Queen's Castle: Jeanette's Party

She arrived outside the solar her older sons shared. Grotok, Belkor, and Trogar were all inside, and as usual the elder two were picking on the Trogar, the youngest. Although he was fourteen, he still hadn't undergone the change; he still had many human features, and was noticeably smaller than his older brothers. He might be too young to hear what I have to say. "That's enough of that you two, leave him alone." She said as she stepped out from the passage. "Trogar, run along now. I need to speak to your brothers."

"I want to hear whatever you have to say, mother! I'm old enough!"

"You heard her, run along runt. Whatever it is it's too important for the likes of you." Grotok said, sniggering as he pushed Trogar toward the door.

"I'll tell you about it one day, Trogar, but not now. Later. Go." Jeanette looked at Trogar sternly until the younger half-orc finally turned and trudged out of the room. She then turned and addressed her eldest sons. "There's something you're going to hear, and it's better you hear it from me."

That made her sons look concerned. "What is it mother?" Belkor asked. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes, it's just well," how was she going to say this, "tonight was my birthday party, as you know, and things got a little out of hand."

Grotok gave Belkor a look. They had both heard about their mother's parties. What could have happened to make her talk to them about it?

"You see" this is the hardest thing she'd had to do. How could she tell them that she tied herself up, blindfolded, naked, and then their half-brother fucked her and she loved it? Thinking about it like that really made her think about what she was doing. She fucked their brother; her son. These were her sons as well. What would fucking them be like?

"See what, mom? What are you trying to tell us?" Grotok leaned forward, a mix of concern and curiosity on his face.

She studied Grotok's face. He looks just like his father, she thought, though she had never seen Turogg at this age. "During the party, I was, well, I was blindfolded and getting birthday spankings, when, when Agmar spanked me, and then fucked me."

Silence reigned as her sons sat there, stunned.

"But you're his mother! How did it happen? Why?"

"I don't know what he was thinking. We did not get an opportunity to discuss it afterward. I was vulnerable, and he took advantage of the situation. But it was seen by many people, and so there is likely to be a lot of talk." Jeanette's heart pounded furiously. It felt good to make the confession to her children. Too good, actually; she started to feel herself get wet again.

"Well, at least no one knows for sure if he's your son or not," said Grotok, "that will take some of the edge out. Is there anything else?"

"Well, yes there is." Her heart started to beat faster. "His spanking, well, it was really more of a beating."

"A beating?" asked Belkor darkly.

"What do you mean?" Pressed Grotok.

With trembling hands, Jeanette untied her silk robe and then shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it flutter to the floor. The gusset of her panties began to grow moist as she stood there, wearing only a thong, while her two oldest sons perused her otherwise naked body.

"I'm going to kill him!" Growled Grotok.

"Not if I get him first!" Belkor snarled.

"Now now, there is no reason for that" she said as she approached them. She could feel their eyes on her bare breasts and it made her nipples throb. "I could have asked him to stop and I didn't. I enjoyed, it actually." She extended her arms out to touch their right and left shoulders respectively. What am I doing? "There's more. After he put his thing, his cock inside me, there came a time when the blindfold fell off. I saw who it was I was with, saw that it was your brother, Agmar, my son, and I didn't stop it. I couldn't stop it. I enjoyed it in a way I didn't expect."

Her sons' eyes widened even more now, and she could feel them tense. They looked at each other, and then at her again.

"You enjoyed it?"

Am I really going to do this? She didn't even know how it happened, how the decision was made without her realizing it. But it had been. She was going to sleep with these sons as well. "Yes, I did. Violating that taboo made me appreciate and enjoy sex more than I had in a long time. In a way, it's brought me closer together with Agmar. A wall between us has come down. And I want to have that with you." She brought her hands down and rubbed them between their legs, cupping their shafts in her hands.

Jeanette leaned in to kiss Grotok, but not in an affectionate, motherly way. She kissed him deeply, the way Agmar had kissed her. She pushed her tongue into his mouth as she jerked their cocks.

Grotok groaned as his hands found their way to his mother's waist. He held her tightly, pulling her in close as his shaft swelled in his hand. He couldn't help but move his hips forward, rubbing back against her soft palm and dexterous fingers as he lashed her tongue with his own.

Belkor moaned as well and reached around Jeanette to cup her ass cheek. He squeezed the rump with one hand while the other reached forward and down between her legs to rub his mother's pussy through the soft, thin fabric of her panties.

"Ah, that's it, let's experience this together. I want you, both of you my big strong boys." Jeanette smiled and slid her hands inside their pants.

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Trogar watched in surprise as his mother fished out his brothers' cocks and started to stroke them. His own shaft began to stiffen as he watched her soft white hands slide up and down their thick grey members. He cupped it through his pants, and began to softly rub while his gaze travelled to his mother's ass, and then up her bruised and battered body, before going back down to the string of the thong nestled between her ass cheeks.

What is she doing? He wondered, and why didn't she include me? The Prince clenched his jaw and grinded his teeth. Doesn't she think I'm old enough? Just because I haven't gone through the change yet doesn't mean I'm not a man!

Jealousy flared in him as he watched Belkor roll down Jeanette's panties so he could touch her pussy directly. While his thick, broad fingers slid around his mother's slipper cunt, Jeanette stepped out of the panties and kicked them back behind her. Trogar stifled a groan as he watched Grotok grasp their mother's tits and massage them in his hands. He tried to imagine how they felt, and resented that his brother knew for sure.

He pulled his cock out of his pants and started to stroke it directly while imagining it was his mother doing it, just as she was stroking off his brothers. His gaze drifted to the Queen's hands again, and he watched intently as she jerked off her sons. He tried to match her pace and technique as he pictured her jerking him off instead.

Jeanette's moan triggered another wave of jealousy. I could make her feel better than either of them!

His mother seemed pleased enough however as Belkor played with her pussy and Grotok suckled on her tits. She continued to jerk them off, running her fist up and down both lengths. Finally she leaned in whisper to her sons. Trogar leaned in, trying to hear what she was saying, but couldn't in. When the trio began to move to the far side of the room, he saw his chance.

Trogar snuck back into the room and hid behind a chair to get a better look at his brothers and mother. Grotok was backing against a wall facing their mother, while Belkor repositioned behind her. From here, he could hear the words they were speaking.

"Grotok is oldest, so it's only fair that he gets to fuck my pussy first. You can take my ass Belkor, but don't worry, I'm sure there will be a chance to switch in the future."

The future? You mean this wasn't a onetime thing? Why was he being excluded! Trogar continued to fume as he jerked his cock. He watched eagerly as Grotok lifted their mother up and position her above his shaft. Jeanette spread her legs and wrapped them around her son and allowed him to guide her down his pole.

His fingers tightened around his shaft as he watched his brother's cock disappear inside their mother. Fuck that looks hot! Why won't mom fuck me like that? He began to wank furiously, but then growled in frustration as Belkor appeared behind her, blocking his view of his mother's naked ass. He's going to put it inside her too! If she's going to fuck both of them the least she could do is suck me off too!

The Prince looked around the room for a better vantage point to watch his mother getting fucked by his brothers. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be any better spot than where he already was. However, he did see his mother's discarded thong, and scooped it up. The gusset was moist and heady with his mom's pungent aroma.

He brought the soiled undergarment to his nose and inhaled deeply as he resumed stroking his cock. The scent made him shiver in pleasure, and helped him imagine himself in his brother's place. He pictured himself with his mother, and in his fantasy he was the one making her moan as he dragged his tongue up along her juicy slit.

It rankled in the back of his mind that the moans he was hearing were caused by his brothers and not him. Indeed, the deeper he got into his fantasy and the harder he stroked the louder she seemed to moan. Trogar opened his eyes to glance over at his brothers vigorously fucking their mom, pounding into both holes violently. They are fucking her like a whore, but I suppose that's to be expected. Trogar changed his fantasy, now picturing himself being the one fucking her. He imagined pushing her up against the wall and fucking her hard from behind. I'm going to cum so deep inside you mother! I'm going to fill you up with my seed!

"Ah, aaaaah!" Jeanette cried out shrilly as she climaxed on her sons' cocks. She continued to bounce between them both as she rode the crest of her pleasure. Finally, when she came down from the high she spoke again. "Mmm....let me down boys. I'll finish you in my mouth so we don't risk Grotok cumming inside me."

When it's my turn I'm not going to stop, he thought. I'm going to shove my cock right in your womb and force you to have my son!

Trogar wrapped the silky panties around his cock, placing the tip right into the gusset and began to jerk furiously. He watched as Jeanette knelt before her sons and grabbed their cocks again. She took turns sucking each one, and sometimes she even sucked both. Finally, she held them both above her face and stroked until they both climaxed and shot their hot seed all over their mother's face.

Oh fuck! Take it you dirty slut! Trogar's own shaft exploded at the sight and flooded his mother's panties with his cum. Spurt after spurt soaked into the already moist gusset as he milked out every last drop of seed he could. Oh shit, I can't put these panties back dirty like this. I'll have to take them with me and hope she thinks she lost them. He looked at the trio again, and watched enviously as his brothers' cum dripped down off their mother's face onto her breasts. I better go now, while they're distracted. But one day I'll get my chance!