<6> (Ruunia's Revelation - 2)

	The younger male blinked a few times as if finally coming to his senses, suddenly looking rather nervous as he tried to meet his mother's eyes.  "S-sorry mother, I was just-"

	"Good," she cut him off gently, and with a flourish of her arms, her thin robes fell down around her ankles to leave her standing in only a set of matching silver-and-purple underwear.  "Let me tell you a story, honey," she purred much more gently as both hands reached behind her to unhook her brassiere.

	Alir's eyes almost immediately went from nervously-narrow to wide-eyed saucers in shock.  His mother had always been a stern, commandeering woman who often took charge, but never before had she acted like this.  Still, he'd never been one to deny her, and the added throb to his erection was more than enough motivation to listen.  "Alright," he agreed gently and began to clamber back up to sit on the much more cushioned edge of his bed.

	"When I was your age, I was much like you," she confessed as her brassiere tumbled to the floor, exposing her sizable, indigo-colored breasts, each topped with a small, dark purple nipple.  Gravity brought them a couple inches lower than the brassiere had led to believe, but as she bent over to pull down her panties, the added swing was something Alir just couldn't look away from.  "I slept a great deal, sometimes with company, and in hindsight I know this is why my elders looked down on me."  As she uprighted herself, her long legs brought her closer and closer to her son.  The deep-blue-skinned male had to lean backwards as Ruunia gently climbed up to kneel on his bed, straddled his lap, and pushed his erection tight to his chest with her spread, soaked nether lips.  "But they were wrong.  Everything in my past led me to my future, and over time I took to the training of the monks.  They honed this body to its peak.  I learned the discipline they felt I so desperately needed... but that discipline has kept me from you ever since your father left," she continued as her hips began to grind her nethers firmly down along his erection, soaking it with her nectar and quietly milking several tendrils of precum from his cockhead.  The thick carpet of silver curls above her quim disappeared and reappeared with each shift of her toned body, though the massive breasts that swung practically into Alir's face had drawn much more of his attention.  "And that... that is the true crime," she spoke breathlessly before letting out a husky, lustful moan.  Her wide hips bore down on his cock, and with another shift its head was pressed squarely against her hungry nether lips.  "So, honey... will you go back to sleep now... or will you take charge of your life like a good boy?"

	I mean... the choice was pretty obvious.

	Alir's hands suddenly shot upward, each one planting itself onto a cheek of his mother's bare, pillowy ass, prompting a sharp squeak of a moan from Ruunia.  Before he even had a chance to try and stop himself, the lust-fueled Alir's hips shot upward as he pulled his mother's ass down, plunging all but the very last inch of his throbbing cock between his own mother's seasoned nether lips.  Sheer instinct took hold of the awakened male nightborne, and without warning his lips shot upward to latch [i]hard[/i] onto his mother's right nipple to suckle hungrily.

	Ruunia threw her head back as a tender moan leapt from her lips, her body naturally lowering closer to her son's to allow him easy access to her swinging tits.  "That's it...!" she gasped as her wide hips ground down against him, shifting her weight from one side to the other to bury as much of that delicious length inside her as she could manage.  "I knew my baby boy had it in him... you've grown so much in the past few decades," she purred, her gaze drifting over his splayed hair and down to look him in the eye as he suckled.  "But sometimes... mommy needs reminding of how much her son loves her!"

	Ruunia had never, [i]ever[/i] spoken this way around Alir before.  Heck, even when he was young, he couldn't remember a time when either of them referred to her as 'mommy'.  Still, that single word seemed to stoke his fires of passion far more than he'd expected it to, and his well-muscled hips began to rhythmically, powerfully pump up against his mother as he desperately suckled and pulled at her nipple.  Her taste, her natural scent, the feeling of her nether lips squeezed around his cock... all of it gave him a newfound appreciation for his mother, and more than that, all of it sent his lustful urges into an almost otherworldly overdrive.  "Mom..." was all Alir could gasp as he released her nipple, only to pop his lips over her untended nipple instead, and begin his suckling anew as his hips wildly thrusted up against her bouncing backside.

	The mature nightborne's silvery hair grew more and more disheveled each time she rocked her body down against her son's.  Her sweet nectar slicked his rapidly thrusting cock, so much so that her tangle of silver curls and his rapidly bouncing balls were likewise drenched as well.  "Oh baby...!" she cried between feverish, shameless moans of delight.  "Your bastard of a father has nothing on you...!  He couldn't... make me cum... if he wanted to...!"

	Alir's long ears twitched at his mother's words, surprising himself with the swelling pride in both his chest and his cock.  He had nothing but disdain for the male who so callously abandoned both him and his loving mother, and to hear that he had [i]something[/i] better than him -even if it was fucking the domineering Ruunia- brought him an added layer of pleasure he had not expected.  Within mere moments, the pressure of climax had an iron grip on his swinging balls -something he was far more familiar with in regard to his own hand than beneath a beautiful woman- and before he could even muster the words to warn her, his hips ground [i]hard[/i] against his mother's ass.  A muffled cry of pleasure rumbled against her heavy breasts as his cock suddenly shot rope after thick rope of sticky, virile cum into his mother's pussy, sending the both of them into a series of climactic spasms as they clung to one another for dear life.

	Ruunia's bosom heaved as she gasped into her son's neck, her naked back quivering and quaking as she milked him for every drop she could.  The second his lips parted from her nipple, Ruunia pulled him into a fearsome, needy kiss as she ran her hands desperately through his long hair.  As they parted, the couple exchanged devious grins, while Ruunia dared to bounce her hips a few extra times, testing how hard he still was.  "Mmmh... mommy wants to see how much her boy can take. You think you're up to the task, honey?" she whispered seductively into his ear.

	The lustful fervor only seemed hotter even after he'd climaxed, and indeed he was still inexplicably harder than ever.  "Anything for you, mom."
