Chapter 11: Chapter 11: In Mother’s Room (Part-2)

“AHHYAAAAA!!!”  

The instant mother’s gaze fell upon me, her body jerks so violently that for a moment I thought that she is hit by an electric shock.  

And even after that, her body continues to convulse really heavily while incredibly loud, scream-like moans leak out from her mouth.   

Among all of this, her tits still haven’t stop squirting out milk inside my mouth. While I am drinking from the left one, her right tit is freely spraying milk all over the bed. It almost seems like there is an endless supply of milk in these huge juggs.   

Apart from this, I am also sure that if mother wouldn’t have been restrained to the bed, we both would have fallen down on the floor until now, that’s how much she is shaking.  

But what is happening? And why?  

I mean, it is clear that she is having an orgasm. Though I am not sure that if the word “orgasm” gives justice to this.  

Obviously, I have made Lucy cum numerous times before. But I don’t remember her being in a state similar to this ever. And by the way, I am confident about my skills.  

Well, I think I know what it is. There must be magic involved here.  

But then, did Iris lied to me?  

She doesn’t seem like a girl who would do that. And also, in no way this magic looks like it’s made for making someone fall asleep. It’s almost as if it’s a… never mind.

Anyhow, now that I know that magic is in play here, I need to act accordingly…   

Instantly, I remove my mouth from mother’s nipple and back away from the bed.   

The reason I am doing this is because it’s clear that the magic got triggered because of my touch, so, there is also a chance that its effect might strengthen if I continue to touch her, or if I increase the area of skin contact?   

“NOOOOO! C-Come back! P-Please, come back!”   

Suddenly, as if a switch is turned on, tears starts leaking from mother’s eyes and she starts shouting and begging me to come back to her. And not just this, she also starts thrashing her body wildly, clearly trying to break free from the cuffs and come towards me.   

It’s almost as if she has gone mad…   

Maybe I should release—  

Wait, what was that?   

For a moment there, mother’s body arched up because of all the thrashing she is doing, making me saw something watery stream down to the bed from her crotch…   

Is she pissing herself?   

No… that looked a bit too viscous to be piss…   

Damn… Even though I am not touching mother anymore, it seems like her condition is getting worse with each passing second. I guess I was wrong about the factor which is triggering this magic.  

But anyway, I cannot let mother to continue suffering like this anymore…   

I have only two options left with me: first is to go downstairs right now and ask Iris and Ivy for their help.   

The reason I am reluctant to choose this one is because I don’t think I will be allowed near mother after that ever again. And also, it indirectly means that I won’t have any of my questions answered as well…   

The second option is a bit risky but it is something based on what I have understood from the situation until now. I may be completely wrong but I think it won’t be much disastrous or anything.  

And anyway, if it fails, I will have no other option but to call the twins for help.  

But if it works then…  Well, we will see.

Slowly, I start moving towards the bed again.  

“YES! Come… Come near me! T-Touch me!” Mother loudly says, seeing me coming close.   

I take a deep breath in…   

“You want me to touch you, right?” I ask lightly.   

“Yes, I-I want it!” She replies immediately.   

I reach the bed and stand in front of her.   

“And where do you want me to touch you?” I ask.   

“E-Everywhere… Just touch me everywhere! Rub me everywhere!” she cries out to me desperately.   

I have a feeling that she doesn’t understand it is her son she is saying this to.  

But well, it doesn’t matter to me…   

I look at her half-naked body, struggling even harder now that I am this close.

What a feast…  

Let’s start.  

I move my right hand forward… and stop it just on top of mother’s stomach.  

Her face, which was staring at my moving hand cravingly, turns horrified as it stops just inches away from her.   

“N-No! Don’t stop! Please!”  

She says while starting to thrashing her body even more wildly.   

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“I will touch… only if you stop struggling,” I tell her calmly.   

The effect of my words is instant.  

I can tell from the look on mother’s face that she is trying her hardest to stay still somehow, but her whole body is still tremoring. But throughout all this, her begging eyes are constantly staring at me.   

Well, I guess I will give her some points for trying…   

I lower my hand and land it on her stomach. Her nighty is so thin that it almost feels like I am touching her bare skin. Her stomach is soft and slightly plump for some reason, but all in all, it feels really good to touch.   

“Ahhaa… It feels… It feels amazing…”   

Mother leaks out a pleasurable moan and the tremoring of her body again increases, but it is not to the point of violent jerking motions like before.   

I continue touch her like this for probably around 15 seconds more before…   

“Mmmmm…. I am…. again….Ahan… Ahan… Aaahaaaaaan!”  

… mother reaches an orgasm again.  

Damn…she is cumming just from her stomach being rubbed…  

Well then, I guess this can be done a little faster after than I thought. I just need to be a little more careful…  

Slowly, at a snail’s pace, I start moving my hand down on mother’s stomach.   

At first, she closes her eyes, enjoying this feeling of my touch while further leaking out a few more moans… until she realized then my hand hasn’t stopped even after crossing her navel.   

“Haaaa… Haaa… You will… Haaaa… touch me…there…?” She asks.  

Just from the anticipation, mother’s breathing starts to roughen greatly.   

“I want to ask you something… Amelia,” I say while stopping my hand just before it touches her panties.   

I call mother by her name because I don’t think she understands that I am her son (seeing her state) …and I don’t want to remind her… yet.  

“D-Don’t stop! Please… Move it! Move it down!” she starts begging again.   

“Answer me correctly and I will…  

“I know there is something wrong with you and your body… tell me what it is?” I ask with a slightly strong tone.   

The moment mother hears my question, her expression change. And for the first time, I see the expression of fear reflect on her face…   

“I-I cannot… tell you…that…” she says with difficulty because of her heaving chest.   

“Why? I want to know…” I say while starting to rub the area below her navel lightly.   

“Aaaahann… B-Because… Because you will hate me if I tell you…” she says with another moan.   

Hate her?  

Hmm… I guess she won’t tell me until I do that.  

“Fine… you don’t need to tell me. I guess I will leave then…”  

I say in a disappointed sort of tone…while removing my hand.   

“NOOOOO! WAIT! PLEASE, PLEASE, DON’T LEAVE! I WILL… I WILL TELL YOU, PLEASE!”   

Mother screams on top of her lungs, taking even me by a little surprise.   

Woah, that’s a bit too strong reaction for this…   

“I am listening…” I say while resting back my raised hand below her navel.   

Mother’s face turns really uneasy again. I can tell that this is something she really doesn’t wish anyone to know… but still, she opens her mouth to tell me.   

“I-I am… I am…… cursed.”  

She says in a voice so low, that it’s almost as if she is trying to whisper in my ears.   

A curse, huh?  

“And how did you get this curse?” I ask.   

This time, mother’s face turns even more uneasy… and a little angry?  

“I-It’s… She… she gave me… His wife did… to get revenge… on me,” she says before turning silent completely.   

For some reason, I can already tell she won’t say anything more even if I threaten to leave the room again.  

And well, it’s not like I need to hear anything else. I have already connected all the dots.   

There is only one person in the world who can curse the former lover of Zeus without having his wrath fall upon them…  

His wife; Hera, the queen of Gods.   

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