Eldritch Quest part.07

   “Stupid thing,” says Dorkaring inside the castle at the table, a lonely dinner with him at one end and his mother at the other.

 

   “Something wrong my son?” she asks coyly.

 

 “As you know mother,” he says, “I am on a quest to find the legendary gems to open the gate to the demon lands so that I may slay that dark witch who has bewitched you.”

 

  “Of course,” says queen Catherine nibbling on a meatball.

 

  “This thing is supposed to lead me to each one of them,” he says, “however whenever I leave the royal city it tells me there is one in the royal city, but when I come back it goes all crazy and then doesn’t show it.”

 

   Catherine takes a big swig of wine, “Oh that…I have that one, oh yeah, locked away for safe keeping.”

 

   “You have it?” asks Dorkaring, “then give it here mother!”

 

  She takes another swig of wine, “Not here, here, Its locked away in a magic box, or else…”

 

  She stops herself remembering her visitor from not long before, “I can’t give it to you now, but come to my room about midnight and I can give it to you then.”

 

   He looks at the grand clock against the wall it is already 11pm, for some reason his mother had insisted they have dinner this night, and late, after Dorkaring would be back from the bar, and not spend the night at the bar. This odd time had robbed him of his usual routine of going to the bar and getting a wench for the night, staying there or bringing her back to the castle. On top of that his mother was already drunk herself when dinner started. If she had anything important to tell him she sure wasn’t in any state…unless it was the gem she wanted to talk to him about.

 

    ******

 

   A mere hour later, the staff are in their distant rooms and the guards are gone, ever since that night with the witch she has kept the guards away from her room at night; something Dorkaring is very worried about.

 

  “What took you so long?” says his mother is a sweet voice, lying back on her bed wearing a see through red negligee and a bottle of wine in her hand.

 

  “Mother,” says Dorkaring holding his hand over his eyes, “did you forget I was coming to your room? Get dressed.”

 

   She smiles at him, “you want the Dragon Gem right?”

 

  “Mother,” he says

 

  “Call me Mommy…” she says in a voice Dorkaring knows but would rather not hear from his own mother.

 

 

   She is crawling over the bed on all fours, eyeing him like a tiger. She lifts one hand and says, “Come to Mommy baby Bo…*oomph*”

 

  She falls off the edge of the bed, not even noticing it, or else forgetting her new bed is a tad smaller than her old one.

 

   “You’re drunk,” says Dorkaring helping her up.

 

  She shoves her body into his side, rubbing her breasts against his chest, “You want that stone, and I want…hc…your stone.”

 

   “We will talk in the morning,” says Dorkaring trying to help her to her bed.

 

  She grabs his codpiece, which he is so glad he still has on, “No, I made up my mind, heh…heh…oh my…” She is rubbing her hand over the codpiece fiddling around the edges, “either you fuck me!”

 

  She suddenly turns angry, “either you fuck Mommy, baby boy…or…hic…you never see that Gem…EVER!”

 

  She swings her arm and the curtains flail and things shake from a magic wind, “Fuck me or no gem!”

 

  Dorkaring thinks to himself, “She is no doubt under that witch’s spell.”

 

  “I’m not your Mother,” says Catherine surprising him, “if…eh…if that…that is what…”

 

  She rubs her back against his chest up and down trying to be seductive on her shaky legs, “You…you were adopted baby boy…a girl…Nicole…she’s your mum…caught her doing Black Buck, she got knocked up, he’s your daddy, but I…”

 

  She tries to kiss him and starts to kiss his chest, “I…” she starts to go lower, “I…I aint your mum…so…”

 

  He stops her before she can reach his trousers and takes a deep breath himself, his member has betrayed him and is rising to salute the queen. His head feels a bit dizzy, probably from his own drinks earlier. It is then that get an idea, swallowing with a deep gulp he says, “Okay…Mommy…”

 

  “Oh yes,” says Catherine.

 

  “Not here,” says Dorkaring, “in the stable, so no one will hear.”

 

  She smiles at him but as she stumbles about leaning on him as they walk, she keeps trying to move his steadying hand from her shoulder to over her tit. He has to move quicker his own inhibitions are fighting him and in a flash puts her on his back, giving his mother, the woman that raised him a piggy back ride. It doesn’t help the part of his brain that is believing the whole adoption thing that this woman who is still very much sexually attractive is grinding herself against his back.

 

  In the stable he sets her down.

 

  “Come on baby boy,” she says, “stick that dragon born dick in me already. Go back to where you’ve been…hic…”

 

  He raises an eyebrow at that statement and takes out a cloth wrapping it around her eyes.

 

  “Kinky,” says Catherine, “you gonna tie mommy up to?”

 

 He leads her to Black Buck’s stall and takes her inside, the dragon is sleeping, but he knows it would never hurt her. She is wobbly, he knows she can’t be far from passing out and set her on the ground.

 

   “Wait here,” says Dorkaring, “I..I’m just going to get…some stuff…kinky stuff.”

 

  Catherine hikes up her negligee over her ass and gets on all fours, “don’t make mommy wait, I want that dragon cock baby boy.”

 

  Black Buck yawns and comes to, looking down at the queen and up at Dorkaring. Dorkaring pats the dragon on the head, “Mother is a bit drunk tonight, take care of her until she sobers up.”

 

  He leaves and locks the stall, not in a way a sober person couldn’t just reach over, but a piss drunk one might have problems. He doesn’t get far before he hears, “OH YESSS!” and the dragon grunting.

 

   His face turns pale as he turns around, how…how the fuck did he forget THAT ONE was the one said to be his father. He hears Catherine screaming, “Oh yeah, Baby boy, fuck Mommy, fuck momma deeeeeep, oh yeah, fuck me, fuuwwwkkk meeee!”

 

 

  He sits down on a crate by the stable door, listening to his mother being fucked by a dragon, while she thinks she’s fucking him. He tells himself he is staying there, listening out of concern for her well being. Her moans, her screams, the bestial grunts and low growls…from both her and the dragon are affecting him. As he had walked away his erection had started to go down, now it is fighting against the codpiece. Despite himself as he listens to the primal fucking between the scaly beast and the attractive woman who for the past half hour had been trying to get in his pants his hand wanders into his trousers removing the cod piece and working his shaft; as he listens to the twice a taboo scene nearby, he cums in his own hand.

 

   After one final orgasmic scream things go silent, he just sits there listening, hearing his mother snore. He would get up, after he wipes his hand off on a cleaning rag, and get his mother back to bed, but his thoughts, his body, her body, what she’s wearing, what just happened; he can’t trust himself.

 

  “My son,” comes a deep voice, “come here.”

 

  “Who…what?” asks Dorkaring running to the stall.

 

  Inside his mother is disheveled and lying on the straw, her ass sticky with dragon cum.

 

 “My son,” says the dragon taking back Dorkaring, “yes I am indeed your father. This night you have chosen the lesser of two evils and brought the queen here again, for that I will grant you the Dragon Gem.”

 

  “H…how?” Dorkaring’s question is for more than one thing.

 

  The dragon Black Buck spits the gem out into Dorkaring’s hands, “Here my son, I sucked it out of your mother, and it is your reward for this night.”

 

  Dorkaring doesn’t ask for a follow up, instead imagining the dragon meant that in a magical sense, as it very well might have.

 

  As Dorkaring turns to leave Black Buck speaks again, “take your mother to her room, she is still the queen and should not awaken in such a place.”

 

  Dorkaring takes a deep breath and lifts his mother in his arms like a baby.

 

 “My son,” says Black Buck, “As I may not be able to speak to you again, know this, your mother is pregnant as we speak, but not by me.”

 

  After Dorkaring carries the mostly naked woman from the stable an invisible figure becomes visible, the sorceress Rhulan.

 

  “Chatty little dragon aren’t you?” she says jokenly.

 

  “I will remember this,” says Black Buck, “in three centuries when my mind awakens true…yessss….I know of that truth, we dragons…”

 

  Rhulan waves her hand and purple sparkling lights dance around the dragon’s head. It shakes its head, curls up in the straw like a dog and licks its dick clean.

 

  “Stupid beast,” says Rhulan as she vanishes like a ghost.

 

    ******

 

   Dorkaring lays his mother on her bed, her negligee ripped open, her body not showing a hint of her age.

 

  “Pregnant,” says Dorkaring putting his hand on her smooth naked stomach, which is wet and sticky, he does not know if from Black Buck’s semen or her own juices, or a mixture of both.

 

  His mother’s hand comes over his and she moans, “more…baby…boy…more,”

 

  Her hand pushes down on his coaxing it towards her nether region. As he takes his hand away he says, “ouch” as Catherine’s nails puncture his skin.

 

  “Wait…how’d she…” he feels dizzy, drops the gem, and falls backwards onto the floor with a

thud.

 

  “You couldn’t fall forward onto the bed?” says Catherine, fully awake, fully sober.

 

  “Baby boy…” says standing over him exposed, “Mommy is a sorceress you know, and while that was fun, I said you get that gem when YOU fuck me.”

 

  With a wave of her hand his pants, which weren’t tied up right anyway, fly off exposing his erect cock. She spreads her pussy lips with two fingers as she lowers herself on him, licking her lips as she takes his giant prick into her womanhood. She sits there impaled on his man meat and rubs her hands over his chest, “my nurse maids sure raised a fine specimen of a man,” she says.

 

 

  She raises and lowers herself as she speak,

 

“Now…I…mmph…gaehve….you…hmmph…eh…every,..,,mhp…ahhh…per…tweenity…toooooo….fu…fuck…meeeee….”  She thrusts down angrily, “ drunk *oomph*, bed *oomph*, stalls *oomph*.”

 

   She stops a moment sitting there glistening on his cock, “that was fun, the dragon, who knew he could talk.”

 

   She rubs her abdomen, “Pregnant…and you still…*oomph*…no chance of inbred….*oomph*…babies…*oomph*…huh…huh…huh…I’m hot…hotter…huh…huh…huh…huh…than any…huh…huh…huh..huh..huh..huh…huh..huh, oh yeah…oh yeah…yessss!”

 

  She orgasms, but after a brief moment starts to ride his cock slower while she talks, “I’m hotter than any monster you’ve fucked. Oh yes, mommy has been watching your adventures, keeping an eye out like mommy always does, big mommy queen has to keep her big strong hero safe after all.”

 

  She gets off of him while saying, “and keep you clean,” and leans down taking his shaft, or at least some of its large meatiness in her mouth. She runs her tongue up and down the sides cleaning all her juices off of him. He can’t cum, he feels like he wants to but he can’t.

 

  Catherine slides up his body, her fragrant pussy just above his lips as she straddles his face and says, “the best part is baby boy…you aren’t going to remember any of this.”

 

  She puts her hands on the sides of his temples, small green spider web like sigils forming and her chanting something strange in an alien tongue. He blacks out.

 

  *****

 

  The clock shows midnight as Dorkaring knocks on his mother’s chamber door.

 

  “Come in,” says the queen, in side she dressed in a fine albeit cleavage revealing royal red with black straps dress.

 

  Something about her is different, she seems to have a glow about her, a glow of satisfaction he hasn’t seen in ages.

 

  “Here,” she says taking a light brown wooden box off the dresser, “here is the Dragon’s Gem.”

 

  Inside the box has paper seals, clearly what was throwing off the compass.

 

 “This nice,” says Dorkaring.

 

  “What is?” asks Catherine.

 

  “Getting a gem without any weird contests or…favors.”

 

  Catherine smiles, “I’m sure it is my boy, no doubt you have had many perilous experiences that would make a man out of anyone, thank the goddess our kingdom has such strong hero to make our kingdom happy and protect us all.”

 

  Dorkaring smiles holding the gem while thinking, “if only you knew mother, if only you knew.”