swirl her tongue and fuck his penis with her tongue. Each piercing, each ball, every curl of her tongue, ever raised tastebud sent electric shocks through his manhood to his already besieged prostate. 

"Oh, momma...." Sol managed, before he came hard into Zynira's mouth. The jism came and came and came, but not a drop escaped the veteran succubus's lips. And oh, what a bounty she held. Xishiri would be pissed at missing even a single load of such incredible cum. Zynira would make it up to her though. She had just the plan in mind.


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