"If you truly wish to service your Queen, come here."
She motions me closer, and I obey. Then, she starts to loosen the belt on my armor.
"What are you doing, your Highness?"
"I'm treating myself. I've worked so hard these past months, I feel I deserve a reward. Am I wrong?"
"N-not at all, your Highness. It is my honor to serve you, however I can."
"You can start by ditching the armor."
"I-if that's your wish..."
I take off my armor and stand above her. While sitting, she motions me to come even closer, until my dick is right at her head level. She places my sword gently in her hands, and begins kissing the tip. I try to be stoic and not react, but she puts the whole thing in her mouth and I can't but moan. She begins licking and sucking the blade. Never has it felt better to get my equipment polished.
The scene fades as I slowly start to regain consciousness. The dream is gone, yet I still feel the Queen polishing me. I slowly open my eyes and look down, only to see my mom with my dick in her mouth.
This is still a dream, right? But it feels so real.
She looks up and we make eye contact. She stops and pulls my dick out of her mouth, and looks away embarrassed.
"Mom?! What are-"
"I'm sorry... I don't know what I was thinking..."
She covers her face in her hands and sit up, staring at her with a shocked expression.
"Were you just...?"
"Yes, yes I was. Oh my God, I can't believe this! You're my son and I was..."
"Hey hey hey, it's okay."
I reach over and caress her shoulder.
"You aren't mad?"
She looks at me with an adorably pouty face.
"No, I'm not mad at all. I was just... surprised."
We sit there silent for a moment.
"You probably want to go sleep back in your bed now."
"No, no... I don't mind sleeping in here still..."
"Really?"
She looks up at me with puppy dog eyes. It's so strange to see her act like this, but it's cute too. Even though this feels like a mistake, I don't want to stop.
"Yeah."
She looks down at my still erect penis.
"Are you... going to put that away?"
"Do you... want me to?"
She looks back up to me.
"Not... really..."
I can see the expression in her eyes change. A moment ago, they seemed sad and bashful. Now, they look excited and controlling. She leans in closer to it, and gently holds it with one hand. My heart is beating faster than a dubstep song, and my legs and chest feel tingly.
"You know, I saw what you were doing in the bathroom this morning."
"Uh... What do you mean?"
She looks up at me and chuckles.