Chapter 29: Dragon-Mother’s Wild Gangbang

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story.

Kurtis – Azkobez Hold, The Otsal Mountains

I glanced at my mother. She would do it. She would let the cuckoo males around the room fuck her if I commanded it. I also knew they couldn’t breed her. A strange twinge of lust shot through me. This heat that rose in my dick.

All these cuckoos could fuck my mother, and she would still want me over them. They could never equal me in prowess.

“Of course,” I said. “If she consents. She’s not a slave.” I glanced at her and gave her a subtle nod.

“I don’t mind,” she purred, her blue hair spilling down her face. “I want to show you that we’re here to help, Skuld.”

With Kamadeva at the lead, the cuckoos neared my mother. And then their black skin flowed. They changed shape as they stared at her. They were a strange mix of changelings and avians. And changelings became the appaerance of the man that a woman most loved. Whose form were they adopting?

Azuliana

The cuckoo males were all around me and then they flowed. I shuddered as they took on the muscular physique and tan form of my son. They had his cocky smile, his dark hair, and his blue eyes. They were ripping off their pants and shirts, which fit them more tightly.

Cocks bobbed out. Ones that were indistinguishable from my son. I stared at them. I couldn’t tell them from Kurtis who was watching by Skuld. They were all my son. I breathed in, smelling his musk. Their cocks thrust out at me from all directions.

Did they taste the same? Feel the same.”

“Mmm, suck my dick, Mother,” they all said in unison. Seven Kurtis speaking at once with such power in their voices. My pussy melted.

“Yes, Ma ... Yes, my sexy son,” I moaned.

I knew they weren’t Kurtis, but they had his mannerism perfectly. His scent. I grabbed two of the cocks, stroking them in my hand. I pumped up and down them. They felt identical to his. The same thickness. Length. The same texture and feel of his crown. The precum spilled out over my stroking hand. I shuddered, my large breasts jiggling.

I leaned forward and sucked on Kurtis’s cock before me. It was so easy to just let them be my son. It was so much sexier. The only thing better than my son was having multiples of him to fuck me hard. To gangbang me.

My lips slid over the cuckoo’s cock. It felt just like having my son’s dick in my mouth. My lips sealed on him. I nursed with passion. My tongue danced around his dick. I fluttered against him, loving the texture of him.

He groaned, his cock throbbing in my mouth. He groaned as I nursed on him and pumped my hands up and down my other sons’ dicks. The Kurtises all moaned as I fisted them. I whimpered, my blue hair swaying about my face as I bobbed my head.

“Mother,” breathed from the one I suckled on. “Oh, Gods, Mother! That’s it. Las’s big dick, I love it when you suck on me.”

“Your hand feels so good on my dick,” another Kurtis said, his cock throbbing in my pumping hand. “Just so amazing. Gods damn, you’re sexy, Mother.”

“You’re all mine, Mother, aren’t you?” a third Kurtis said. This one grabbed my hips and lifted me. “I own that pussy.”

I whimpered in delight, nursing hard on the cock in my mouth. Drool spilled down my chin. I nursed on my son’s dick as he pressed that same shaft into my hairless pussy. I felt that thick tip rubbing up and down my lips.

My mind was short-circuiting at the delight. I was sucking on my son and about to be fucked by him at the same time. I whimpered at how amazing this was. My big boobs swayed beneath me. Kurtis rammed into my cock.

I squealed around Kurtis’s dick as his cock plunged to the hilt in my cunt.

These cuckoos were amazing mimics.

“Mother!” groaned the Kurtis in my pussy.

“Yes, yes, Mother,” moaned the Kurtis in my mouth. “Let’s fuck her.”

“Yes, yes, let’s!”

“Fuck our Mother hard,” a fourth Kurtis moaned. I wasn’t even touching his dick. “Pound her!”

I whimpered around the dick in my mouth. I suckled on it as the cock in my pussy pumped away. My twat gripped my son’s cock plunging into my pussy. Drool ran down my chin. I suckled hard, savoring the moment. That hard cock pumped away at my snatch, driving deep and hard into me.

I whimpered, my cheeks hollowing. My tongue danced around his dick. I loved the way he fucked into me. Such hard strokes. That wonderful dick filled my mouth, my pussy, and both my hands. The same cock all at the same time.

I felt like I was dancing through Matar’s Silver Forest. Such joy surged through me.

“Mother!” grunted the Kurtis pounding my cunt. “That pussy is amazing! I love being in you!”

“You suck cock so good, Mother!” moaned the other Kurtis. His hands gripping the side of my head. “Gods, I got to fuck your mouth.”

“Las’s big dick, keep fisting my dick, Mother!” the Kurtis on my left panted. “Yes, yes, that’s good! I’m going to explode with cum.”

“Yes, yes, Mother!” growled the one on my right, his dick twitching in my hand. “Las’s big dick, you’re amazing!”

“So amazing, Mother!” called a Kurtis who wasn’t fucking me.

My boobs bounced and heaved as I savored this. My orgasm built and built in my cunt. My pussy clenched down on that big cock spearing into my snatch. I shuddered, gripping my son’s shaft. Delight spilled through my body. I whimpered around Kurtis’s dick in my mouth.

Drool spilled down my chin. I suckled hard, making such sloppy sounds as he fucked my mouth. I pumped my hands up both of my sons’ dicks. I stroked my hot Kurtises with everything that I had. They all groaned as I pleasured them.

“Mother!” the four of them groaned as they enjoyed my hands, mouth, and pussy. “Oh, Mother, yes, yes! I’m going to cum!”

They were all rising to their orgasms at the same time. That was incredible. I would make four Kurtises cum. Quadruple that amount of incestuous seed I would get to enjoy. I wiggled my hips, stirring my cunt around the dick fucking my cunt. The Kurtis pounding my mouth drove to the back of my throat.

My own orgasm was about to consume me. I came closer and closer to exploding. To just bursting with such passion. I wanted it. I groaned, clamping my cunt down hard on the dick fucking me. He buried to the hilt in me. He fucked me with passion. I groaned, loving that delight.

He pounded me hard and fast. He thrust to the hilt in me. It was incredible to have him fucking my pussy. My mouth. I pistoned my hands up and down his cocks. My son grunted and groaned around me. My four sons. My four Kurtises loved me.

I came.

My pussy convulsed around the cock fucking my snatch. Kurtis gasped as he buried into my snatch. He plunged to the hilt in me and then he erupted. He fired blast after blast of cum into her snatch. It was incredible to enjoy. Stars burst across my vision.

My pussy convulsed and writhed around my son’s cock while I nursed on my other Kurtis’s dick. He grunted and then he erupted. His cum fired into my mouth. His jizz even tasted the same. Just as salty and yummy.

“Mother!” the two Kurtises I fisted both gasped. “Gods damn, yes!”

Their cum splashed my cheeks. Hot jizz sprayed over my face. I bathed in my son’s cum as I drank down his jizz and my pussy milked his cock. It was so incredible. My orgasm burst with even more pleasure. A second climax shuddered through me.

I squealed between gulps of my son’s cum. My pussy milked his dick. I worked out every drop of jizz that was in him. Blast after blast of cum splashed on my face. The spunk ran down my features. I loved the feel of Kurtis’s jizz on me.

My orgasm hit this wonderful peak as I nursed one Kurtis dry with my mouth and the other with my pussy. I wrung out all the cum in the two dicks with my hands. I trembled, my pleasure buzzing through me.

“Mother!” seven Kurtis moaned, some throaty with satisfied bliss, others growling for my body.

The cock in my mouth slid out and I moaned. “Oh, Kurtis, fuck all of your mother’s holes! Please, please, I need you!”

“Damn, Mother,” groaned one Kurtis who was standing apart.

The real Kurtis watched me in awe. I shuddered at the sight of him. The dick in my cunt spilled out, the hot cum trickling down me. Then I was grabbed by another Kurtis. I was pulled over him as he stretched out on his back.

“Ride my cock, Mother!” he growled. “Gods, I need your pussy ramming down my dick.”

“Ooh, yes, Kurtis,” I moaned. “You’re the dick I love. Mmm, you’re so sexy.”

I grabbed his dick and straddled him at the same time. I plunged my pussy down his cock. I moaned at the incestuous meeting of our flesh. Cum ran down my face. My tongue flashed out to lick up the salty delight.

“Mother,” another Kurtis groaned. He pressed his cock into my butt-crack. He went right for my asshole. “Gods, I have to fuck your ass, Mother.”

“Fuck it, Kurtis!” I moaned, my body burning with such lust.

“Suck my dick, Mother!” yet another Kurtis growled. He appeared before me, his dick so hard and swollen.

“Gladly,” I moaned and opened my mouth wide, my hands grabbing his hips.

I slid my lips over his spongy crown as the other Kurtis slammed his cock against my asshole. My anal ring surrendered to my son’s dick. My body knew this shaft. These shafts. I was helpless against them. I had to worship them with all three of my holes.

Nursing on one cock, another dick sliding into my bowels, I slid my cunt up a third shaft. Three Kurtises were enjoying my holes. I shuddered as I savored them, too. I slammed my pussy down that wonderful cock, the other dick burning into my bowels.

My boobs bounced and heaved as I rode one Kurtis. The other pounded my asshole, fucking his dick in and out of my anal sheath. I squeezed both my hole down on their shafts as I suckled on the cock in my mouth.

I nursed on that dick with such hunger. I suckled, my cheeks hollowing. This was such a wild experience. My thighs flexed as I worked my cunt up and down Kurtis’s thick shaft. His big cock pounded my asshole, driving hard into me.

I squealed in delight.

Rapture swelled in my cunt.

Kurtis’s hands squeezed my tits. He groaned as I worked my cunt up and down his cock. “Las’s big dick! That’s it, Mother!”

“Your ass is so tight, Mother!” growled the other Kurtis. His hands gripped my hips. “Keep squeezing that ass around my dick. You’re going to get all that cum you crave.”

I squealed in delight. I wanted that jizz so badly. I craved for it to fire into my snatch. It was outstanding to have them fucking me like this. They pounded me. They buried to the hilt in me again and again. It was incredible.

I whimpered, my boobs bouncing and jiggling in Kurtis’s hands as I rode his cock. My pussy drank in the friction. I rose and rose towards my orgasm. I would have such a big one. Just burst with all that pleasure.

I moaned around the dick in my mouth. I suckled on it with such hunger. I nursed with such passion, my pussy and asshole clinging to Kurtises’ dicks. Those wonderful shafts swelled and swelled my orgasm.

“Oh, Mother, I’m going to cum!” groaned Kurtis, his hands squeezing my tits. “Just keep riding that dick.”

“Gods, that’s amazing,” moaned the Kurtis fucking my mouth.

“Yes, yes, your ass, Mother!” growled the Kurtis pounding my bowels. His dick slammed deep into me. “Your asshole is going to make me burst.”

I squealed around my son’s cock in my mouth. I wanted that.

I suckled with passion. Drool ran down my chin while cum spilled down my cheeks. My pussy melted around Kurtis’s dick and my asshole burned around Kurtis’s cock. Both of my sons felt amazing in me.

I shuddered as Kurtis pistoned his dick in and out of my asshole. My pussy clung to his cock. I worked up and down him as I climbed towards my orgasm. I whimpered, nursing on Kurtis’s shaft with such hunger, wanting his cum to fire into me.

“Gods damn!” all three of my sons groaned. “Mother!”

Fingers pinched my nipples just the way I liked it. pleasure shot down to my cunt working up and down Kurtis’s dick. He grunted and then thrust up as I came down. My clit pressed into his bush. Sparks flared as the cock in my asshole buried to the hilt in me.

I squealed and came.

Another wonderful, incestuous orgasm shot through me. My holes spasmed around Kurtis’s dicks. My flesh writhed around my sons’ cock as I nursed on the wonderful shaft in my mouth. I moaned and groaned, waves of delight washing through me.

“Gods damn!” Kurtis growled as I suckled on his cock. “Yes!”

Hot jizz pumped into my mouth. I savored the salty load of my son’s cum. I gulped it down like a good mother. I quivered, the pleasure rushing through me. It was so intense. My pussy and asshole spasmed on their other dicks.

“Las’s big dick!” gasped the one squeezing my tits. “Yes!” His cum fired into my cunt.

“Mother!” groaned the one fucking my bowels. He buried into my spasming asshole. “Yes, yes, Mother!” His hot jizz jetted into my anal sheath.

All three of my sons spurted their cum into my holes. I gulped down one of Kurtis’s loads while my pussy and asshole milked out the other two Kurtises’ jizz. Their passions bathed my pussy and asshole. I shuddered, stars bursting across my vision.

I loved every moment of my three Kurtises flooding me. The pleasure drowned my mind. rapture and ecstasy gushed through me. I milked them all dry with my sucking mouth, convulsing cunt, and writhing asshole as I hit the peak of my pleasure.

I groaned, so satisfied by my three Kurtises. I knew they weren’t the real one. There was no subtle manipulation of my lusts that Kurtis did to make me cum at just the right moment, but it was still a wondrous experience to be fucked by multiples of him.

“Gods damn,” said the real Kurtis as he stared at me dripping in jizz and my holes full of spunk. “Las’s big dick, that was surreal.”

Yes, it was.

Kurtis

As the cuckoos pulled out of my mother and reverberated to their slender forms, I glanced at the Skuld. “So, I think we are more than willing to be a part of the team.”

I wasn’t a fan of this lying. Part of me wanted to do something about the rakshasas, but I had my own mission. My father was being tormented by Throwia. I had to free him. That had to end. And I was just one person. The corrupt system felt too immense for just one person.

I hoped the rebels could do it. The rakshasas were intense creatures. Their bloodlust and cruelty were impressive to behold.

“Your mother is a daughter of Henta?” asked Skuld. “Truly.”

I nodded, lying again. “That’s how she’s a hermaphrodite and yet could still have a male son.”

“And two daughters.”

I decided not to explain how Lasla was technically my half-sister; we only shared a father. She looked identical to Pyrriah save for their hair color. “Yeah. We were all conceived together and came into the world together. I have to get them back.”

“There is a deva we have capture. She was contracted by Queen Athirmi.” Skuld put her hands behind her back. “We’re loath to kill a demigoddess and attract the ire of the goddess that she serves. I fear that was one of the reasons Queen Athirmi hired her, hoping we would provoke a greater conflict with the divine.”

“Okay.” I knew about the deva. She had been Queen Athirmi’s last attempt to rescue Ufexis.

“Her name is Ziryihm.” Skuld stared at me. “You tamed two rakshasa princesses, one the daughter of Queen Athirmi. Let see if you can turn Ziryihm to our cause. Between you and your mother, it should be doable, yes?”

“Of course,” I said, an idea forming in my mind. “I’d be more than willing to do that.” A deva, huh? I wondered if I could breed a hermaphrodite demigoddess. I bred my mother, but she was a dragon and I was her son. I wasn’t sure about another hermaphroditic race.

Though I was Las’s son. My dick throbbed hard. It would be fun if she had a cock that wasn’t permanent, like Mother. Did Devas work like that?

“Yes, yes, I shall prove my worth and my mother’s to you, Skuld.”

The dwarf smiled. “Mmm, you already have. I haven’t been fucked like that by one man ... ever.” She glanced at her husband. “I know what from they shall take tonight when they ravish me. I have to experience what your mother just did.”

I winked at her, my dick throbbing.

Pyrriah – Ankush, Queendom of Naith

The cell opened and I strode out, giving wary glances at Solja the Troll and Tharaka his orc half-sister. They were both bigger than me, especially the Troll. He had to crouch to keep from scraping his head across the ceiling. They wanted to talk, but I was nervous they wanted to do something worse to me.

My brother and I had defeated them in the arena. Were they out for revenge.

“You have nothing to fear from us right now,” Solja rumbled. The troll marched at his crouch down the tunnel away from the cell that held the three rakshasa-slaves and Nephi. My sister was still out with her meeting with Queen Athirmi.

“Right now?” I asked.

“You are an honorable and worthy warrior,” Solja rumbled “I would not lie to you. Today, we are not enemies. Who can say what tomorrow will bring.”

“Ah,” I said. “True enough.” His words held a blunt truth that I found reassuring.

“Tharaka and I were ... humbled on the sands.” He reached the end of the cells and sat down against the wall, bringing his head to eye-level with her. “I realized I could have lost my sister. It was ... a moment of fear. I had never felt such a dread before. Worse than facing your fire.”

I snored. “That didn’t do much but piss you off.” She glanced at him. “Queen Athirmi paid for a priestess to heal you.”

Tharaka spat. “We have our own money. The queen had no more need for us. Your brother has usurped our role.”

“Sorry,” I said.

The orc shrugged. She was a hulking woman, busty and fierce. “He won. You two proved better than us. It is only right that you have won the queens’ favor.”

I frowned. “So, what are we doing here? You didn’t come here just to tell me that you’re not holding a grudge.”

“We still have business in Shizhuth,” said Solja. “We cannot go officially ourselves, but we can go in your brother’s retinue. We can be guards in exchange for transport.”

I stared at them. They would be effective guards. Nephi and I were skilled fighters, but more would be useful. We would be sailing into waters prowled by pirates soon. Having the troll and orc would be boons.

“I can’t say yes,” I said. “I have to talk to Kurtis when he returns.”

“If he returns,” said Tharaka, her face gloomy.

“He will return,” I said, giving them both hard looks. “My brother is not one to fail at tasks.”

Solja shrugged. “You cannot speak of tomorrow. The queen wants her alchemist back. The gnome is important to her ambition. The chief breeder was taken to stop her from caring for the women I have bred. They need her alchemical treatments to survive the pregnancies let alone make it to term.”

My stomach squirmed. I knew what happened to women trolls bred. They always conceived and always died. Most didn’t even make it to give birth, which meant there weren’t many trolls.

“The queen will have an army of trolls and the means to breed more safely,” said Solja.

“She doesn’t strike me as a woman who cares if her salves die birthing better ones,” I muttered.

“The queen hates waste,” said Tharaka. “If those women survive, they can conceive again or be useful in different ways. She treats her slaves well because she paid good money for them and doesn’t want to squander them.”

“That is why Kurtis has been sent,” said Solja. “The queen will sacrifice anything to get her chief breeder back. Even your brother. If he fails, it will be my sister and I will try. We shall cut a bloody path into the rebels and die gloriously.”

“Then let’s hope my brother succeeds,” I said, biting my lip. “These women are already pregnant?”

“They will be fine for another month,” said Tharaka. “But then the supplies run out and known but the gnome can make it.”

“She didn’t mention any of this to my brother,” I muttered. What else was the queen hiding? Gods, I hated this place.

“Rakshasas are averse to telling the truth,” said Solja. “They like to slink in the shadows. They are not warriors but assassins. They will never face you head-on. They will weaken you with barbs and poisons. Bleed you with a thousand cuts until you have no strength to stand.”