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by yekkiw

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Urgh! Fuck off sun! Rhaella thought, angrily as she was woken up by the sunlight of the early Sunday morning.

She groaned and turned over to the other side, seeing her husband lying asleep beside her. She had gotten very little sleep, thanks to the thunderstorm that had been raging all night. Unfortunately, thunderclouds had given way to the bright morning sun. After a few minutes of tossing and turning, she realised she wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon, so she got up.

She padded over to one of her robes and took it from it's peg on the wall. No one else was likely to be up this early, but that didn't mean she'd risk walking through the house naked. She lazily tied a very loose knot in the robe, silently creeping out of her bedroom and across the hall to the stairs.

Surprisingly, she managed to tiptoe down the stairs without making a noise. She saw the mess left by any one of her five children in the living-room.

"One of these days…" Rhaella said to herself as she went about cleaning the room. She bent over multiple times, picking up the few plates and cups that had been left behind and took them to the kitchen. The crockery was put in the sink and she set the tap running, to rinse them.

I'm too fucking tired to be doing this, she thought to herself. Time for my morning coffee! That was sure to wake her up properly. She absentmindedly turned the family coffee-maker on and set it to make her morning pick-me-up.

Rhaella picked up the remote and switched on their kitchen TV, turning the volume down low as she set it to the news channel. It was some nonsense story about some politicians wife cheating on him with one of their sons friends. People had only found out about it when the sex-tape they had made together was leaked. Rhaella let the white noise wash over her as she crossed her arms and leaned on a wall, waiting for her coffee to be done.

The doorbell rang her from her near-dozing state, leaning on the wall. The shock made her uncross her arms quickly.

"Coming!" She informed whoever was at her door, hoping that would make the ringing sound go away. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she quickly strode from the kitchen to the main hall.

"I'm here!" Rhaella called as she got to the door.

She opened the door, seeing her eldest son's best friend and student of hers: Ned. He was a strapping lad a few months older than Rhaegar. He was a few inches taller than Aerys, with very short dark hair, light skin and a strong jaw.

They stood there for a few seconds, Ned staring open-mouthed, down at her.

Rhaella rested her forearm on the doorframe and rubbed her eyes again, "Is there something I can help you with, Ned. Do you want Rhaegar?"

After a few seconds, Ned let out a small cough. "Errr… Your robe is open… Mrs Targaryen…" he stammered out.

Rhaella blinked at him, still mostly asleep.

Then, she slowly looked down at her body and with horror she realised, he was right.

Her robe must have fallen open at some point during the cleaning and she was too tired to realise. The rope on one side had caught around the door handle, so the act of opening the door and opened her robe very wide, displaying her completely naked body to her sons friend.

When she processed what had happened she let out a loud noise she couldn't quite describe. She hastily jumped up and down, untangling her robe from the door and no-doubt giving her student even more of an eyeful.

Gods! This is so embarrassing! She thought to herself as she tightly wrapped her robe around her body.

Above all she was thankful Aerys had decided to let their hedge grow some more, or she would have been flashing not just one of her previous students, but the whole street. If that had happened, she might have died of embarrassment right on the spot.

Ned stammered out an apology.

"It's not your fault." She responded, her voice much higher and tighter than usual. "What are you doing here?"

He seemed to welcome the distraction from what had just happened. "*cough* Yea, uhhh… Rhaegar and I were gonna go play football at the park with some of the guys." 'The guys' being their group of friends. "I'm sorry…" he apologised again. "I can go."

"No… no." Rhaella responded. "Let's just put this… incident… behind us. Come in, you can have some water and a snack before Rhaegar comes downstairs."

He accepted her offer, walking into the house, looking in any direction but at her. Rhaella's eyes widened in shock as she saw a very thick bulge in his shorts, going halfway down his thigh. She quickly turned aside, hiding the blush that crept across her cheeks.

Gods, he's bigger than Aerys, she thought, he's even bigger than… She decided not to finish that thought, letting the past stay in the past.

"You know what? I'll get Rhaegar." She cleared her throat before hurrying up the stairs.

Her heart was beating out of her chest as she was faced with the fact that her son's best friend, one of her students, was hung like a horse… he'd seen her naked… he liked it… and even though she was mortified, this was the most sexually excited she'd been in years.

She knocked on Rhaegar's door and told him Ned was downstairs, waiting for him. She watched him dash downstairs and a few minutes later, heard the front door close. Rhaella let out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding in.

Best to forget about it. She thought, as she went to have a shower and clean the morning away. Though, in the back of her mind, images Ned and his very large bulge wormed their way deeper into her thoughts…

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Ned

Ned was walking back home alone, Rhaegar decided to make a detour to the shops. He'd just had his arse kicked by Rhaegar on the football pitch, but Ned was smiling all the way home.

Why? Because he'd just seen Rhaella Targaryen naked. It took all his willpower not to inform Rhaegar of this while he gloated about his victory. The reason he'd lost to Rhaegar was that he was thinking about the way Rhaegar's mother's massive tits bounced as she tried to tied her robe up.

Rhaella, or Mrs Targaryen as she preferred, was the most fuckable teacher in the school, perhaps the world. She was the perfect MILF. She was in great shape, slim, with tits as big as her head and an arse the size of the moon. She was a beautiful woman, with purple eyes and high cheekbones, a light dusting of freckles covering her pale skin. With hair the colour of beaten silver going down to her arse.

Ned was practically vibrating as he walked back, he could feel his hard cock straining against the confines of his shorts. He knew he'd have to call one of his booty-calls, probably Ashara or Cersei, to come and deal with it.

He closed his eyes and pictured Rhaella's naked body again. She clearly waxed herself, giving Ned a great view of her slit. He had seen her doing yoga in her backyard, explaining why her stomach was so flat and toned. Mrs Targaryen had really hit the genetic lottery, her tits and arse never seemed to lose weight. Her massive tits had stood high on her chest, with her small nipples perfectly placed in their centres. Her hips were as wide as her shoulders, emphasising her tiny waist and giving her a spectacular, hourglass figure.

Ned couldn't get to his room fast enough when he got home. His parents and older brother were still asleep. He didn't even bother to shower, he went straight to his room, stripped off his clothes and flopped on the bed.

Ned reached for his phone, texting Cersei and Ashara, to get one or both to come round so he could rail them into oblivion. He had a quick shower and admired himself in the mirror when he got out.

Ned knew he was a good looking guy. He was well toned from participating in various sports and training at the gym. He stood taller than most at 6'3". However, he always thought his most impressive feature was his dick.

Ned didn't like stereotypes, but even he could recognise, he had a big Northern dick. He admired his length as he stroked it idly, it was near a foot long and very thick, with veins running all along it's ivory length.

It was a point of pride for Ned, that many of the girls in school as well as a few older women knew all to well what his big Northern cock could do. He was always very confident with the girls, sometimes it worked out, sometimes it didn't. But he hit more shots than he missed. Now he had some of the most beautiful and slutty girls at school as his booty-calls.

Not wanting his already sizeable ego to expand even more, he dried himself off and went back to his room. Luckily for him, his window was opposite the Targaryen's house. This meant that he always got a great view when Mrs Targaryen, or her hot daughter Shaena went swimming in their family pool, or sunbathed in their back garden. He was the envy of every guy in school for that. More than a few times guys had wanted to come round to his house, just for the chance to see Mrs Targaryen in a bikini.

He'd taken more than a few videos of Rhaella's activities, nothing close to what he'd seen earlier that day, but it had excited him. Now, he looked at the pictures he had of her and yearned for more.

Ned looked out of his window again, looking at the Targaryen's house, eyes drawn to the frosted glass of the window opposite his: their bathroom. A terrible and incredibly enticing thought crossed his mind.

The pictures he had weren't enough for him anymore and Mrs Targaryen was unlikely to just start sunbathing naked. So, he needed to find a new way to see Rhaella Targaryen in the nude.

A good way to do that would be to catch her while showering. From using the Targaryen's bathroom multiple times, Ned knew that the window only had two positions: closed and wide enough open that he could see what was happening in the room from his window.

So, he would need to find a way to make sure that Mrs Targaryen had to have the window open while she was having a shower. Then the thought came to him and Ned punched the air in joy. He would have to be stealthy when he did it and he'd probably need to wait a few days.

His phone suddenly buzzed with a text of a small video of Ashara and Cersei kissing outside his front door. The words "We're here!" came soon after. Ned readied himself for a threesome, imagining he was fucking Mrs Targaryen instead.

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Rhaella

It had been six days since the incident with Ned. Rhaella was still unable to get him out of her mind. She blew through her nostrils in frustration as she packed her laundry into the washing machine. He'd certainly changed the way he acted around her. Giving her knowing glances and checking her out even more when he thinks she isn't looking. None of her male students had ever been subtle when they tried to peak down her shirt or up her skirt.

Rhaella had changed somewhat as well. She'd begun thinking about Ned more and more. About the times that she'd seen him without his shirt on, exposing the light expanse of toned flesh that was his torso.

She'd known he was attractive before the incident, apparently he had quite the reputation among the girls. But after seeing the bulge in his shorts, she was seeing him in a completely new light.

He had opened the door for her a day ago when he came to see Rhaegar that morning. His deep voice went right through her, his eyes sending a shiver up her spine. She could practically feel the heat radiating off of him when she walked passed. Causing her to be too distracted to concentrate for the first lesson that day, she'd told them to read through their books and discuss the latest chapter.

Rhaella heaved the last of they dirty laundry into the machine and switched it on. She stood there, watching the machine as it vibrated into life. She had decided to occupy herself with housework to try to distract from thoughts of Ned.

Most of the children were either out, or in their rooms as she cleaned all the floors. After a couple of hours she worked up a sweat, she stopped to survey all she had done. The house had never looked cleaner.

Rhaella made her way up the stairs to the shower, to wash herself. When she got to the bathroom, she locked the door and stripped off, putting her clothes in the newly-empty laundry basket. She had a look at herself in the bathroom mirror, age and five children had certainly changed her body, but she still felt she looked reasonably attractive.

Her skin was clear and pale, with a light dusting of freckles over her face and chest. She ran her hands over her toned stomach, something she was quite proud of after months of yoga.

She cupped her heavy breasts in her hands, they were larger than they had been in the past, but they also hung a little lower on her chest. Aerys had told her they looked better than any woman half her age, but she didn't really believe him.

Rhaella turned around to examine her behind, something that had grown exponentially thanks to her pregnancy. Her arse-cheeks were like two beachballs that bounced with every step, going down into her thick thighs and long legs. She took a handful of one of her meaty cheeks, wobbling the flesh. She'd heard young men like women with big arse's, these days.

Does Ned like my arse…? Rhaella quickly shook that thought from her head and turned on the shower.

"Ah… fuck." She muttered in an annoyed tone, as the steam from the hot water began to build up.

The bathroom's de-humidifier had suddenly broken a day or two ago. No one was owning up to it yet, but Rhaella suspected either Arya or Rickon had done it accidentally. They didn't want mould to build up in their bathroom, so Rhaella had to open the bathroom window. The stupid thing could only either be completely sealed, or wide open. But she had to do it to let the steam out.

The glass protector creaked as Rhaella moved it aside to get into the shower. She got in like normal, feeling the warm embrace of the water flowing over her. Their shower had excellent water pressure, she'd made sure to perform extensive tests to make sure of it.

She spent the first ten minutes just luxuriating in the water, running her hands over her body and through her hair. Then she got the soap and began to rub it all over her wet body, making sure she was all clean.

She was rinsing the suds off when she caught a glimpse of something in the bathroom mirror. For a second, she thought she saw someone in the window. She tried to stealthily look in it again, this time she got a better look at the person.

Ned!? She thought.

From how it looked, he was peering through his window, looking into their bathroom. She looked a bit closer and saw his hand pumping his massive Northern cock. She was shocked to see him masturbating to her having a shower.

A wave of conflicting emotions fell on her. Anger at being watched in a private moment, guilt over another man seeing her naked. Though all those emotions were eclipsed by the sheer amount of lust she felt for Ned.

This young Northern stud had the pick of any woman and he chose her as the object of his lusts. That sense of excitement running through her again. The feeling of being sexually desired lit a fire inside Rhaella. A fire she wasn't sure she would be able to quench.

She realised he couldn't see that she could see him, thanks to the angle of the mirror. Right now, Ned could only see a small portion of her body, part of her arse and some of her back.

It would be so easy to turn a little and show him more. A pang of guilt shot through her again. What about Aerys? It was only looking, she rationalised. There was no touching of any kind.

It was like porn… she would be Ned's porn star.

It's only looking… She told herself. She wasn't touching anything, not like when she…

She gradually turned around, angling more of her body into Ned's view. Now he could see her arse entirely. She shook it from side-to-side slightly, masking the movement as a reaction from moving her upper body.

She ran her hands over herself some more, imagining they were Ned's hands, she let out a low moan. Ned was beginning to pump his hand even faster along his pale length.

Come on… show me some more… She hoped.

She began to pivot on her spot some more, exposing her wet breasts to her son's best friend. Her hands cupped her tits up and pinched her nipples.

She pretended it was Ned's hands in place of her own, though his hands more much larger and rougher than hers. She wondered what they'd feel like running over her skin, pushing inside her… A few of her fingers found their way into her pussy.

If he's having fun, why shouldn't I? She asked herself.

Her fingers danced a familiar tune inside her, playing herself like a well used flute. Rhaella closed her eyes and tilted her head back, a hand pinching a nipple as she quickened her rhythm, feeling her pleasure building. She could feel Ned's eyes still on her, taking in her every curve and shake.

"Ned…" She gasped, deciding to have a little more fun.

Hopefully, he would be able to hear what she was saying and understand she was pleasuring herself with thoughts of him and his big Northern cock. Deciding to kick it up a notch, Rhaella get the shower head and placed it on her clit. The pressure from the hot water was exhilarating, she worked three fingers into her cunt as she sort her end even sooner.

"I'm cumming Ned… I'm cumming!" She gasped out.

Feeling her orgasm build to a crescendo then release in the most delicious explosion of pleasure and lust. Rhaella slumped back on the wall, the contrast of the cool tiles on her hot skin made her even wetter as the last of her orgasm ebbed away. In the mirror, it looked like Ned had cum as well.

Rhaella wished she had been able to see it as she turned the shower-head off. She stepped out of the shower on wobbly legs, making sure that Ned still had a good look at her naked form. It took a long time to dry herself, obviously. She made sensual motions with the towel, leaving most of her body exposed to his eyes.

With a naughty smile, she opened the bathroom door, completely naked and walked into the hall out of Ned's sight. Thankfully, none of her children were in the hall and she made a quick dash to her room so she could get dressed. Giggling all the way.

Well… that's certainly going to be something I remember.

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Rhaella

"Ned's cumming."

"What!?" Rhaella looked up from her book in surprise. It had been a day since she had put on her show for Ned. After doing some work, Rhaella had decided to spend her time after lunch reading on the living-room sofa. Her reading time had just been interrupted by her husband. "What did you say, Aerys?" She asked, trying not to sound guilty.

"I said, Ned's coming around in about an hour to do the back lawn." Aerys responded, standing in the doorway.

Rhaella pause for a moment, "Right… and when is your train?" She asked. Robert had called For Aerys at a conference down in Kings Landing, he'd be out of town for a number of days…

Aerys sighed and looked at his watch, "In about thirty minutes. I'll be gone by the time he gets here."

Rhaella gave a hum in response. "Are you all packed?"

"Just need the last few things." He answered. "Love you."

"Love you too…" She responded, then Aerys walked away from the room. Probably to collect the last of his packing.

Rhaella bit her lip as she sat in silence for a few minutes. Elia had come around earlier to take Rhaegar away with her, they would probably be back late. Ashara and Catelyn had taken Shaena to the movies, they would be some time.

As a great swell of anticipation filled her heart, Rhaella realised she would be alone in the house with Ned for several hours. Perhaps all night, as it was likely for Rhaegar and Shaena to stay with their friends for the night, or in Rhaegar's case, girlfriend. She began to tremble at the thought of it. Trying to steady her nerves, she breathed deeply.

Putting on a nude show was one thing, that was harmless fun. This was something entirely different. Was she capable of actually cheating on Aerys?

You have before… A quiet voice in the back of her head said.

She had quite a sheltered upbringing, meaning they married young and Aerys took her virginity on their wedding night. The furthest she'd gotten with anyone else was kissing

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Ned

Ned had often earned money mowing Aerys's lawn, it was a very sunny day was sweaty work, he took off his shirt, thinks about watching Aerys, Shaena and Cat shower

So sabotaging their de-humidifier had given mixed results, but on the whole, it was a resounding success. People using the bathroom had opened the window to allow the steam to leave. Ned had settled, unseen in his room and waited.

Firstly, seeing Aerys Targaryen naked was not something he wanted, but it was gratifying to know he was much bigger than Aerys.

Secondly, watching Shaena have a shower was a gift from the gods. Ned could definitely tell she had inherited her mother's curves. He managed to take a few pics and small videos of her to add to his collection. Now Alerie Hightower and Janna Tyrell were the only ones left on the cheerleading squad that he didn't have nudes of. Them two and Shaena were the last three he hadn't fucked yet on the squad.

Seeing Shaena naked for the first time reminded him why he was going to fuck her in the first place. She didn't have the biggest tits in the squad. That honour went to either Ashara or Catelyn, he'd have to take a close look at them side-by-side again to know for certain. But Shaena's tits were the most perfect of them all, just like her mother's.

Then the main event had come: Rhaella. He saw everything she had to offer. He couldn't believe his luck when she had began to play with herself as she showered. He'd had the strongest orgasm of his life when she started moaning his name as she fingered herself.

Now his need to fuck her was all encompassing. So he hatched a plan to get her alone with him. Rhaegar had told him his father was leaving town for a few days. So that left Rhaegar and Shaena, easy enough to move.

He had called up Ashara and Catelyn to take Shaena out for the day. He promised to make it worth their while when he heard their disappointment that he wasn't putting out a booty call to them. Rhaegar was also easy enough, he'd been fucking Rhaegar's girlfriend: Elia for some time. All he had to do was call her up and tell her to keep Rhaegar out of the house for the rest of the day, possibly night too. He could hear the smirk in her voice when she asked if he was planning to fuck Shaena.

Then he'd popped round to see Mr Targaryen and ask him if he needed the back garden to be mowed. Mowing the Targaryen's lawn had been a way for him to earn pocket money for nearly a decade. Mr Targaryen had agreed easily enough.

Then all Ned had to do, was wait and watch as his plan succeeded. Ashara and Catelyn took Shaena away, Elia took Rhaegar away, then finally Aerys left the house. Rhaella was alone. That led him to he present circumstance: mowing the Targaryen's back lawn on a hot, sunny day. He had taken his shirt off, exposing his toned physique and tied it around his waist. Over a third of the lawn was done so far, Ned was beginning to work up a sweat in the hot sun.

The Rhaella Targaryen came out of the house in one of the tiniest bikinis Ned had ever seen. It was something he expected to see Cersei or Ashara wear, not Rhaegar's mother. She was wearing a red thong that barely covered her cunt.

Her bikini top seemed to be for a woman with much smaller tits, as the two pieces of fabric only covered her nipples. Leaving large swaths of side, inner and under-boob exposed. They certainly were exposed and bouncing with every step as she sauntered over to a sun-bed by the pool. She has to be doing this on purpose.

"Now, Ned…" she flashed him with a dazzling smile. "It's nice to know this old body can still turn heads… but staring at another mans wife? Some might think you were being rude…" She teased him. Ned was frozen to the spot. He'd planned to fuck her, but that was different to her actually flirting with him. "Come on…" she giggled, angling her body towards him, causing her massive breasts to shake some more. "You've seen more than this already… Surely it's not so much that you can't work?"

Ned let out a cough that was supposed to be a witty line. "Yea, errrr… Yea, it's fine."

Rhaella smiled at him again and lay down on the sun-bed as Ned got back to work.

As he went back and forth along the garden, he tried to take subtle looks at Rhaella as she sunbathed. As he was wearing sunglasses, that was as easy enough thing.

When he passed her by, sometimes she'd shift on the sun-bed, causing her mountainous tits or arse to shake pleasantly. Something he appreciated very much. Ned was almost finished mowing the lawn when Rhaella called him over to her sun-bed.

"Is there something I can help you with, Mrs Targaryen?" He asked, trying to make his voice deeper, as he stood beside her sun-bed.

She was lying on her front, the pale expanse of her back exposed to him. Turing her head, she looked up at him over the rim of her sunglasses.

"You can call me Rhaella, or Cat. I appear to have made a silly mistake." She laughed. "I haven't put my suntan lotion on… Do you mind helping me?"

"You want me to rub suntan lotion on your back, Rhaella?" Saying Rhaegar's mother's name almost felt wrong to Ned. He couldn't believe his luck.

She has to be doing this on purpose.

"Yes."

She tittered, smiling up at him. "You up for it, champ?"

You bet your fucking life, I am!

Ned couldn't quite believe what was happening. He was kneeling down on the backs of Rhaella's thighs, his legs on either side of her. Her wide hips and bubbly arse forcing his knees quite far apart. Said massive arse, was covered only in a tiny thong and was right in front of his crotch. If he looked closely, he could see the ring of her arsehole.

Ned strongly suspected he would be able to knock down walls with how hard his cock was, straining against the confines of his shorts. He was worried there might not be enough blood for his brain and he'd pass out, because it was all rushing to his dick. His hands were rubbing over the pale, freckled expanse of Rhaella's back.

Ned greatly enjoyed the contrast between his pale ivory skin and Rhaella's lily-white complexion, as his large hands rubbed along her form. It was one of the reasons Cersei was one of his favourite cum-sluts, they looked entirely opposite.

And everyone knows opposites attract…

"Am I a MILF, Ned?" To hear that woman, ask him that question, nearly killed Ned right there. He was struck dum by her question. Mind racing, trying to think of something to say. "What is a Milf?"

"Where did you hear that from?" Ned enquired after a few seconds silence, still rubbing suntan lotion on her back.

"I heard it from some students…" She responded "I've heard it quite a few times actually…"

"Well… uhhh…" Ned was stammering, weighing the risk-vs-reward for continuing this conversation. "A MILF is… a mother that you… might find attractive… sexually…"

Gods! Try to sound even less sexy, why don't you!

"Really? …Ohh, it's Mother I'd Like to Fuck!" Rhaella said, her shoulders beginning to shake as she laughed. "That's so funny! …Do you know anyone who thinks i'm a MILF?"

"I wouldn't know…" Liar… Everyone who isn't related to her, wants to fuck her.

"You're a very popular young man, Ned. Especially with the ladies… Surely you know someone." Rhaella was pressing him for an answer "…Do you think i'm a MILF?"

There it is…

"I think we both know the answer to that…"

"Actually… this isn't working." Rhaella said, suddenly. Ned's heart began to sink as his dreams died before his eyes. "I don't want tan-lines. You've gotta untie my bikini."

…What?

"You want me to untie your bikini top?" He asked, not believing what he heard. His blood was thrumming in his ears. His dick was pulsating in his shorts. He was kneeling on Rhaella Targaryen: the most fuck-able MILF in school, rubbing his hands over her body and she'd just asked him to take her clothes off.

"No…" she responded and Ned's heart began to sink again. "I want you to take my bikini bottoms off too. I don't want any tan-lines."

What a fucking rollercoaster! Ned was riding high, then low, now high again. She has to be doing this on purpose. There was no way she couldn't tell where this was heading.

I'm going to fuck Rhaella Targaryen… was all that went through his head.

"Ok…" Was all Ned could say. Bigger words would come back to him when his heart managed to slow down a little. He'd seen Ashara sunbathing nude before, but never Rhaella.

He managed to stop his hands from shaking as he tried to breath deeply, but silently. Trying not to let Rhaella know the affect she was having on him. The fabric of the strings holding the bikini together were so thin, Ned could tell he could rip them apart with no effort. But he was calm and deftly moved his fingers to untie the knots.

It was apparently more difficult than he had thought. His fingers were quite large and it was hard to undo the small knots. The suntan lotion on his fingers didn't help either.

Eventually, it happened. The knot on the back of her neck was undone, then the one on her back. Ned took a moment to look down at Rhaella's naked back, inches from his eyes. His cock throbbed in his shorts again.

"There we go. Much better…" Rhaella surprised him when she took the untied bikini too from under her and threw it off to the side. She didn't intend to put it back on any time soon.

Ned got back to work. He rubbed generous amounts of suntan lotion over the top half of her body. Going up and down her back in long, uninterrupted movements.

The warmth of her skin was radiating off of her, it sent shivers along his spine. More than a few times up her spine too, he had noticed. Her long, thick silver hair was moved to the side, Ned lathered his hands along the back of her neck and along her shoulders.

Occasionally, he would venture to her sides, tickling her slightly, earning some giggles from the MILF. His fingertips brushed against the side of her breasts more than once. Rhaella shuddered beneath him in response.

Ned leaned back a bit and looked at her pussy through her thong. He saw a wet patch on it. She's getting wet… He realised with a smirk.

"You're certainly being thorough-ohh." She stated as Ned continued to rub her. He could have sworn she bit down on a moan at the end there.

"I'm just trying to make sure you don't burn." Ned teased. Two can play at this game. "You have beautiful skin…"

"Thank you…" Rhaella responded. "You're not so bad yourself." She laughed. Ned gradually worked his way down her body, edging closer to her thong.

"Remember what I said." She told Ned. "No tan-lines." With that, he undid her bikini bottoms in record time and threw them aside.

"You won't be needing those…" he said.

"No… I won't…" She agreed.

Everyone always marvelled at Mrs Targaryen's tits. They were massive and perky and amazing. But people tended to forget that she had a magnificent arse too.

Ned took the two, massive globes of her arse in his hands, feeling the flesh around his strong fingers. Ned pulled her arsecheeks apart slightly, Rhaella arched her back in response. Giving Ned a completely unrestricted view of her pussy and arsehole. They were the most beautiful holes Ned had ever seen. It took all of his willpower not to take his cock out and fuck her into the sun-bed right there.

Rhaella didn't say anything as Ned played with her arsecheeks, wobbling them from side-to-side. She only let out small moans. Ned stopped kneeling on her legs and set about covering every inch of her legs with suntan lotion.

He spurted a healthy coating of it onto her arsecheeks and chuckled at what it looked like. Then he rubbed it all across her wide hips, down past her thick thighs, to the ends of her long legs. He 'accidentally' brushed his fingertips against her pussy lips a few times, not getting any protest from Rhaella. Eventually, Ned stood up.

"Done…"

Rhaella responded by turning on her side, showing Ned the naked front of her body. His eyes went to her massive tits rising and falling.

"Now… Shall we continue playing this game? Or move on to something… more fun."

In a second, he was on top of her, kissing her deeply, groping her massive tits with his big hands. Fuck! Her tits are amazing! He thought as he played with her breasts. Their kissing was eager and filled with lust. His tongue invaded her mouth to find hers, she met him with a passion that matched his. The passion of a sexually frustrated wife.

Ned pressed her down onto the sun-bed as his hands worked over her body, drawing moans from her as her mouth joined his. Their skin tones contrasting wonderfully with each other as they writhed together. Ned's mouth left hers and began placing kisses along her jawline and down her neck. His destination was clear to anyone with a brain.

He kissed and licked his way down to her small, hard, dark-pink nipple, then took to numb into his mouth. Rhaella moaned loudly and cupped a hand around Ned's head as he greedily sucked on her breast. She began to rub her thighs together when Ned took her hard nipple between her teeth. Her pussy was practically gushing with arousal.

"Ned… stop." She panted.

"Why?" Ned asked, removing her nipple from his mouth. She fixed him with a sultry look, that made his cock throb even harder.

"Because I'm going to suck your cock…" She whispered, huskily in his ear.

Now it was Ned's turn to be lying on the sun-bed as Rhaella kneeled over him. He couldn't take his eyes off her naked tits as they swayed with her movements. She placed a hand on the bulge in his shorts and gently stroked it, eliciting a low moan from him.

"Hmmm, such a big bulge." Rhaella said, biting her bottom lip and smiling down at him. "Do you want me to take them off?"

"Yes." Ned groaned.

Rhaella quirked her eyebrow at him in response and shifted a little further down the sun-bed. She hooked her hands in the waistband of his shorts, then quickly yanked them down. His cock sprang forth and smacked her on the face.

"Oh my fucking gods!" She exclaimed. "You're fucking massive!" She took it in one of her hands, it couldn't go the whole way around. She examined it with wonder and desire in her eyes.

Ned could only grin in response to that. This was something he'd remember for the rest of his life. When Rhaella Targaryen first sucked his cock. She wasn't wrong, it was a point of great pride for Ned that he had a massive cock. It always seemed to bewilder and enthral women when they saw it. Looking down on Rhaella he could see it had the same effect on her. She was moving it around, looking at it from different angles, mouth agape in astonishment.

Seeing the contrast of his pale dick against Rhaella's very pale face only made him throb even harder. Rhaella began to gently jerk his cock, Ned could feel her hot breath against his shaft, driving him mad. She smiled up at him, winked, then pouted her lips and gave his bellend a big wet kiss.

"Such a lovely cock…" Rhaella beamed. "So big… and Northern…"

She started to jerk his cock faster as she lay small kisses all along it's length. She kissed from the base of his cock, all the way to it's tip and back down the other side. Ned could hardly believe that Rhaella was actually kissing his cock, eagerly and with gusto. He was glad that his parents were out of town for a few days and his older brother was at his girlfriend's house.

He doubted they would see things from his perspective if they looked out of the window and saw their married neighbour sucking their son's cock out in the back garden. As Ned's house was the only one close enough to see into the Targaryen's back garden, that was what mattered most to him.

He ran his hands through her beautiful, thick silver hair, keeping it out of her face. Rhaella's dazzling, bright purple eyes were staring up at him, her pupils dilated with lust.

Rhaella kicked it into another gear when she opened her mouth wide, stuck out her long tongue and gave his cock a long lick, from base to tip, tasting his pre-cum. It took all his effort not to cum on her face right there. She got more enthusiastic, licking up and down his pale length.

"Hmmmm, tastes like salted chocolate." She joked.

"It does not." He smiled down at her.

"Well… It's certainly salty." She giggled in response, then went back to tonguing his cock.

She would spend time circling her tongue around his head, making Ned think he might explode. Then, go back to licking him from root to tip, flicking her tongue along his dick-hole, tasting his pre-cum as her eyes locked with his.

"I love your big Northern cock." Rhaella said in a low voice, looking up at him. Rhaella seemed to be having lathering up his shaft with her spit. "There's no way this is going to fit inside me without a whole lot of lubrication."

"Then get sucking." He ordered, chuckling.

"Yes, Mr Ned, sir!" She said eagerly.

Rhaella got to work quickly. Her plump lips latched around the head of his cock and began to suck. Her cheeks hollowed and she began to bob her head up and down on his bellend. Ned gripped her hair in her fist on top of her head.

"Fuck!" He exclaimed. "You really know how to suck a cock!"

He felt a hum of satisfaction coming from Rhaella's mouth, vibrating around his cock, bringing him even more pleasure. She began to use both her hands on his cock, wrapping them around his shaft and jerking him hard. Twisting her hands as she jerked his cock brought his pleasure even higher, yet Ned had no idea how I it would go, until she put her tongue on him again.

"Ahhh, FUCK!" Ned let out a strangled cry, gripping Rhaella's hair and the sun-bed.

Rhaella had decided to start circling her tongue around his cock-head, while she was still sucking it in her mouth and still jerking his cock with her hands. If she kept up at this pace, he'd quickly be cumming down her throat.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum." He gasped out.

Rhaella let go of his cock quickly, Ned groaned at the loss of pleasure. His cock stood like a pillar of obsidian, bobbing angrily. Then, she leaned forward, placing her hands on the sun-bed, her massive breasts hanging from her chest. She began to kiss her way up his toned stomach.

He groaned again when he felt her breasts caress his cock on both sides as she moved up him. They brushed up his stomach and along to his chest, when she was face-to-face with him. They both stilled for a moment, looking into each other's eyes, their breath mingling together.

"Not yet…" was all she said before she went back down to his cock. One of her hands was wrapped around his length as her lips latched around one of his balls.

She began to suck him greedily, caressing one ball and then the other with her tongue. They stayed their for a while, Rhaella lavishing his balls, making love to them with her tongue.

"I want to be in control." He groaned. Rhaella pulled her face away from his ballsack.

She quirked an eyebrow up at him, licking her lips while smirking. "Do you?"

"Yes."

"Then by all means, Sir. Take control of me."

Without a word, Ned grabbed her head and angled his tip into her open mouth. Then he pulled her head down onto it. Rhaella easily obeyed his movements. He slowly eased her down passed his head, he could see Rhaella stretching her mouth wide open to accommodate his wide girth.

Her tongue was stretched out, trying to get more cock into her mouth. When he heard gagging sounds, he relented, pulling her back to his cock-head. Rhaella's lips sealed around it, sucking on him still. So, he pushed her down again… then up… then down again.

Rhaella was limp in his hands, he could set the pace and force. Ned began to speed up. The sounds coming from Rhaella's mouth as he skull fucked her were obscene, loud and incredibly gratifying for Ned to hear.

He was in heaven, using his teacher… his best-friend's married mother… his cum-slut to fulfil his sexual whims.

GLUCK! GLUCK! GLUCK!

The sounds of Rhaella choking on Ned's meat could be heard loud and clear. He looked down at her, seeing her big purple eyes watering as he held her on him. She was playing with herself as Ned degraded her.

Her drool and his pre-cum were flowing over his ballsack and dripping onto the sun-bed. The pressure was building inside him. It was extremely gratifying to see a woman, a teacher, a wife twice his age submitting to him so completely.

"This is where you belong!" Ned grunted down to her, thrusting his hips up, trying to get those last few inches down her throat. "Taking my Big! Northern! Cock! Down your throat!" His thrusts punctuated his words, with a final thrust and a roar, a torrent of cum shot out of Ned's cock. Several ropes were fired right down Rhaella's throat into her belly, but Ned kept going. So he let her off his cock and shot the rest of his cum all over her face and expansive chest.

She sat back down on his shins, panting deeply, eagerly gulping down the air. Ned thought she'd never looked more beautiful. She was disheveled and covered in his cum. A line of drool went from her lips dangling down to her massive breasts, shifting quite a bit, as Rhaella caught her breath.

"That was amazing…" Ned said after a few minutes.

"I was about to say the same thing." Rhaella stated, cleaning the cum off her face, sucking it from her fingers. "Well… Aren't you a virile young man?" She said, noticing that he was still hard as a rock, despite just cumming the hardest he ever had.

"Yes." Ned responded, not knowing what virile meant.

"Let's go inside." Rhaella said, getting off the sun-bed. "I'm not going to fuck you in my back garden."

Hearing Rhaella saying that was a surreal experience for Ned. She went over to the pool and got some water to wash herself with. Her exposed behind proved to be a very tempting target. Ned pushed her into the pool and she fell with a yelp.

He jumped in behind her, laughing happily. Rhaella came above the water, sputtering and swearing. They began to make-out in the pool, Ned's cock rubbing against her pelvis. He tried to ease her legs apart before Rhaella stopped him.

"Not in the pool." She said. Before turning around and swiming to the steps so she could walk out. Ned decided to wait and watch her, he was gifted with the most incredible sight.

Rhaella rose out of the pool like a sex goddess, water running down her perfect body as she walked up the steps. Clearly putting a little extra swing in them as her massive arse shook from side-to-side. When she got out, she turned to Ned and fixed him with a lusty look.

"Coming?" She asked, before strutting across the freshly mowed grass, walking into the house naked, leaving the backdoor open.

Ned took a few deep breaths before rising out of the pool and following her inside.

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Rhaella

Rhaella strutted up the stairs, making sure to put some swing in her step. She could feel Ned's eyes glued to her arse. She was tingling all over after what she'd just done.

Sucking Ned's big Northern cock right in her back garden had been the most debauched thing she'd ever done. Her pussy was still throbbing. Memories of fellating the stripper during her bachelorette party spun through her mind. She couldn't help but smirk at what she'd done and what she was about to do.

"So we're going to your room?" Ned's voice came from behind her. Rhaella turned to look him in the eye as she got to the door.

"It's the biggest bed in the house…" she said with a wink as she opened the door to her room.

She squealed in delight as she felt Ned's strong arms lift her up and throw her onto the bed. Rhaella was on her back, she could only giggle as Ned climbed up onto the bed with her and placed himself between her outstretched thighs.

His long, thick ivory pillar resting on her stomach. Oooohhhh, that's gonna do some damage... Ned took his dusky cock in hand and rubbed it around her clit, sending bolts of pleasure through her body.

"Please…" Rhaella moaned.

"Please what?"

"…Please fuck me…" Ned straightened up, a broad smile spreading across his attractive features. He was clearly revelling in the fact that a woman twice his age, his teacher, was begging him to fuck her.

"Your wish is my command." His deep voice reverberated through her.

Rhaella looked down her body at Ned's cock, wanting to see as it entered her. Ned gripped it by the base, the tip just kissing her folds. Then he began to ease his hips forward. Rhaella felt the pressure building in her pussy as Ned's ivory shaft pushed further inside her.

"Fuck!" She gasped, throwing her head back onto the pillows as inch after inch of cock eased it's way into her silky tunnel.

"Gods, you're tight." Ned uttered as he pulled out, then pushed further in, making Rhaella's eyes roll back in pleasure.

She didn't say anything, she was in a world of her own. For years, she'd wondered what it would have felt like to fuck the stripper like Cersei had tried to convince her to. Now she knew what it would have felt like and she loved it!

Ned began to speed up his thrusts, cupping one of her massive breasts in his hands, latching his lips around it. Rhaella could only moan harder under the assault. Her breasts were always her weakness, it didn't take much stimulation of them to get her to cum.

Ned hooked his strong arms under her knees, folding them up to give his cock better access to her sopping cunt. Rhaella was in heaven. The taboo of their coupling was sending shivers all though her body. He was much younger than her, she was married, he was Rhaegar's friend.

He was her opposite: a strong, young Northern man and he was beginning to fuck the shit out of her. Wails were heard from Rhaella's lips as Ned's forceful thrusts continued. His massive, pale appendage was going completely inside her with every thrust now. She could feel his balls clapping down on her arse cheeks.

The feeling of Ned's cock filling her completely was maddening. She could feel every throb of his cock as it plundered her pussy, battering down her womb. Her silky walls were massaging his dusky phallus each time it graced her pussy with it's presence.

"Aerys's crazy for not fucking you like this every single day." He panted, smiling down at her from above.

"You're fucking uhhh-a married woman twice your age… Some m-m-might say you're the crazy one." Rhaella's voice was quivering as Ned fucked her.

"I'm certainly crazy about you." That put a smile on Rhaella's face. She pulled him down for a deep kiss as he held his cock balls-deep inside of her.

"Now fuck me with your Big. Northern. Cock." She ordered him.

To put it simply, Ned dominated Rhaella Targaryen's body. His hips were a blur as he jack-hammered into her pale-skinned body at lightning speed. Rhaella squealed and shivered and quivered around him, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, trying to keep him inside her.

"YOU'RE SOOOO FUCKING BIG!"

Her breasts were bouncing wildly on her chest as she was rocked by Ned. The bed was beginning to creak a move under the force of their movements. Rhaella's pleasure rose in a great wave, her body wracked with tension. Then Ned's cock struck a very special place inside her and the wave broke.

As did Rhaella.

"ARRRRGHHHAAAAHHHA-FUUUUUCK!" She screamed as she experienced the most powerful orgasm of her life, so far.

Her limbs flailed about, her body shook, her mountainous breasts heaved and bounced with her movements. Her body was not her own anymore. She belonged to Ned. Body and soul.

Her world went pale as she heard Ned's deep, comforting voice.

A stinging pain on her arse brought Rhaella back to a conscious state. She was face down on her bed, as it was rocking back and forth, making unfamiliar sounds. She felt pressure in her cunt again and it all came back to her.

She was fucking Ned! Or, more accurately, Ned was fucking her. Another clap rang through the room, her arse stinging, each blow sending pain and pleasure all the way through her body.

"Uhhh-uhh… Uhh." She moaned hoarsely, mind still too hazy to form words.

"Ah, back with us then." She heard Ned chuckle, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her back into his hard thrusts.

"You were out of it for a while. I knew you wouldn't mind if I just kept going…" he punctuated his words with a hard smack on her arse. "Gods, your arse is divine. Everyone says your massive tits are your best feature… and they're right. But your fat arse is fucking amazing."

Rhaella could only listen and moan in pleasure as Ned talked about her body like it was a piece of meat. She had never been so turned on. She felt his hand in her hair, pulling her head out of the pillows.

"Speak slut!" He ordered her.

"I-I-I loooove your Big. Northern. Cock." She moaned, weekly.

"I know you do." Ned chuckled behind her, spanking her again. "All the girls do." He let her head flop back down to the bed and began thrusting even harder.

Rhaella was experiencing mini-orgasms with every thrust now. All she knew was pleasure, Ned's massive cock it's source. He hammered into her like a fucking machine. He set a relentless tempo as he ploughed to married mother for all her worth.

"Fuuuuuckkk! Fuck me! FUCK ME! BREEEED MEEE!" Rhaella screamed into the pillows as Ned ravaged her.

"You love my cock don't you?" SMACK! CRACK! SMACK!

"YES! YES! I LOVE YOU BIG! NORTHERN! UGHH! COOOOCK!"

"What would you do for me?" SMACK! CRACK!

"ANYTHING! ANYTHING! JUST PLEASE FUCK ME!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "I'm gonna cum inside you." He growled at her, punctuated by the slaps he was raining down on her burning arse-cheeks.

"YES! CUM INSIDE ME! I WANT YOUR CUM!"

He had broken Rhaella. She was a babbling, wailing, cummy mess as her body was shattered by another orgasm. Her whole body clenched tight, the pressure enough to finally push Ned over the edge.

"TAKE IT! YOU FUCKING CUM-SLUT!" CRACK! SMACK! SMACK!

He pushed his way in, as deep as he could go and with a roar of victory, he sprayed his potent, plentiful load deep inside Rhaella's pussy. She could feel his cock pulsing within her, a warm feeling spreading through her lower stomach.

Predictably, she lost consciousness again as Ned filled her to the brim with his seed.

It took a while before Rhaella fully regained consciousness again. When she did, she and Ned continued right from where they left off, making love twice more in her and Aerys's bed.

Then Ned suggested something truly perverted…

Rhaegar's bed was squeaking loudly as Ned thrust down into her. Ned had picked her up and carried her into Rhaegar's room and laid her on Rhaegar's bed. They'd been fucking on it for nearly twenty minutes, with no end in sight. Being ravaged on her son's bed, by her son's best friend was sending Rhaella soaring to new heights of pleasure. Her pussy was overflowing with cum, both hers and Ned's.

"This bed's never been right since I fucked Elia in it." Ned laughed as he squeezed her tits, pushing deeper into her, making her moan and cry out.

"…But she's… Uhhhhh! Fuck yea! …She's Rhaegar's girlfriEND." She squealed as Ned ploughed her on her back. Ned paused for a second, mid thrust, he looked down at Rhaella with a confused expression.

"Right now, i'm balls deep inside you: Rhaegar's mother… Do you really think i'd draw the line at his girlfriend?" He asked.

It was a fair point, Rhaella surmised. Besides, who was she to judge. She was fucking her son's Northern friend in his bed. Ned buried his face into her tits again, motor-boating them, licking and sucking on the glorious tit flesh. They carried on in Rhaegar's bed until they both orgasmed together… again.

"I'm going to fuck Shaena at some point." Ned told her as he fucked her in Shaena's bed, like he was telling her he'd pick up the groceries.

"Whhaaaa?" Rhaella croaked, unable to do any more from all the screaming she'd done. Ned didn't even slow his pace, thrusting his big Northern cock inside her over and over again.

"I'm going to fuck your oldest daughter, Shaena." Ned repeated. "Just letting you know… Probably in this bed…"

She was ashamed of how much the thought of Ned fucking the shit out of Shaena turned her on. Her pussy clenched around him in climax, shivering through her body as her dusky lover dominated her, thoroughly. Ned fucked her in every bed in the house, making sure they both came at least once in each of them.

Rhaella was on her hands and knees in the upstairs hall. Ned was preparing her arsehole for him to take her anal virginity. So far, they had fucked in every room on the top floor of her house. Each of the bedrooms, the airing cupboard and the bathroom.

Now Ned was going to fuck her at the top of the stairs. She could only moan as Ned worked his, lubricated fingers into her arsehole, pressing her hips back to him.

"I think you're ready for me now." Ned stated, removing his fingers from her stretched hole.

"I don't think i'm ever ready for your big Northern co-!" Ned interrupted Rhaella by inserting the head of his dick into her arse. Rhaella's mouth hung open in a soundless scream as she quivered around him. Her legs were shaking as Ned eased his way in, then out, gradually fucking her arse.

"Do you like taking my cock up your arse?" Ned growled into her ear, leaning over as he ploughed her.

"Yes!" Rhaella gasped, breathlessly, mind swimming in pleasure and pain from having such a massive cock up her arse. Ned fucked her slowly, with purpose and force. Rhaella was a moaning, quivering wreck under Ned. They both froze as they heard the front door opening.

"Hey! It's only me." Rhaegar called as they heard him walker around downstairs. "Anyone here?" He called again. Rhaella tried to get up, but Ned pushed her down to the floor.

"We wont make it to a hiding place." He whispered. "And i'm not stopping fucking your arse until I've filled it with my cum."

"I'm upstairs, I just got out of the shower!" She called down to Rhaegar. They heard him walk up the first step. "Don't come up, i'm still naked!"

Ned had yet to stop easing his cock in and out of her, trying to get pleasure even as they were both frozen in fear. Rhaella had to stifle her moans, her oldest son was a few meters away. Here she was cheating on his father, her husband fucking Rhaegar's best-friend's big Northern cock.

"Fine!" Rhaegar called back up. "I'm just getting something I left here anyway. See ya!"

They both heard the door close. Silence fell on the lovers… then they both burst out laughing.

"You're such a slut!" Ned laughed, beginning to fuck her arse in earnest now.

"Yes I am!" She answered. "Your slut!"

Ned ended Rhaella's anal ravaging when her emptied his ballsack right into her bowels, filling her arse with his cum. The sensations of Ned filling her arse brought Rhaella to her own screaming end… again.

Yet they were not done. Ned carried her downstairs and fucked her to orgasm in every room of the house, plus both gardens. They ordered a pizza, Rhaella was riding Ned's cock on the living-room sofa when it arrived. Ned sent her to answer the door naked, she did so without hesitation. That led to her sucking and fucking the delivery man as Ned ate his pizza. Rhaella even allowed the man to take nude photos of her, not including her face.

After he left, Ned and Rhaella cleaned up all the evidence of their lovemaking, then retired to her and Aerys's bed, to fuck for the rest of the night. Ned filled her pussy, her arse and her mouth multiple times throughout the night. He owned her body completely. When they woke up in each other's arms, they tenderly fucked again, before Ned left to go back home. Though, not before exchanging phone details so they could easily plan their next liaison.