The Zamoran Bride Ch. 03

Chapter 03: The Night before the Wedding

Asleep, Ilyana dreamt of the night before her wedding. She retired from the feast prepared in her honor early - lacking an appetite due to her apprehension of the coming nuptials the following day. The Zamoran went to bed afraid of the Turanians and depravities supposedly practiced in their seraglios.

She tried masturbating herself to sleep, but her orgasm only made her more restless and uncomfortable. As the perspiration caused by her climax chilled her body, she wished for a thicker blanket to warm her shivering figure. Fortunately for the future bride, her mother visited her chamber out of concern for Ilyana's health.

Tatyana, Ilyana's thirty-two-year-old mother and concubine to Ivan Yuriev, found her eighteen-year-old daughter wide awake in bed. Unsurprisingly, since she purposely failed to give Ilyana proper insulation against nocturnal climate of the Eastern Desert, Tatyana Dmitrova hoped that her child might invite her into bed. Indeed, Derketo answered her incestuous prayer when Ilyana said:

- Can I sleep with you tonight, mother?

Removing her own garments, she slipped into bed to join her daughter. Wrapping her arms around her child, Tatiana warmed Ilyana with her body. The cold sweat that covered her skin slowly heated as Ilyana took comfort in her mother's warm bosom. With her departing anxiety, hunger returned to Ilyana's thoughts. She heard her stomach grumble loudly; prompting Tatiana to offer her right breast to her daughter:

- This one is still full of milk....

She quickly latched on to her nipple. Sucking her mother's milk into her mouth, Ilyana quickly gulped the breastmilk down her throat. Like all the other times the young Zamoran nursed from her mother, Ilyana inserted one of her legs so that her thigh touched Tatiana's vulva. Following her daughter's example, the senior odalisque of Ivan Yuriev's harem lodged one of her limbs between Ilyana's slightly parted thighs.

Parent and child soon stimulated one another -- grinding their thighs into the other's mound. At the peak of her climax, Ilyana (still suckling her mother's tit) bit into Tatiana's nipple. The pain pushed Tatiana into orgasm as she cradled her daughter's head in her arms. On her cleavage, her daughter's labored breaths blew warmth into her heaving chest. Suddenly, she felt tears wetting her bosom. Taking one of her hands to raise Ilyana's face upwards, the slave stared into her daughter's weeping visage and asked:

- What's the matter, my dear child?

Realizing that the night marked the end of further intimacy with her parent, Ilyana wailed:

- After tonight, we will no longer be able to make love, mother!

Sobbing again after her pathetic declaration, Ilyana once more buried her face in her mother's breasts. She naturally inhaled Tatiana's maternal scent and sensed her parent stroking her dark tresses in order to soothe her hysterical fit. While the aforementioned hand combed through her drenched locks -- soaked from the paroxysms she experienced with a mix of euphoria and melancholy -- the other hand belonging to her mother wandered down to rub her mons veneris.

Ilyana then freed one of her arms so that her hand caressed her mother's moistened sex: palming Tatiana's clitoris as her index and ring fingers glided between the older woman's labia; the middle finger plunged into thrall's vagina -- fingering the folds of her mother's passage.

Orgasming from her daughter's digits, Tatiana returned her child's show of affection by working her fingers round Ilyana's engorged clitoris. Her progeny screamed into her bust as she pinched Ilyana's pearl and played with the hood that barely concealed her erect glans. Slapping her nub to finally transport Ilyana to climax, Tatiana held her close as she quivered in her hug. Once her convulsions ceased, the Zamoran concubine directed Ilyana's lips toward her left breast as she told her daughter:

- We still have this night, child....

She rocked her child back and forth as her daughter suckled from her teat -- until Ilyana exhausted her final reserve of breastmilk and replied:

- Then let me taste your pussy one more time, mother....

From her left nipple, Ilyana worked her way down the courtesan's body. Kissing, licking and sometimes biting her mother; leaving bite marks on Tatiana's soft skin before inserting her tongue into the older woman's navel. Sucking in air from the sudden shock of pleasure produced by Ilyana's wet tongue, her mother mewled in ecstasy as the bride followed Tatiana's retreating stomach.

Maintaining contact with her mother's umbilicus, Ilyana continued to orally worship the belly that carried her for nine months while her chest, resting atop her parent's vulva, felt Tatiana's juices upon her cleavage. She spread the slippery fluid to the rest of her bosom -- working one breast and then other around the opening to her mother's passage -- even penetrating Tatiana with her nipples.

As one of her daughter's nipples entered her birth canal, Tatiana jerked her hips to press Ilyana's breast into her loins. Liking her mother's pelvic gyrations, Ilyana grabbed Tatiana's hips and brought her bosom closer to the elder Zamoran's groin.

The other nipple, not engaged in coition with Tatiana's vagina, brushed against her mother's inner thigh. Erect from frotting with her parent's leg, she switched nipples and instantly felt the muscles of her mother's cunt suckling her teat. She quickly climaxed from her mother's nursing pudenda and after diving into Tatiana's crotch -- drank the juices springing forth from concubine's opening.

Lifting her head to ask Tatiana a question, Ilyana addressed her mother when she tasted semen:

- Who did you fuck before coming here?

While she answered the girl's query, Tatiana masturbated; her fingers gliding along her exposed glans clitoris:

- One of the guests your father invited to your fete....

When the concubine stopped talking to concentrate on achieving orgasm, Ilyana patiently waited for her paroxysms to pass and cleaned Tatiana's sticky digits with her mouth. Then proceeding to bathe her cum drenched slit in saliva, Ilyana performed cunnilingus on her mother as the concubine explained in between purrs of pleasure:

- Once you retired for the evening... we disrobed... and the orgy began.... I mounted the man that sat next to you... Remember... the Gunderman... that mercenary captain seeking employment with your father?

Her lascivious tale aroused the innocent maiden feasting on her matrix. As she witnessed Ilyana taking a pillow -- to straddle between her legs and masturbate her loins to orgasm -- Tatiana added:

- He had a stout pike... and he fucked me with that pole.... He came a lot in my cunt.... There should be plenty for you to taste down there!

Sticking her tongue deep inside her mother's sheathe, Ilyana savored the ejaculate left in Tatiana's passage. The taste of the Gunderman's spend reminded Ilyana of mead and she stored some in her mouth as the young Zamoran bride crawled up her mother's body to share her discovery with her courtesan parent. Osculating with the odalisque, Ilyana let her tongue -- laden with the mercenary's semen -- play with Tatiana's lingua. After relishing the seed brought to her orifice by her progeny, Tatiana's lips broke contact with Ilyana's labia to comment:

- Tasty....

After sharing several more kisses with her daughter, the concubine added:

A shame that I didn't suck his cock....

The Zamorans then settled for sleep. Ilyana laid her head on her mother's bosom as Tatiana stroked her daughter's long, brunette hair. Exhausted from their Sapphic assignation, the pair dozed with their arms wrapped around each other's spent bodies.