Wew, back at last from my Samurai holiday in Ghost of Tsushima. So here’s the first of two very “dommy mommy” projects coming up. This one was commissioned by Loriandra who has also seen some edits to their model. Also, first appearance of Val’s mother, Aethera!
COMMISSIONED BY: LORIANDRA
Loriandra gazed up from the floor where her loss had put her. Aethera Leafwhisper hit like a siege weapon and she didn’t pull her punches even in a training spar. Lori had done well to last as long as she did but Aethera was a trained huntress, battle hardened for over ten thousand years and she hadn’t lost a step in all that time.
Lori was in shape but Aethera was in peak condition, especially for an Elf of her age. There wasn’t much fat on the pair of them but Aethera was definitely more toned and defined than the young Kaldorei.
“Well fought, Lori. You need to work on covering your lower defenses, you left yourself wide open and that’s why you lost.” Aethera explained, her motherly but firm tone not one of gloating or taunting but that of a teacher.
“Will I ever be able to beat you?” Lori asked with a hint of despair, her eyes running up the equally naked form of Aethera before settling on her face. The resemblance to Valnoressa was uncanny, nobody could deny that she was Val’s mother. Aethera had wondered if Val might look like her mother someday. Albeit probably a less tough looking version but she would bet her life Val would have wide motherly hips and well placed deposits of fat in all the right places by the time she reached her mother’s age.
Those stray thoughts had manifested themselves however. Causing Aethera to raise a brow at the growing she-cock between Lori’s legs. “You’d first need to beat your lewd thoughts about my daughter, Lori.” She said poking the under side of Lori’s balls with her toes.
Lori wondered if she was a mind reader at first, before glancing down at her fully erect cock and slamming her thighs together to hide it. “Ah! Sorry mother!” she said.
It was then that Aethera pulled Lori’s thighs apart and peered down at her. “I did warn you about those lower defenses, dear.” Aethera said firmly.
Before she knew it, Aethera was pushing Lori’s legs backwards into something called ‘The Stranglethorn Position’. Supposedly it had been used by a tribe of Stranglethorn troll women who would capture adventurous human men and hump them in this position. Yet something told Lori that Aethera had been using it a lot longer.
“Lets strengthen these lower defenses shall we?” Aethera announced as she lowered herself down and let Lori’s cock slip inside her. Yet from there on the Warden Mother began to thrust down the length so much that her rear would smack against Lori’s pink nuts.
Loriandra was exhausted already from the spar but Aethera was relentless. She assumed she had reached the limits of her physicality through the endless running laps and ass kicking sparring matches with her motherly mentor. Yet they paled in comparison to being the Warden Mother’s sexual partner.
“Where’s that stamina you have with my daughter, Lori?” Aethera taunted, smirking down at the trainee Warden who was somewhere between moaning in pleasure and whimpering in discomfort. In spite of the fact that Lori was the one with the cock, Aethera was the one doing the fucking.
The Warden Mother had Lori’s legs pushed back, spread and in her grasp by the ankles as the youthful trainee lay on her back. Aethera’s own powerful hips were thrusting down onto Lori’s fat pink cock like she was the one with the endowment. Aethera’s thrusts and body language were that of pure dominance over the well hung Kaldorei girl.
“Let your mind wander during my lessons, will you? Think you can do as you please?” Aethera said with a growl in her raspy matured voice. This was after all a punishment and Lori was learning the hard way. This was not the first endowed Kaldorei woman Aethera had encountered in her long lifetime and it almost certainly wouldn’t be the last. Yet they all seemed to act bigger than they were because of that big cock between their legs. Aethera Leafwhisper was an expert at putting these kind of women in their place. Lori’s own mother had felt this wrath hundreds of years ago from Aethera.
“F-forgive me, Mother!” Lori cried out. Aethera wasn’t her real mother of course, but ever since the loss of her real parents she and the Leafwhisper family had taken care of her. Aethera saw Lori as something of a surrogate daughter in a way, and she was fond of her real mother. Aethera had allowed Lori to call her mother back when the girl was a teen and it had stuck.
Lori felt like those powerful motherly hips were going to send her through the ground and it wasn’t too far from the truth. The pendulum like swing of Aethera’s brutish thrusts down to the base of Lori’s cock was beginning to form cracks on the ground under the pair. Such was the strength of the Warden Mother’s hips.
Aethera knew exactly what she was doing, every stroke she made was a perfect one. Each of them bringing Lori closer to her climax. She sped up her assault and peered down at Lori’s submissive and pleasured face, a hard blush worn like a mask across her flustered cheeks.
Aethera smiled, whispering to herself. “Just like her mother.” She said quietly in approval, before pushing Lori over the edge with a final flurry of thrusts. Lori’s head rolled back and her body seized up as she fired out rope after rope of her seed inside the Warden Mother. If she was exhausted before she was absolutely shattered now. Lori lay on the floor panting for air as Aethera slid off her cock. She had been doing all the work and she wasn’t even sweating.
Remnants of the seed she had offloaded inside Val’s mother caked down the edges of her cock as it flopped over into a flaccid state. Aethera stood up and peered down with that matured harsh expression and nodded.
“Not bad, Lori. I’ll make a Warden out of you yet. Take tomorrow off to recover, your hips are going to hurt in the morning.” She said with a nod and a hint of approval at her own work. Aethera patted herself with a towel before hanging it around her neck.
As the Warden Mother left, Lori turned her head to watch her leave. A blush sitting on her cheeks again as she smiled.
“Yes, mother.”