Farah stirred in the scented breeze that wafted through her bedchambers. Her eyes were wide open, gazing up into the darkness; the minotaur goddess Excellia slept next to her, her breasts gently rising and falling as she indulged in sacred dreams.
The Egyptian sighed and quietly slid out of bed, draping her magnificent body in a sheer, perfumed linen robe. She was restless. There was a sense of strange events about to unfold, a sense that she'd had since Apis, the divine bull-god, had impregnated her and Excellia. They had given birth, midwifed by his nymph servants, but their sons had disappeared with the god.
She stepped lightly outside, standing in the night, staring up at the stars. That had been months ago. She located the constellation that represented the bull god, and sighed again. Her pussy still ached for his holy cocks.
“I suppose it's a god's right to take from humans,” she murmured, “But if Apis has ruined me for horses forever, I am going to be extremely disappointed.”
A heavy hand fell on her shoulder, and she felt a tingling spread over her skin. She nuzzled the hand with her cheek, but it was larger, less smooth than Excellia's, and she turned around, confusion marking her lovely face.
Farah gasped as the moonlight revealed a strong, smiling black-skinned minotaur. His horns curved upwards like Apis's, and his muscular body made her pussy moisten instantly. He was wearing a simple loincloth that bulged fascinatingly, and his left shoulder showed a white-and-gold mark – Apis's horns-and-sun-disc sigil, combined with an ankh like the one that decorated Farah's face.
“Hello, mother.”
The minotaur's voice was low, husky; it sent vibrations through Farah's lush body, made her nipples stiffen on her huge breasts, even as she felt a sudden guilty shame at feeling so aroused at what was apparently her own son!
He stepped towards her, and she stood straight; he folded her into his arms, and she felt her breasts pressing against his chest, the delicious curve of his half-erect cock hot and wonderful against her thighs.
Her cheeks heating up, she stepped backwards, half-turning away. “You're... so big,” she said lamely, and he laughed, the sound making her quiver.
“My father is a god, dear mother,” he reminded her, standing behind her and bending down to rest his chin on her shoulder. His arms encircled her smooth belly, and his prick nestled perfectly between her glorious asscheeks. He nuzzled into her neck. “My name is Nuru.”
His physical intimacy was excruciatingly erotic, and Farah was so wet that she was afraid it was going to trickle down her thighs. Her heart thrumming, she pushed away from her sexy son, holding him at arm's length to look him up and down.
When her eyes hit his cock again, she gulped. It had snaked its way around his loincloth, and it was incredible. He folded his arms and smirked as she licked her lips, her eyes locked to his crotch.
“Like what you see, mother?”
Farah bit her lip. “It's... so flattering that you'd get... so, so hard for an older woman like me,” she said, her breath catching in her throat. Her fingers flexed on his shoulders, aching to wrap around that member, but... he was her son!
Nuru reached out, taking her chin in his hand, lifting her face to his. Her eyes were big and warm, and his dark gaze set a fire in her belly that she could not extinguish. “Mother,” he breathed, and suddenly he was inside the circle of her arms, holding her tight, kissing her neck. “I am a demigod, and I know the secret desires of your heart.”
The queen mother laughed almost frantically, wriggling out of her agonizingly hot son's grip. “Let's go inside,” she suggested, her voice squeaky with conflicted lust. Not waiting for an answer, she walked back towards her room. Nuru's smile was bright in the darkness as he followed.
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“Mother?”
Excellia stirred and blinked her luminous eyes, looking up from her bed. She was lying on her belly, her big boobs pleasantly pressed against the soft feather-stuffed mattress, the smooth, bronze curves of her butt luscious under the thin linen sheet. The demigoddess arched her back, and then gave a cry of joy at the sight that greeted her.
The minotaur standing next to her bed was tall, taller than her, and his skin was gleaming bronze – a shade darker than hers. His head was crowned with four curving horns, and his chest was marked deeper than a tattoo with a broad sun disc bearing her magical red Taurus sign. She knew instantly that this was her son by Apis, and she rose quickly to her knees on the bed, her face lighting up.
He laughed softly as she ran her palms over the birthmark on his chest, over the muscles of his stomach; he caressed her face, and she kissed his fingertips with hot lips. Then, catching his golden eyes, she gripped his horns and pulled him down into a deep kiss, their tongues slithering into each others' mouths as mother and son greeted each other for the first time.
After what felt like half an hour, he pulled back, grinning, and kissed her forehead. “My name is...”
“Amsu, I know,” Excellia broke in, almost impatiently. She looked up at him, her eyes dancing impishly. She stretched, and he watched the glorious curves of her massive tits. He knelt next to the bed – with him kneeling on the floor, and her kneeling on the mattress, his head came to exactly the height of her boobs.
Excellia lifted her breasts. Her hard, pebbly nipples were dying to be suckled, her boobs heavy with milk, and Amsu licked his lips. The minotaur queen sighed happily when he set his mouth to her teat, and the sensation of him drinking from her breast made her womanhood instantaneously sopping wet.
Sensing her need from the minute shifts of her body, Amsu slid a hand between his mother's kneeling thighs, and as he switched to her other breast, he penetrated her with a thick middle finger. The heat of his own demigodlike power made the sexy MILF arch her back, almost taking her nipple from her son's mouth, but he gently bit, and she shuddered as she came.
He lifted his head up, his lips wet with her milk, as he kept fingering her, and she steadied herself with her hands on his broad shoulders.
“I don't think I've ever – Oh! – Ever come faster, my dear Amsu!” she moaned happily as his thumb pressed her clitoris. A second finger joined the first, and she squealed as she came again, then pushed him away, fluttering her hands at him.
“You silly boy, don't you know mothers are supposed to take care of their sons, not the other way around?” she purred as she maneuvered him onto the bed, motioning him to sit at the edge. He was almost naked, and his long, flared cock was completely unobstructed by the scanty loincloth he wore; Excellia ripped the cloth away in her eagerness, her heart thumping from her climaxes and from the magnificent mass of his amazing dick.
“You take after your father, Amsu,” she said coyly, winking up at him, and he laughed, leaning back, resting on his arms.
“Now, let's see...” she murmured, looking at his member from all angles. He watched her, amused. “How shall I begin? Ah, I know...”
Amsu grinned as Excellia opened her palm and a tiny bottle appeared. Thin oil poured in wonderful-smelling lines over her heavy, beautiful breasts. The demigoddess smiled slyly at her son. “Would you like to rub it in? My hands are going to be... occupied.” She gripped his big, wonderful rod as she spoked, and it twitched and hardened in her hands.
Sitting up, Amsu reached down and spread the oil over his mother's boobs, both of them loving the way it felt. Her skin was hot, her breasts an amazing combination of soft and firm, and his prick grew another few inches in her grasp, making her giggle.
“Lie back now, son,” she instructed him. “Your mother's going to take good care of you, to pay you back for those nice orgasms.”
Amsu leaned back on his arms again, and Excellia lifted her breasts so that his cockhead just touched the cleft at their base. He groaned as she lowered herself, pressing her tits together, so that his dick slid between them like it was sliding into a deliriously tight, wet pussy.
She grinned at his obvious pleasure, her body tingling at the thought that she was titfucking her own son. Her breasts were so big that even with his huge cock, when she lowered herself completely, only the top three inches or so stuck out of her cleavage.
Moving rhythmically, she fucked her son's rod with her mammaries, loving the way his hot shaft felt between her orbs, loving the gasps and moans she drew from his lips as she pleasured him. Her own pussy was wickedly wet, desperately in need of a good, incestuous plowing, but she wanted to do this for her son – and anyways, she knew from his father that he would easily be able to come for her five or six times in a row. She was determined to fuck him until he couldn't fuck any more, or until she couldn't walk right for a week, whichever came first.
Excellia used her left arm to hold her breasts together, making the fuck-channel that Amsu was so entranced by; her right arm slipped between his spread thighs to cup his lovely, full balls. He groaned at her touch, and she gently squeezed, feeling the cum roiling inside. It made her speed up, milk trickling out of her nipples as she gave him the boob job of his life. She wanted that cum!
Bending forwards, she captured the tip of his dick in her mouth, that wonderful flared tip feeling amazing as it slipped past her lips. Still moving her tits, she pressed against the underside of his cockhead, squeezing his balls again, ever so gently. About ten seconds of that, and Amsu was done.
He grabbed her horns and pulled her down, roaring with release as he came, and his mother gave a gurgling laugh as her mouth filled with his wild, hot white cum, making her cheeks bulge and her tongue tingle with the incredible flavor of it. He sawed his cockhead back and forth over her tongue, and ever movement brought another little spurt of jizz, each drop tasting better than the last! It took minutes for his balls to empty into her mouth; she held off swallowing as much as she could, wanting to feel it all sliding down her throat at once.
The sound of bare feet on stone made the minotaur queen turn, her mouth stuffed with her son's sperm, to see Farah walking in with hot cheeks, her body shaking with poorly suppressed desire. A broad, dark, godlike minotaur followed her, smirking, his hips swaying to make his cock swing between his legs.
Excellia gulped, her throat moving as she swallowed her son's cum. The sweet, sticky fluid felt even better flowing down into her belly than she'd thought it would, and from the way his balls felt in her hand, he was already ready to go again.
Farah hid her face with her hands, but she looked at her lover through parted fingers, shivering. Her nipples poked out hard from her robe. “Um, Excellia,” she said uncertainly. “I want to introduce my son, Nuru.”
Nuru waved at her. “Hello, Aunt Excellia,” he said, stepping up behind his mother and letting a hand rest on her broad bottom.
Excellia licked the last of Amsu's seed from her lips and grinned at the two, enjoying Farah's vague embarrassment at her son's affection.
“Lovely to meet you, Nuru,” she said, smiling. She squeezed her son's cock, and sperm dribbled out of the tip, running down the shaft in luscious little rivers. She licked one off, smacking her lips. “And Farah, I want you to meet my son, Amsu.”
Farah gasped and her knees buckled, but Nuru's arms were around her and he pulled her back against him. She moaned at the sensation of his glorious cock pressing between her buttcheeks. “Your... s-son?” she managed to murmur.
Excellia grinned wider and watched the Egyptian MILF, still cleaning her son's prick off. “Oh, yes,” she said. “Isn't he delicious? How does yours taste?”
Farah looked over her shoulder at Nuru. His cock twitched, nestled between the gorgeous half-globes of her bottom, and he kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth before she could protest. She gave herself up to the kiss, the feeling of his body against hers making her crazy with need, and when he picked her up and turned her to face him, she wrapped her legs around his waist and ground her hips forward, mad with her wicked lust.
He carried her to the bed and set her down next to Excellia; both minotaurs knelt to their mothers, then grinned at each other. Excellia and Farah looked down at their sons.
Excellia smiled broadly; Farah giggled nervously.
“Excellia, could I... could I borrow Amsu?” the queen mother whispered in her lover's ear, but Excellia shook her head, her eyes bright.
“Oh, no, my dear Farah,” she purred. “Maybe after I've had that amazing cock inside me.”
Farah still looked conflicted, so the demigoddess leaned over. “Why don't you just give him a quick cocksucking,” she breathed, running her hand up Farah's thigh.
The sexy Egyptian shivered, then nodded. “That's... that's hardly incestuous at all, is it?” she reasoned, trying to excuse her unmotherly feelings towards Nuru.
Excellia licked her earlobe. “That's the spirit!” she said, then turned back to Amsu as Farah slid off the bed and onto her knees. “Now, son... where were we?”
Nuru sat straight, his dark skin gleaming in the lamplight, and Farah felt goosebumps break out on her arms as she stared at his cock. It was big, perhaps not quite as long as a stallion's, but thicker, and as she watched a droplet of precum welled up out of the tip.
The Egyptian's son beckoned her forward, and she scooted close as if drawn by invisible strings until she was kneeling between his knees, looking up at him. His horns framed a lamp that was hanging behind him, making him look like his father, and she smiled. Nuru reached down and took her hands in his, bringing them to his lips to kiss, and then Farah's skin tingled and her mouth opened as he pressed them to his hard, ready phallus.
Her fingers curled naturally around his girth, and she let her breath sigh out of her, her breasts rising and falling. Nuru twitched her robe off her shoulders with quick fingers, and Farah shut her eyes. She couldn't look at him. So she pointed his prick towards her waiting mouth and leaned down.
She had to stretch to get the flared cockhead past her pretty lips, but she did it, and when that drop of precum splashed down on her tongue, the flavor spreading through her mouth, her eyes snapped open again. Her pupils dilated and she gave a ragged moan around the fat slab of cockmeat stretching her lips wide.
Nuru laughed, put his hands on the back of her head, and pulled her forwards.
Farah's eyes bulged as her son's cock plunged past the back of her mouth and down into her tight, hot throat. She gagged and choked, struggling to breath, as he worked her head back and forth, fucking her face with his monstrous minotaur member. Obscene, sloppy slurping noises leaked out as Nuru pummeled his own mother's helpless throat with his enormous dick.
The Egyptian MILF's eyes were watering with the force her sexy son was using on her, but her pussy was dripping wet. She gripped his muscular thighs for support, her nails digging into his skin, and it just spurred him on until the sounds of him violating her poor mouth filled the bedchamber. Her neck was visibly distorted by his godlike member; Farah could feel it, and it made her, insanely, even hornier.
Nuru finally slowed his manhandling of her head, leaving just the tip in her sore mouth. He held her there, steady, and she knew what he wanted. Her fingers gripped his wet shaft and she began to jack him off, her hands flying up and down her son's delicious length as she sucked hard on his cockhead.
He groaned his appreciation as his mother applied her slutty skills to his dick, his fingers curled tightly into her long, black hair. He hunched forward, bending over her, his horns casting shadows down the lovely lines of her back.
Farah's tongue was busy on the underside of her son's cockhead, and she could feel from the way his member was twitching in her hands that he was about to pop. A tiny voice in her head suggested that maybe he would be satisfied with a blowjob from his mother – but then she looked up, her lips lush and pretty wrapped around his dick, and she saw the heat in his eyes, and she knew that she was going to give her body to him.
His balls tightened, and she felt the rush of his sperm up his shaft an instant before it shot into her mouth, squirting out her nose with the force of his ejaculation to dribble down her face. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she tasted her son's jizz, hot and salty-sweet, almost smoky in her mouth.
Feeling another spurt coming, she swallowed hard, a cupful of cum sliding down her throat. She sucked hard, and Nuru's seed filled his mother's mouth again, stuffing her face with hot sperm. She drank greedily, her belly suddenly twisting with a whorish need for her son's jizz.
Nuru grunted as he unloaded for a third time, cradling Farah's face; she looked into his eyes with motherly adoration and decidedly unmotherly lust. He stood up, and she gave a tiny cry as his cockhead slipped out of her mouth, drooling a trail of seed down over her enormous breasts. He gripped his cock and stroked it, smiling at his kneeling mother.
Her eyes were fiery, insane with the need for him, and she panted with the desire that sizzled through her body. His teeth flashed as his smile spread, and he hefted his half-erect dick. “You deserve this, mother,” he said. “You deserve to be good and fucked by this cock.”
Farah moaned at his words and moved forward, holding her son's gaze as she opened her mouth with a sigh and sucked one of his heavy, dangling balls into her mouth. She slurped on it, very gently sucking, and she felt his member stiffening into full erection against the side of her face. Cum dribbled from its tip, getting into her hair, running down her cheeks, and she couldn't stop shaking with the force of her arousal.
Nuru pushed her onto her back on the rug, and she wriggled, spreading her legs, her fingers digging into the soft fabric beneath her as she wordlessly begged her son to fuck her. He knelt down over her, his cock like a tower, and she whimpered with lust as he planted himself firmly between her magnificent tits.
She stared down at it, as the stallion-like tip of him appeared and disappeared between her wonderful breasts, and she felt herself getting impossibly wetter. Her body was out of her control, moving almost randomly as jolts of sexual energy surged through her system.
Turning her head away briefly, she saw Excellia sitting on her son Amsu's lap, kissing him hard, his huge cock rising up behind her, being squeezed between the demigoddess's lush buttcheeks. Farah giggled. It was really sexy to watch them, to see the pleasure mother and son were taking with each other.
Amsu lifted Excellia by her big hips, and the minotaur queen squealed happily as her son pushed her down to her hands and knees. She wiggled her big, bronze butt at him, and he gripped her cheeks with strong hands, making her moan. His fingers dug into the firm flesh of her juicy rump, and his cock slotted perfectly into her hot, wet pussy.
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