Reunion with Mother After So Long
"Huu... huu... huu..."
"Heh, what's wrong? It's just meeting your own mom, but you seem super tense."
"It's embarrassing, but... you're right. I don't even know if I've grown enough to be worthy of facing Mother. What if I disappoint her... And from what I see, Mother's grown even more than me, flaunting her slutty true nature to the whole world. What if I've fallen behind without even achieving what I came here for?"
As Roberta said, her mother, Queen Roselia of Laputa, had undergone a transformation that shocked all of Europe. The very idea of royalty learning the ways of a whore was unprecedented, and to top it off, the queen had gathered AV actors in her palace for an orgy and distributed the footage to every citizen—a feat beyond imagination.
No matter how you framed it as a glorious tradition (or rather, a modern reinterpretation of tradition), it was still astonishing. Something that would be unbearable humiliation for any woman, yet the queen spared no part of her body for her people, touching the hearts of everyone in Europe.
It was so impactful that Laputa's queen even topped the rankings for best AV actress on Germany's biggest porn site—an upset for the ages. If it wasn't just rigged favoritism for a neighboring royal, it was a triumph in itself.
In contrast, Roberta had simply attended Onago High in Korea, learning the proper use of her pussy and fulfilling her duties as her master's cock hole. So it was only natural for her to worry if her efforts paled next to her mother's. After all, the scale was worlds apart.
Maybe I should've pulled off some massive event like that? Roberta wondered.
To soothe her, her master firmly gripped one of her ass cheeks. In reflexive response, a dumb little moan slipped out.
"Nghit♥"
"No need to worry that much. Even if what you've done so far feels lacking, you're already an onahole on par with your mom's pussy—I set you up that way. You gotta build a solid foundation calmly when you're young; that's what turns into real strength when you step up later. Got it?"
"Y-yes, nyeng♥♥ I was insolent♥ I should've just left everything to you, Master, and focused on shaking my pussy♥ Acting like a human with my pointless worries—I'm truly sorry."
"Hm!"
Her master snorted in satisfaction, kneading her ass before slipping a finger into her asshole and stirring it around. This hole was finally usable now too. The fact that a pure, man-ignorant princess's body had become his personal onahole in just a month—it was unbearably thrilling for a man with God's smartphone. This omnipotence was a privilege reserved for those who held divine power.
He considered just pounding her ass-pussy right then, but decided to hold back a bit. Fucking whenever the urge hit would wear out the novelty. Lose the freshness, and all you'd have left was boredom and routine. Sure, he could use the phone to tweak himself and break the rut instantly, but manipulating his own body felt off-limits. He'd only use it for raw stamina, dick size, endurance, and health. Anything more felt like over-cheating, killing the fun.
...Not that he wasn't already wielding the ultimate cheat key beyond anyone else.
As those thoughts crossed his mind, the private jet finally landed at the airport, and Queen Roselia of Laputa made her entrance.
The queen was dressed in outrageously revealing clothes at first glance. A corset that exposed her sideboob completely, an open-cup bra that hid not a sliver of her tits, and a tiara mimicking the shape of a pussy—just like her daughter's. Their tastes synced perfectly with her master's.
Her pussy was clad in panties like a high-leg swimsuit, so skimpy that her pubes poked out—cheap and slutty. No way a queen of a nation should look like that. Hell, boarding a plane like this was absurd to begin with. Her thighs were slathered in a milky fluid, a blatant reminder of whatever debauchery she'd indulged in mid-flight—infuriatingly provocative.
Seeing her mother like that, Roberta couldn't contain her surging emotion and rushed over, burying her face in those pristine white tits.
"Madre!"
Crying out for her mother like a child, Roberta rubbed her cheeks against the voluptuous breasts. The queen set aside her royal poise without a hint of surprise, embracing her daughter and reveling in their reunion. Kissing her cheek and stroking her hair, she was simply mom and daughter, titles be damned.
After basking in that joy, Roberta grew shy and stepped back from her mother's embrace. She spread her legs wide, parted her pussy lips with her fingers, and greeted her mother with a full view.
"Welcome to Master's country, Mother. Your daughter and Master's bitch-pussy slave, Roberta, greets you."
"Oh my. Is that how you greet people here?"
Laputa clearly didn't have this custom yet—the queen raised an eyebrow as she asked. Roberta replied with a touch of bashfulness.
"To be precise, it's the onahole pussies' greeting. When accepting it, just rub my clit and make me cum lightly once."
"I see. Well then..."
The queen delicately rubbed her daughter's clit with her fingers. Her technique was surprisingly skilled—motions that knew exactly how to touch a pussy for maximum pleasure. Probably honed from countless sessions fingering her own while jerking off. How many pussy practice runs had she done since aiming to become a full whore queen?
Roberta loved the effort infused in those fingers.
"Nnghyuuu♥"
In under a minute, pussy juice squirted from Roberta's cunt with a splurt, announcing her climax. The queen seemed startled for a split second, then realized this was her daughter's hard-earned skill. She smiled warmly and praised her.
"Impressive, my daughter. You've tuned your pussy sensitivity so you can cum instantly in less than a minute. Even harder with a pussy like mine instead of a man's fingers."
"Hnght... haa...♥ Th-this is basic, Mother. Any pussy in this country knows when to hold it and when to let go. Even if a cock's thrusting in, you hold if you must. Even if it's just pussy fingers, you cum on command if it's time."
"I see. Hehe, sending you here to study was the right call."
The queen beamed proudly at her daughter. In backward Laputa, where pussy training was still primitive, whores who could do this were rare. And here, it was basic? Learning from a nation like this would surely brighten Laputa's future.
"Ooh, a queen alright—way sleeker in person than on screen. Perfect fuckmeat build, just begging to be railed."
Robert's master wedged between mother and daughter, grabbing the queen's massive tits with both hands. His fingers sank brazenly into the pale flesh, without a shred of caution or restraint.
Far from flustered, the queen welcomed it.
"My, this country has some real manly men. Back home, even if I spread my pussy and tempted them, they'd hesitate. Glad you think I'm fuckable—I've been working daily to optimize this body for men to ravage. ...But if I may, who might you be?"
"This is my master, Mother. The one training my pussy."
"Ah, that explains it. No wonder you're so boldly masculine. How do my tits feel? Worth playing with?"
"Hell yeah. On par with my little girl's—hers'll probably end up just like these."
"Oh dear, such kind words... Ah, before we chat properly, may I give a formal greeting?"
"Go for it."
With the trainer's permission, the queen followed Laputa protocol: lacking a skirt, she grabbed her panties with one hand, yanking them up to wedge into her pussy, then addressed the man.
"Roselia Slut Whore Belya. This bitch-pussy has served over a hundred cocks so far. Until a year ago, I'd only known my late husband's, but lately I've been hustling to take as many as possible. Three sizes: 94-62-92 from the top. Used to masturbate twice a week, now at least five times a day. Favorite is viciously yanking my nipples while pounding my pussy deep. I'm a perverted pussy who loves sadistic treatment from men, so please use me however you like."
"Mm, nice. You've got that perfectly broken queen vibe. Alright, no point heading to the hotel—let's do some outdoor sex right here at the airport. Wonder what mother-daughter royal rice bowl tastes like."
The mother and daughter pair answered his proposal without hesitation.
"Yes!"
