11 comments/ 132002 views/ 21 favorites Milking Mom By: Clausimotto Pat was sitting in the kitchen one Saturday morning, drinking her coffee and enjoying a cigarette. Spring had finally arrived after a long and brutal winter. She was enjoying the spring breeze flowing through the windows when the phone rang. Pat got up from the kitchen table and picked up the phone. "Hello." "Hi Pat, its Deb." "Good morning Deb, how are you this fine spring day." Deb mustard up the courage to reply "Not bad, but I'm having a problem with Johnny and I though you could give me some advice. We are both single moms with teenage boys you know." Pat took a drag of the smoke and replied "I know what you mean. Come on over, I have a fresh pot of coffee and we can discuss it." "Thanks much Pat. You're the best." Deb said just before hanging up the phone. Deb grabbed her house keys, left through the front door, locked it and walked down the street in a few houses to Pat's place. Deb walked up Pat's driveway to the back of the house and knocked on the screen door off the kitchen. Pat walked over and opened the door for Deb and greeted her with a big hug. "Have a seat Deb while I'll get you a cup. Cream and lots of sugar, right?" asked Pat. Deb replied "Yes." Taking a seat at the table. Pat handed her the cup of coffee, took a seat across from Deb and asked "How can I help?" Deb started to blush and her words started to trip of her tongue. "It's Johnny, he's being doing this thing a lot lately and I think it's started to consume him." Pat looked at her and asked. "Is he doing drugs?" "Oh heavens no, thank God." Deb replied with a firm voice. "We'll that's a good thing these days." "Yes it is," Deb added. Deb started to get her composure and started to say "He's always playing with his thing." Pat looked at her and said. "You mean his pecker? Deb blushed and nodded a yes. "I know what you're going through. I had the same problem with Billy. I would find his dried cum all over his bed and the final straw was finding a pair of my period panties in the laundry with his dried cum on them." Pat replied. "You think Johnny is using my dirty panties to um...." "Bet your ass he is Deb. I did some checking on line and found out the majority of eighteen year old boys play with their peckers three to four times a day and will sniff their mama's dirty panties to get off." "Oh my God! He'sniffing my dirty panties and playing with his pecker?" Deb replied in a state of shock. "What can I do about this?" Deb asked. "I'll tell ya what I do. I milk Billy four times a day to keep his nasty pecker limp. He crossed the line using my dirty panties from my period to get off on." Pat told her. Deb looked at her with a puzzled look and asked. "What do you mean milking him?" Pat told her how she pushed two fingers up his ass and massages his prostrate to make him cum while his peck is limp. "How did he take to you doing this?" Deb asked. "Told him, either I was going to do it, or I'd take a strap to his ass anytime I noticed his pecker was hard." "Oh my." Deb replied. "Would you like to see how it's done?" Asked Pat. "Um, sure,." Deb replied with a blush. Pat yelled out for Billy to come to the kitchen. Billy arrived in short and a t-shirt. "Yes Mom?" "Billy, time for the bathroom, you get ready and Deb and I will be there in a few." "Do you mean she's coming in?" "Yes, young man. It seems her boy has the same filthy dirty habit of playing with his pecker too much and I'm going to show her how to fix it. Now get a move on, or I'll strap that worthless ass of yours for good." "Yes Ma'am." Billy replied with a tremble in his voice. Pat waited about five minutes just to make Billy squirm about this more. She looked at Deb and told her time it was time to milk the boy. Deb followed Pat into the bathroom. She noticed Billy was only in his white boy briefs and saw a big crusty cum mark in the front of them. Pat reached into the cabinet and pulled out a disposable rubber glove and some lube. "Ok boy, you know the drill. Pull them down in the back and lean over the toilet with your hands on the tank. Spread those legs nice and wide so mama can get into your ass really good. You give me any crap and I won't use the lube and your sorry ass will be sore for days to come. Understand?" Billy nodded yes and he pulled the backside down below his ass and leaned over the toilet with his legs spread. "Billy, tell the nice lady here when you last saw your pecker hard." Demanded Pat. "Six months ago." Whimpered Billy. "Tell her what is the most I've milked your worthless ass in a day?" "That would be 8 times ma'am" Billy replied with a red face. "Tell her why you have to wear boy undies when I milk you." "To remind me how nasty and dirty my cum is to you." Deb was watching this unfold in a somewhat surreal manner. She felt a damp spot forming in the crotch of her panties. Pat put the glove on her right hand and spread some lube over Billy's tight brown hole. She slid two fingers deep into him on one push. While her fingers were deep in his ass, Pat was telling Deb where the prostate is located and how to rub it to make his pecker spit out the vile boy cum inside. She also told her that as a reward for Billy, she sometimes puts her dirty period panties in his mouth and dry jacks him off standing in front of the toilet. Pat also informed her that she had Billy shave his boy pecker everyday. As Deb was watching Pat milk him, she felt her nipples harden and her panties getting damper. "Poor Billy won't be able to get his pecker hard soon without something up his ass." Pat laughed out load. "What will all the girls think of you Billy, with your limp pecker all the time? I bet some girl will eventually marry you so she can stay home and have men over who can get their peckers hard for her to play with. You'll come home someday and see your wife with a t-shirt on and trails of cum running down her legs. If she's really nice, I'll bet she'll open her legs so you can see the pounding she took all day and all the loads of real man cum. Then she'll have you kneel between her legs and have you lick the cum from her hole." When Deb heard her describe that, she felt a gush in her panties. Pat looked at Deb and said. "I can smell you." Deb blushed and Pat smiled at her. Billy's breathing started to increase and Pat felt his ass tighten around her fingers. "Is my boy ready to drip his nasty boy cum in his undies for mommy?" Pat aksed. Before Billy could respond, he uttered a shallow grunt and Pat and Deb could see the cum leaking into his undies soaking the white cotton material. "My what a big nasty load you had for mommy. As a reward, I'm going to have Deb watch me dry jack your worthless pecker for more cum boy. Bet your nasty lil pecker will get nice and hard for Deb." Pat pulled out her fingers and notices the brown stains on the glove. She told Billy to pull his undies back up and to turn around. Deb saw his soft lil pecker in the undies and the whole front was stained with cum. Pat showed Billy the dirty glove and said " You know what mamma has to do today, don't you." Billy nodded yes. Pat looked at Billy and told him to tell Deb what was going to happen next. Billy was beat red and was taking too long to respond. Pat slapped him across his face and told him to get it out or she was going to get the strap out and wail on his worthless ass. Billy stuttered out "Mama is going to douche my boy pussy cause it's dirty." Deb's pussy squirted again upon hearing this. Deb replied. "Well a boy with a limp useless pecker, should keep his boy pussy clean." Pat looked at Deb and said. "We're done for now. Come with me." Pat took Deb by the hand and they both left Billy in the bathroom totally humiliated. Pat led her into her bedroom and closed the door. "I know you got off on that Deb. I can smell your stink and your nipples are hard. When was the last time you had a good orgasm?" Deb blushed and replied "It's been too long." Pat walked up to Deb and kissed her on the lips and slid her hand down her shorts feeling the soaked panties over her wet hole. She whispered in Deb's ear to strip and get on all fours on the bed. Deb could not resist and as she stripped, Pat saw her 34B tits and then noticed her thick bush as she pulled down her white cotton panties. Pat then undressed and Deb saw her firm 34C tits with rock hard nipples and also noticed Pat had a lot more pubic hair over her hole. Pat looked at Deb and asked her how big of pecker her ex had. Deb smiled and said something to the effect of not much and she wondered how he was ever able to knock her up. Pat went over to her dresser and opened up the top right hand drawer and pulled out a strap on with a thick eight inch dildo attached. "Get that wet hole up for me Deb. I don't think you need lube since your dripping wet. I'm going to open that tight hole of yours really good and make you cum like you never have before." As Deb got on the bed with her hole up high, Pat slid on the strappy and knelt behind her. She slowly slid the tip of the thick dildo between her wet lips. Pat slowly pushed forward and Deb groaned as Pat slowly buried the entire dildo into her hole. "Of fuck that feels soooo good." Moaned Deb. "I bet it does." Pat replied as she slowly began to slid it in and out. "Feels better that a real pecker don't it." "God yes, I can feel it splitting my hole open." "I'm glad you like having that hole opened up. Next time, I'm going to open your other hole and reach around and finger your fuck hole and feel your squirt your girl cum all over my fingers then I'm going to make you suck them clean." "Oh fuck Pat, use me like a whore. This feels soooooo good. Give it to me and make it hurt good. I got so wet watching you milk his cum from his dirty little pecker and knowing that soon I'll be doing that to Johnny and making his pecker useless. I bet Billy would love to have a real man's pecker up his boy pussy. I bet his limp pecker would leak cum all over while getting fucked in his boy hole." Pat's hole was leaking all over after thinking about Billy taking a man's pecker up his hole. Pat leaned over and grabbed Deb by the hair and began to violently fucker her hole hard and feeling the dildo bottom out deep inside her. With the other free hand, she reached down and pinched and pulled Deb's hard nipples. "OH FUCK" Ded yelled as she squirted all over and came. Deb's breathing was more of a pant. "Damn girl, it's has been a long time." Pat said with a laugh. Deb felt the dildo slid out and could feel her pussy gaping. "God I hope I don't have to wait that long again." Deb replied. "Not at all, you can come over any old time your hole needs a working on. Next time, I'll lick that wet fuck hole first then I'm going to turn you over and open that shit hole with a nice nigger dildo." Pat told her. "Oh Pat, I've never been this dirty with a girl before. When I was a teen, I did the usually experiments with other girls, but nothing this dirty and nasty." "Good, cause the more you bring that cute hole over here, the nastier I'm going to get with you. I will take your mind and body places you could never imagine. You'll never want a real pecker ever again." Deb was flat out on the bed and replied "I hope so." As Pat rubbed Deb's tender ass, she told her to get dressed go home and bring her boy back to be milked. Pat then added. "I think it's time we made our boy to be sissy's and all. Maybe they need to know they are nothing but useless boys to women and all they are good for is to get married so the wife can stay home all day and get all the pounding she wants and for her hubby to come home seeing his wifey all fucked out, leaking real man cum. He'll I bet we can get them both to suck peckers and offer their boy pussies to their wife's men while they lick out the holes clean." "Oh Fuck that's hot. Will you milk Johnny the first time, maybe give him a strapping so I can learn? Asked Deb. "Why sure. Nothing more fun then strapping a boy with a useless pecker so he begins to learn his place. Tell ya what. Bring over a pair of tight panties for him to be milked in." Deb got up and hugged Pat, whispered in her ear. "You're the greatest." Deb quickly put on her clothes and told Pat she'll be back in thirty minutes. Pat smiled and said. "Can't wait to break in another boy." Milking, Mother & Son Milking Mother & Son Part 1 Let's start by saying that this isn't one of those stories where the mother has made it rich or is the perfect ten in every aspect. But how do I describe my mother? The woman who birthed me almost twenty years ago and has done her best to provide me with all I could ever need. I couldn't have asked for a more loving parent even if I'd wanted to. If I needed support in any way, she's always been there to pick me up and dust me off and then tell me everything will be ok. That no matter what she'll always be there for me. I feel loved and that's something that's not so easy to come by these days. I only hope that she feels the same about me. I feel safe with her. It's so hard to explain in words, but I can be more with her than when I'm with anyone else. Like anything is possible. Her given name is Kelly Marie Andrews, but to me "Mom" is so much more intimate a term to describe the woman she is. And she is all woman! No doubt about it. Her looks alone make it hard to look at her as my mother and not some milf I see walking down the street At 5'7", 152lbs. her proportions are what my dreams are made of. Nice full hips, accentuated by a perky butt. Two of her girl friends gave her one of those free week memberships at the gym a couple of years ago and she has been completely hooked ever since. She says it's a breeze to work out when her friends are there, sweating with her. Thank you Zumba! It's lifted her butt into a glorious thing to behold. Nice and high; with a good roundness to it. One look and you can tell she spends time working out. Those tight spandex pants she works out in are so hot. They are as smooth as silk wrapped around her bare ass. I mean to say you can tell she doesn't wear underwear. There's no way she would be caught dead with a panty line in something that tight. If she did it would have to be a tiny thong or something like it. Oh that sweet ass. That's where my eyes go every time she walks by and I can sneak a peak. I think I should feel guilty but damn, I just can't stop looking and wondering what she looks like without anything on. We've always been close enough that she asks my opinion on almost everything she wears. That equates to me getting asked questions like, "Does my butt look fat in these jeans? Does this shirt make me look whoreish or professional? Can you see my panty line in this skirt? Don't let me go out of this house looking funny now. Etc..." It also equates to her parading around in front of me in barely a stitch of clothing on, especially when she's changing back and forth between outfits. My imagination goes wild with thoughts of reaching out and touching her bare skin. Bras and panties are a regular thing around our house. As is talking about everything in our lives, from work, to school, to friends, lovers, sex, drugs, you name it we've talked about it. I haven't ever known a different way to do things; it's simply the way it's always been between us. I don't think that she knows how much I lust after her. If she did, she might behave differently around me. Or she might reach out and take my hands, only to place them possibly on her hips and then slowly pull them towards her butt. I would hug my face to her navel as I take handfuls of her flesh into my kneading palms. Snap back to reality. I'm so horny when I'm around her it drives me crazy to the point of animalistic needs. Her breasts are equally impressive at a 36B or C cup depending on what time of the month and that sort of thing. Not too large and not to small. Oh how I would like to nuzzle my face in between their creamy fullness. I fantasize about feeling their weight in my hands as I caress one and then the other. Slowly and methodically I lick around her areola and suck one pert nipple between my lips and then the other. I feel them growing in my mouth as I hear her breath becoming heavy. Mmm. She is my Venus, and I'm hers Hercules. She tells me almost daily how she couldn't imagine going through life without me to share it with her. It's usually followed by a long hug with both arms wrapped around me with a kiss on the cheek. On occasion she holds both sides of my head in her hands and gives me one of those platonic motherly kisses right on the lips. When I'm alone I picture those moments turning into something more primal than platonic. Obviously my mother has my attention. At nineteen, I'm a picture of hormones run rampant. I'm 6' tall and weigh 175lbs. The last couple of years I've finally started to fill out. I thought it would never happen. I spent all of high school being the skinny runt but now just like mom said would happen, I've just recently starting to gain some weight and grow some muscles. Granted, being coerced by my mother to join the gym with her hasn't hurt anything at all. She is constantly telling me how big my arms are looking and always comments on my abs. I love it when she grabs my arms and gets me to flex for her. If she only knew how turned on I get when she touches me like that. The other really noticeable thing is my abs. Honestly, when you're nineteen, having a six pack is not that difficult really. My mother however thinks differently. If I have my shirt off around the house it's guaranteed to get a whistle or some kind of comment related to how good my stomach looks. Talk about motivation to continue working out. I try to do the same for her, by giving her compliments as often as I can, telling her things like, If she wasn't my mother I would be checking her out if she walked by, and it shows in her figure how much she works out by how tight her legs and butt are. Sometimes when were sitting down next to each other I put my hand on her thigh and give it a squeeze, then tell her how tight her muscles feel. That's usually when she stretches out a leg and gives me a flexed calf to look at and then it's my turn to give a whistle. I may be young but I do know that complimenting a woman goes along way in getting what you want. That applies to just about anything; allowance, car keys, hand jobs, sex. No matter what that anything is. I've had a few girlfriends that have proven my philosophy about this. Now that you know a little bit about how I feel towards my mother and some of the details about our life, I'd like to tell you about how our life together really got started. Part 2 May was finally over and I could see the end of my school year in sight. It had been my first year at our local community college and so far things were going along pretty well. I had passed all my classes. So far I had only taken general courses so I didn't have to decide yet, which was good because I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. Mom kept telling me that it would come to me when I least expected it. I believe her. Til then I guess I'll just hang out and see what happens. Mom had been feeling down lately even though work was going really well. She's an ultra sound tech at the local hospital and apparently really good at what she does. She's been working there since she was nineteen, and has seniority over her department. That allows her to not have to work as hard as she used to, but back to her not feeling good. For the past few weeks she has been complaining about headaches and blurred vision. I finally talked her in to going to the hospital. As a patient! Who knew it was so hard to get a medical professional to go to the doctor. It's like pulling teeth I swear. I got her an appointment for that afternoon. Of course they had lots of questions about her health, diet, exercise, and the lot. They also performed a bunch of blood tests and finally referred her to a specialist. He in turn referred her to an optometrist who finally told us what was going on. My mother was diagnosed with a pituitary gland problem. What this meant was that her hormone levels were all out of whack. Her pituitary gland was enlarged and was causing pressure on her optical nerve which in turn was causing her vision to be blurred. It all sounded a lot worse than the doctor seemed to think it was. His first thoughts on everything seemed optimistic about mom being ok. He told us that with all the new drugs specifically designed for treating this problem we shouldn't worry too much at this point. The doctor gave mom a couple of different prescriptions to take that would hopefully reduce the size of her gland and also gave her some time off of work. (The time off she didn't complain about). Neither one of us really had much to say about what the doctor was telling us. We were both kind of in shock at that point. I tried to snap out of it and keep an upbeat attitude about the whole thing for mom's sake. At least we had caught it before something horrible had happened is what I told my mother. She seemed to believe what I was saying and off we went to the pharmacy to pick up the prescriptions. Talk about perfect timing with me being out of school and mom being at home all alone. It couldn't have worked out better. Mom was glad I was going to be home with her and told me so, profusely. I think she was feeling pretty emotional and needed the support that I could give her. I was glad to give to tell you the truth. Aside from my sexual attraction to her, she is my mother and I love her more than words can say. After we had been home a couple of day's mom started to open up to me about some of the symptoms of her pituitary gland being swollen. She told me that she was getting headaches, blurry vision, feeling flush, some of which I already knew, but I listened like a good son should. Her periods had stopped a couple of months earlier and she could swear that her breasts were larger than they had been. She needed my support now more than ever and so did her massive breasts. She asked me if I had noticed any difference in her chest size. How many times is your mother going to ask you if, 1. You have checked out her rack and noticed that they are larger than before, and 2. That she knows you have checked her out before to compare them to now. I was in heaven. I had her right where I wanted her. I had to think fast though. My plan involved having her remove her shirt so I could get a proper look since I was supposed to compare. Our past relationship paved the way for her to immediately peel her shirt off over her head. As she asked "well what do you think honey?" "Do they look bigger?" Indeed they did look larger. They were spilling out of her bra to the point of looking funny. To say her bra was too small was like comparing it to holding ten handfuls of sand with two hands. It just wasn't going to happen. I couldn't believe my luck at getting to blatantly stare and then comment on my mother's breasts without fear of reprisal. "They do look bigger, are you sure your bra hasn't shrunk or something?" Flesh was coming out the front, sides, and bottom of her bra. "No, it's the same as my other bras are, nothing seems to fit anymore, and my breasts are constantly tingling and a little sore, even my nipples are aching." My first thought was to offer my services in rubbing them for her. I knew that that wasn't going to happen so I asked her if they had ever felt like this before. "I can't be certain because it was such a long time ago but they feel like they did when I was pregnant with you." She had a deep in thought look on her face at this point. Lost in the memory of years long gone. My advice was to call the doctor and talk to him about her symptoms before something got out of control. She pulled her shirt back over those wonderful globes of joy and hid them out of sight. After talking to the doctor for what seemed like an hour. It was really only ten minutes; mom got off the phone and relayed to me everything the doctor had told her. Her blood tests had come back and the results said that she had a high prolactin hormone count as well as a couple of other lower hormone levels that she didn't need to worry about at this point. He also said that they would do another ultra sound and blood tests of her pituitary in a couple of months, but that she would have to continue taking the medication she had already been prescribed in order to get it under control. He said unfortunately, she was going to have some side effects of the hormones and there wasn't much that he could do about it until the meds did their thing. Mom said that prolactin is the hormone that causes women to start lactating prior to giving birth and that's why her breasts were feeling the way they are. The docs list of reactions to high prolactin levels could vary from the swelling and tingling she was experiencing now, to full on lactation. Wait, back that train up. Did I just hear her right when she said that she might start having milk in those wonderful tits? "So does that mean your going to have milk in your breasts if it keeps going the way its going?" I asked. "That's what the doctor seems to think." "He said he has no idea if it will stop or not, it's too early to tell at this point." I had so many questions at this point I didn't know what to say, but came up with. "Is there anything I can do for you mom?" "I mean it, anything, just name it." "Thank you honey." And with that, she grabbed me and gave me one of her two armed hugs she is so famous for and told me she didn't know what she would do without me. Her breasts really did feel bigger against my chest. I couldn't help myself in noticing how much they pushed us apart compared to usual. After a minute even mom said something about how different they felt between us. As we let go of each other she brought her hands up to her breasts and squeezed them both while pushing up on them. "Oh, I have to go and get larger bras if this is how their going to be. Their so tender right now I can't believe it." " Will you go to the store with me and help me pick out some new bras?" " Of course I will mom, are you kidding? that sounds easy enough." And off we went, headed to the mall and the lingerie store. We ended up in one of those chain boutiques where all the girls look the same. Mostly just annoying when you need a real bra and not a fake I have tiny boobs bra. We took one look around and then headed down the hall to the real bra store and found what we were looking for right away. Mom in her pursuit to be in fashion, of course had to try on twenty different bras to end up with two. The best part of the whole trip was that she modeled each selection and wanted my opinion as to how each looked. Was the cup big enough, was the color right, did she look good in this one or that one? Of course she looked good, she was now pushing a 36D-36DD depending on the bra. I may have skewed the results she would have gotten had she shopped by herself. My selections were a little more risqué than what she normally wears. Her flesh was firmly sitting atop two cups that held her breasts upward. It was as if two hands were gently cupping both breasts perfectly. A mere half an inch lower and her nipples would have been showing. Her areolas were visibl poking out of the top of both bras as it was. Damn she was hot with her massive breasts jutting out from her chest. She asked for my opinion and that's definitely what she got, nothing but my opinion. A nineteen year olds version of what his sexy big breasted mother should be wearing. Wow, I couldn't believe she actually said ok to both of the bras I chose. I figured for certain she would say no. She must have been in a good mood or something was different. When we'd finished in the store she leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek and told me thank you for making this whole thing a little easier. Her kiss had seemed to linger a little longer than usual. From there we walked arm in arm all the way out to the car and headed home. She wouldn't stop playing with her tits, the whole ride home. Like a kid in a candy store squeezing them over and over, "These bras feel so much better than the other ones did, thanks again for going with me and helping make sure they look good." I came back with "anytime." Of course I would have been an idiot to have not gone with her, but I didn't say that out loud. "Oh my god!" She said, as I whipped my head sideways to see what was wrong with mom, and she had this wicked look on her face that I haven't ever seen before. She was still holding the front of her shirt. I got a glimpse of what she was oh my godding about. Her shirt was wet in front of both of her breasts! I couldn't believe my eyes, I had to do a double take, and sure enough two big wet circles were growing on her shirt. Mom looked at me and said, "Apparently my breasts have started leaking milk. What am I going to do know? I can't exactly go back into the store looking like this. I'm going to have to go get maternity bras because these aren't nearly thick enough to keep from getting my shirts wet." "We'll figure it out mom, let's get you home first and get you into something dry and then we can talk about what's next." "Thank you, you're always such the man I need in my life, you always have this way of making me feel better about things; this is some kind of problem isn't it? I mean how many women get to have breast milk without the fuss of baby weight and swollen feet. Granted the headaches aren't great or the blurry vision, but those seem to be getting better now that I'm taking the medications. I do have a confession to make though, when I breast fed you as a baby it was one of the most satisfying times of my life." "Really? Whys that?" "I never felt so close to anyone before I had that experience, and I don't know if I should tell you this or not but I think your old enough to hear it. Feeding you like that was the most exhilarating sexual experience of my life. Every time you latched on to my breasts I would feel this immense pleasure I almost can't describe. As you know, I've had a few lovers over the years and they were satisfying, but never came close to how I felt with you those first three years. I even dragged out weaning you off because it felt so good. Honestly I had forgotten how great it felt to have such intense feelings in my breasts. Having a child changes how things feel physically. Not necessarily bad just different. "Say something kiddo, I'm feeling out in the boonies here by myself."' "Wow mom, I never knew that breast feeding could be so powerful. I wish I could experience something that great." As we pulled into the driveway, we both got a little quiet and didn't talk too much as we got settled in at home. Mom headed for her room to change her clothes and I headed for the kitchen to get something started for dinner. Comfort food it is. Nothing like feeding your emotions that's what mom always says anyway. Just then mom rounded the corner of the kitchen and came to stand next to me. "So what's for dinner honey?" She's been calling me honey a lot lately, not Matt or Mattie, but honey, sweetie, my love and things like that. "How's does take out sound? Chinese?" "That sounds great, we haven't had that in a while and there are no dishes to clean afterwards." She said it with a happy tone in her voice. "Ok then its settled, Chinese food it is." I couldn't take my eyes off of her chest; she wore skin tight black spandex with a shirt that was fairly tight before boobs had grown so much and now it was wickedly taut. Stretched to capacity if you know what I mean? I think she was trying to pretend that nothing had changed when it obviously had. I had to say something. "So, do you have any thoughts on how to solve your leaking problem?" I was trying to keep it light and playful in case she was feeling touchy about the situation. "There are only two ways, well technically three ways that I can think of, to have my breasts not leak all over the place." She said matter of factly. "I could buy a breast pump and pump every time they get engorged, I could squeeze them with my hands to release enough milk to stop leaking or I if I had a baby I could breastfeed." Milking, Mother & Son "I remember back when I was breastfeeding you and simply squeezing my breasts until milk came out usually didn't help enough to keep them from being too full." "I'm sorry mom; I'm at a loss for words. I'm not sure what I can do to help." "Do you want me to go and buy a breast pump? It won't take long to run to the store." The thought of something attached to my mothers breasts and then sucking on them made my cock swell in my jeans. My breathing was getting shallow and I'm sure my face was turning some kind of flushed color. "Oh honey, I appreciate the offer but I think the mall is already closed for the day and besides I would like to be there to help pick one out to make sure it's going to work. I think it's a great idea though." She rested her right arm around my waist and held onto my opposite hip, then pulled me in for a side hug, but didn't let go after she hugged me close. Her touch was glorious. I could feel the heat from her breath on my shoulder as it sent chills down my back. All of this touching elicited a reaction from my now, swelling cock. I couldn't hide it any longer. I knew she must be feeling me growing between us. The reaction from my mother wasn't at all what I had expected either, as she seemed to pull me in closer to her bosom. "It's alright sweetheart, I get turned on sometimes when you're holding me as well." And there it was, the elephant in the room, bulging into my mothers stomach as we held each other closely. Be a man and talk to her like you would talk to someone else. Anyone else, for that matter. "I'm sorry mom, I just can't help it, you're so beautiful and you feel so good when you're in my arms like this. My body just reacts to your womanhood." "Well it would appear that it's reacting favorably! And prominently if I might throw that in as well!" Mom started rubbing in really short little circles that was driving me nuts. They were almost imperceptible, but definitely happening. "Wow, you really are all grown up aren't you? Time has a way of getting away from us and all of a sudden my little boy has grown into a young man, with manly parts." I felt two hands grab my hips and squeeze them while at the same time gently pulling my crotch towards hers. I think she meant to shake me side to side a little but it just rubbed our sex together even more than it was already. I couldn't stand it any more. My swollen member throbbed like a steel rod in my jeans. It pulsed with the desire to be quenched by my mother's tender pussy That place that birthed me, now called out to me like a thunderous voice in the wilderness; take me, bury yourself in my depths. Mom backed away from me a few inches and looked down between us both; the bulge in my pants was so noticeable I couldn't hide it if I wanted to and then there were the huge wet spots on the front of her shirt accentuated by two very pointy nipple bumps. It was obvious that mom's nipples were swollen as hard as my cock was. "I'm sorry too young man, my body is reacting to your touch as well as yours is to mine. You should order dinner for us while I go to take a shower and see what I can do about getting these breasts of mine to stop leaking for awhile." "I just can't believe how fast my breasts have started making milk. They're so full." It was if she were talking to herself and me at the same time. She was truly amazed that her boobs were so full in such a short time. My eyes were glued to her tits at this point and I couldn't look away until she started to walk out of the room and headed for the shower. I instinctively grabbed for my cock and nearly exploded in orgasm right there but I stopped myself just in case she came back in. "Wholly shit I can't believe how hot she is!" I said in a whisper to myself. Some things are better said out loud. Then the thought hit me that right now my mother was going to get in the shower so she could relieve the pressure in her tits by milking herself with her own hands. My cock has never been this hard, ever. I was picturing wet skin, followed by hands gently massaging streams of hot liquid from pert nipples. I tried to imagine how it must look as the milk sprayed out and hit the glass of the shower then traveled down to the floor. I was so turned on I had to jack off right then and there. It didn't take long as I stroked my turgid pole with complete abandon at the thought of my mother in the shower. I came with an explosion of cum that shot across the kitchen six feet away from where I stood. With each pulse of my orgasm the distance got closer to where I stood, until I was satisfied I had milked my own liquid as well as I could. My cock stayed hard as a rock for at least another ten minutes and then it finally gave way and allowed me to put it back in my pants. I was satisfied for now, but I couldn't stop thinking about my mother and how I was feeling about her. Horny as fuck, that's how I was feeling. I know I should have felt a little more compassion for her side effects as it were but I couldn't get past how sexy she was with her huge breasts so ready for the taking. It was amazing at how accentuated the rest of her figure was now that her tits were so large. That perfectly tight ass seemed even more tight than normal, and her hips seemed even more womanly. The food showed up an hour later just as mom was coming out of her room. This time she wore her bigger robe instead of a tight outfit. Apparently she figured out that her shirts didn't fit anymore, at least the skin tight ones. "How was your shower? "It was good, I feel a little lighter at the moment, but I can't believe how long it took me to empty enough milk out of my breasts to get them to stop leaking. If I had had another set of hands to help coax the milk out it would have gone a lot faster You know, being so close to you and then feeling turned on didn't help either. Something about being horny and milk production that goes hand in hand so to speak. Whenever I feel turned on or horny." She looked away as she said this. "My breasts swell up even more than they already are and it makes them produce milk faster. She was giving me more mental picture than I could store in my horny little brain at the moment. The fact that my own mother is telling me that she was turned on like I was is amazing. "Let's eat this dinner before you get me all excited again and I have to live in the shower. I'm already looking like a prune." "Ok, want to pass me the chow main?" That's how our night went. We sat in the living room, eating our food and watching a little television. Not much was said until it was time for bed. Out of the blue mom asks, "Matt? I have to ask you a question, and I hope you don't think I'm being some sicko perve, but will you help me express my milk before we go to bed?" It is takes so long and I'm beat. If you help it'll mean I can go lay down sooner." Am I dreaming or something? Did my mother just ask me to help her milk her glorious tits? This has to be a dream." What else was I going to say but, "Of course I will. What can I do to help?" I said it with as much concern as I could muster. When in reality, I was jumping for joy at the thought of touching my mother's breasts. "Let's go to the bathroom and I'll show you Honey." As we entered her bathroom mom pulled the front of her robe open just above the tie, so that her breasts were encircled by the fabric on both sides. I could see small white droplets forming on her nipples. She was very full of milk from the look of things. Mom tried to get situated over the sink so that she could show me how to help massage the milk out. Her nipples were so swollen that they stood out at least a half an inch or more and as she touched the sides of her breasts with her palms both breast started to leak rather quickly. "Oh matt they're so full I can't believe it. So what I need you to do is to put your hands on one breast like this." I watched as she grabbed her left breast by wrapping both hands around at the base of the breast and then gently pulling out and squeezing towards the nipple. As she did this, streams of milk came shooting out just like a balloon with a pin hole. Only this balloon was my mothers' breast and there were eight to ten streams coming out in a spray headed towards the sink. Then she returned her hand where it began on her breast and started to pull again; all the while looking at me to make sure I was getting what she was telling me. I nodded with an understanding look and then watched milk start to drip quite fast out of the breast she had just squeezed. I instantly had an erection so hard that it hurt to feel it bulging in my pajama bottoms. I don't think mom noticed this time since she was so intent on showing me how to milk her. I gave mom a reassuring glance and then reached out to take a breast in hand. It felt so warm to the touch and firm, but soft at the same time. I guess that's the miracle that boobs are. I tightened my grip on her right tit and then squeezed like I had watched moments earlier and with a slight moan from mom I saw a stream of milk come cascading out under pressure. I completely missed the sink and got it all over the mirror. I really didn't car. I was ready to suffer through this as long as it took for mom to feel better. Yeah, suffer, that's funny. I couldn't imagine any thing I would rather be doing, ever! "Matt you have to at least try and get it into the sink or were going to have a huge mess when were done." She was chuckling at the absurdity of the situation. She smiled at me with a look of complete happiness as we both gave a squeeze of her massive tits and watched milk spray out onto the counter and partially into the sink. It really was hard to aim the streams very accurately since they kind of went in different directions. "Do you know what it tastes like?" I hesitantly said as we started to get into a rhythm of pulling and squeezing and missing the sink. "It's better than store bought milk from what I remember. It has a warm sweet kind of taste. Do you want to try it and see what you think? I could spray a taste into your mouth so we don't have to go get a glass? Well what do you say there Honey? Are you up for a taste of mother's milk?" A sly grin came over her face just then. I let go of that magnificent breast and leaned over the counter; with my mouth pointed toward my mother's tit I waited for her to point her left breast at my face. With a slight squeeze of her hands I received a long stream of warm milk into my waiting mouth. I couldn't believe how good it tasted as it glided down my throat. I was in heaven. Mom stopped after a good long squeeze and then asked me what I thought about the taste. I exclaimed that "I've never tasted anything so good in my life and I would like to try it some more if?" "I guess that we have gone this far with you helping me and that another taste isn't going to hurt anything. Why don't we go into the bedroom so that we can be in a different position for your taste?" As she said this she winked at me with a mischievous grin and then pulled me by my hand to her room. Her breasts were still hanging out of her robe and I couldn't take my eyes off of them. We had expressed enough milk so that they weren't leaking like they had been, but were still quite swollen with milk. They looked amazing. One little white drop on the end of each nipple slowly inched their way down the round underside of her breasts as my beautiful mother slipped out of her robe and was wearing nothing but a very skimpy thong that was completely see through. The front was a light red lace and I could tell that she did not have much hair if any covering her mound. "I'm going to get under the covers so that I can get comfortable." She said it without any concern for the amount of bare skin I was now getting to see. "You should get undressed and get in with me; I have a cool way for you to try more of my milk." A pat of her hand on the covers and I wasted no time in getting undressed. Shirt, slippers and then when I got to my pajamas I hesitated and mother noticed I was looking shy about taking my bottoms off. "You don't have to worry about me seeing you in your boxers Honey; I've seen it all before you know. It's just been awhile that's all." "It's not my boxers I'm worried about mom, because I'm not wearing any! Do you want me to get some on before I crawl in bed with you?" I really didn't mean what I said, but I was trying to keep up appearances when I should have thrown them out the window already. "Pull your pants off already before I have to get out of bed and do it for you silly. I had to pull the band of my pant out a ways because my cock was still rock hard as I slid my pajamas to the floor." I heard mom sort of moan under her voice as she looked at my swollen member sticking out like a hand waving for help. There was a large glob of pre cum on the head starting to ooze down my shaft. I needed to come so badly. I wanted mom now more than ever. I knew I was close to having everything I desired from her. I lifted the blanket and slid over the sheet until I was looking mom directly in the eyes as we both lay on our sides. She put a hand up to my eyes and gently laid it on my face to get me to close my eyes. Then I felt her move up the bed a little and put her left arm under my neck so that I was resting on her arm with my face right in front of her magnificent tits. With her right hand I felt her lift her breast and then place it on my lips as she whispered softly in my ear. "Open your lips Mattie and take me in." Oh how my cock twitched as I sucked in my mother's right nipple and latched onto her breast. I moaned as her nipple swelled in my mouth and the milk began to flow down my throat. I love how it tastes and how it felt as it accumulated in my mouth. This was the most erotic feeling I had ever had in my life up to this point. After a few minute of suckling her breast I came back to reality a little and realized that I was lying next to my almost naked mother. I got the idea to reach my left hand up and move it towards her lower back. I found a resting spot on her firm ass cheek as I massaged and kneaded it for all I was worth. Mom moaned out loud every time I squeezed hard, which only drove me to suckle and squeeze harder. She started moving her legs up and down mine; caressing my calves and thighs with her feet. My leaking cock had rubbed a wet spot between her legs and just above her knees. My cock slid effortlessly up and down her inner thighs and was getting me close to orgasm. I tried not to think about it as I concentrated on breastfeeding on my mother. I think she knew I was getting close to cumming though, because she was starting to spread her thighs just enough to allow my cock to slide in and out as I thrust my hips forward and back. I really wanted to bury my manhood in her hot pussy but I couldn't seem to allow her tit to fall from my mouth. The taste of her milk was intoxicating. I really could not get enough of it. The harder I sucked the faster it would fill my mouth with its prize. After about twenty minutes or so, mom's breast started to feel empty. I wasn't getting very much milk as I continued to suck on her glorious tit and mom could sense it somehow and said to me. "Sweetheart, I want to try feeding you a different way if you don't mind. Roll over onto your back for me sweetie. I promise mommy will give you what you want so badly. I can see that you love mommy's milk and can't get enough of it. Your making mommy feel so good when you suck on her breasts; and the way you're touching me with your hands is absolutely driving me crazy. I need you so badly Matt!" After I rolled onto my back, mom straddled my crotch and then lowered herself so that her weight was completely on me. She must have taken her panties off when I wasn't paying attention because she certainly wasn't wearing any now. I could feel her wet pussy as she rubbed up and down my fiery cock getting it slippery with her juices; as the swollen lips surrounded the sides of my manhood. Mom's tits were hanging in front of my face and I didn't need any assistance at this point as I reached up and took her left tit into my mouth and latched on. Instantly, warm streams of milk began to flow into my mouth. Suckling mother this way was amazing because the milk in her tits was being helped to my mouth by gravity. This made it very easy to drink without having to use much suction. I was starting to get into my milking when mom lifted herself off of my crotch and then pushed back so that the head of my cock touched the entrance to her pussy. With one steady push back and down, she buried my swollen member into her pussy until her firm ass was resting solidly on my groin. She had my cock as deep into her as it could possibly go and started moving in small little circles with her hips; gyrating herself around my pole intensifying how it felt. Her pussy spasmed around my cock as I felt her orgasm take over her body; like a Mack truck hitting a wall. She was vibrating, which in turn sent me over the edge. My aching cock exploded is spasms of pure joy. I was sharing an orgasm with the woman I loved most in this world and it was amazing. Spurt after spurt of my hot sperm filled my mother's pussy as our combined juices and instantly made her sopping wet. I could feel our combined cum running down my ball sack as I hungrily sucked on her breast. As our orgasms started to subside, mom pulled her nipple out of my mouth, lowered her loving face to mine and gave me the most passionate kiss I had ever had. She kissed me like a long lost lover kisses someone who was just found. Our tongues explored each others mouths with reckless abandon and I knew at that moment things would never be the same. We continued to fondle and kiss each other well into the night until exhaustion overtook us and we dozed to sleep in each others arms; content with our decision to love each other no matter what. I awoke early the next morning looking forward to having breakfast, but I knew that it meant I'd get to have mother in my waiting mouth... Finally, Mom and I both loved how things were turning out with our new arrangement. I was definitely getting what I'd always desired from my beautiful mother. We have a routine of feedings and sex now that we've gotten past the barriers that kept us from fully loving one another. It has set us free to be a happy couple. Mom's pituitary issues got better over time, but she hasn't stopped breastfeeding me. Her milk production has only gotten better as time has gone on. One of the benefits of having her engorged with milk all the time is that we haven't had to buy milk from the store in over a year now. When I'm not able to breast feed, mom has a pump so that she's not leaking all over the place. She regularly pumps twenty to thirty ounces while I'm away at work or school. We use it for everything, from cooking with to having on a bowl of cereal. It's amazing. Mom tells the people she works with that she has to use a pump because milk production is a permanent side effect of her pituitary problem. If they only knew the truth; wouldn't they be surprised. We both enjoy how it makes us feel, so much so, that until it becomes some kind of issue, were going continue. We've done everything under the sun with each other since that first time in mom's bed and it seems to only get better with time. Milking My Step-Mom While I used the character name Max in this story, it has no character relation to any of my other stories. ************************** Three months ago I became a new half-brother at the age of twenty-four. Though I know this can be completely normal, it still feels strange being so much older than my new sister. My dad is 55 and two years ago married a thirty-eight year old woman. Cutting to the chase, she had her child three months ago at the age of 40. Unusual for many but it can happen. It is still strange when I go over to see them with a baby. But I am getting more used to it and hopefully tonight it will get even more normal. As I walked up to the door of my dad's place, I took out my key and unlocked the door letting myself in. Walking in, I set my bag next to the staircase before saying in sort of an introduction voice, "Hello!" "Hey Max," my step-mother Jackie called. "In the living room." Walking into the living room I was a little startled as she was breastfeeding Lindsey on the couch. I wasn't offended at all, I just didn't expect it. She must have noticed that. "I hope your not offended by this," Jackie said looking up at me with smile. "Was just finishing giving her snack before I put her down for bed." "Oh no, not at all," I replied quickly. "Good," she replied with a soft smile. "I'll be right. Going to put her down and let your dad watch her for awhile. Though he's taking a quick nap, had a hard day at work I guess." "Figures," I said with a bit of a knowing look. "Yep, that's him. Always the party crasher," Jackie said as she walked out of the room. As Jackie walked by me I got a glance of one of her breasts as she hadn't put that side of her spaghetti strap top back on. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra and while I had noticed it before, her breasts really had grown quite a bit since her pregnancy. Probably has a lot to do with the milk stored in them now. She used to probably be something like a B cup, I never looked that hard really, she is my step-mother after all. But now she must be a large C cup I would think. I was sitting on the couch with a bottle of water by the time she came back into the living room. Walking back in I looked a little more closely. At her breasts and entire body, they really had grown a considerable amount. Jackie was very good looking at 40 years old. She had pretty pale skin but thick black curly hair that flowed down to her shoulders. Her eyes were blue and her lips were a bit wide with great fullness. She was pretty much back in good shape, loosing most of all that extra pregnancy weight, which just in three months is pretty amazing. Jackie was pretty tall, about 5'8" I would guess and what she was wearing only helped make her look better. Not that she really need it. Since it was the middle of summer, it made sense that she had on the black spaghetti strap top which she had put back into place but still no bra. She was then wearing light colored jean shorts that probably went to about mid thigh, showing off her legs nicely with a pair easy slip on sandals. "Would you like anything else to drink beside water?" Jackie asked as she noticed my bottle of water. "No, water is just fine," I replied with a soft smile. "Oh being healthy tonight huh?" she teased lightly. "Hey! I am most of the time," I shot back playfully. "Well," she replied looking at me. "With a physique like that, you must." "Water does help," I replied mid laugh and with a smile. "Thanks." Jackie then walked over and sat right next to me on the couch as she turned on the TV, probably only about four inches separating the outside our legs. She turned the volume down low enough so we could hear each other talking still. "So did you have a decent day?" Jackie asked turning her head to look at me. "Yeah it wasn't too bad," I replied with a smile. There was a moment after I replied that we both looked into each other's eyes a second longer than normal before we both turned our heads to look back at the TV. "Ahhh crap," Jackie sighed as she stretched he legs out in front of her, stretching her muscles. "I forgot Lindsey's bottle in the kitchen, and I am so full of milk right now. Lindsey didn't want much earlier." She gently held her breasts underneath them on the bottom as she referred to how full they were. It was then that I noticed her nipples were really hard and pushing outward underneath her top. I don't think they were like that when she walked in, so it must of happened sitting here. It feels kind of wrong marveling at her breasts like that, but I can't say I don't like it either. "I can go get it for you," I replied looking back at her eyes. "Oh no, don't worry about Max," she replied with a soft smile. "I can do it later." "You sure?" "Yeah," she replied with a smile. As she said that she moved herself right next to me, the sides of our bodies touching and she laid her head down on my shoulder, "I'm sure." I wrapped my arm around her, letting my hand rest on her shoulder as I held her gently. Her hair smelled good too, she must have taken a shower a little bit before I got here. A fruity smell, maybe mango or something like that. "I hope she turns out to be as nice and caring as you Max," Jackie said softly with her head still on my shoulder and looking forward. "I'm sure she will and thank you for the compliment." With that she moved her head and looked up at me with her pretty blue eyes and said, "Of course Max. You fully deserve it. You're a wonderful step son." I smiled back as she said that, meeting her smile that we held the gaze for a few moments looking into each other's eyes perhaps a couple seconds too long this time. Breaking the gaze she laid her head back on my shoulder. Looking down I noticed her nipples were still hard, maybe even harder now. Was I really turning her on? I think I was. Even though it was wrong, I knew that, I liked the thought of it. "This may sound kind of strange but I was wondering," I started to ask looking down at her. "Do you ever...taste yourself? I'm just curious. I would think mothers would." Propping her head up a bit she looked back at me and asked, "You mean my milk right?" "Uhhmm..." I started to reply as I let it sink it what she said. Realizing that what I asked could have meant something else that I didn't mean to ask at all I quickly said, "Yes, your milk." "I have actually, yes...its kind of sweet tasting with a bit of a saltiness to it," she said giggling a little bit as she smiled back at me obviously getting what I was realizing. "Why? Did you wonder what it tasted like?" "Just curiously really," I replied somewhat innocently. "Though I guess now that I think about it, yeah I did." "Would you like to try some? It is safe for grown people too!" she said playfully. "Uhmmm, well I guess so," I said somewhat hesitantly. Not quite what I had in mind but this seemed o.k. "I'll go get a glass." As I moved to get up she stopped me by placing a hand on my chest, and softly pushing me back down onto the couch. "No need," she said with a smile looking me in the eyes. "It is best if you try it from the source." "Jackie...I'm not sure that's a great idea...I mean I know we're not related but you are my step mom...married to my dad." "Oh its fine," she said reassuringly. "One little suck isn't going to hurt anyone and no one will ever know but us." With that she pushed both straps of her top down her arms and her top down, over and off of her breasts. Exposing them to me. Her large pale skinned, luscious looking breasts were gorgeous. Her aureoles were really dark pink, big and swollen with her nipples hard and pushing straight out. Her breasts hung down a bit and she pushed them out a by pushing her chest forward as she looked at me. "Wow they're gorgeous," I whispered softly under my breath, realizing a moment later she probably heard me. "Thanks Max," she replied with a smile looking at me and gently cupping her breasts at the bottom of them. "Take your pick as to which one you want your sample from. Just be careful, they're even extra sensitive right now." I smiled back at her, looking her in her blue eyes before slowly lowering my head. I moved my mouth toward the one closest to me, her left one. As my mouth neared her nipple I slowly stuck out my tongue and gently flicked the tip of her nipple. She drew in a short quick gasp as I did and I knew, even if it was wrong, that she probably wouldn't mind if I had more than one quick suck. As my mouth reached her nipple, I grasped it with my lips. Gently flicking it with my tongue inside my mouth, I began to softly suck on her hard nipple. Feeling milk seep out of her nipple and into my mouth I sucked a little bit harder as then her milk squirted into my mouth. It did taste somewhat sweet with a hint of saltiness. It wasn't too bad as I swallowed it and sucked harder, getting more of her milk into my mouth. After that larger suck I removed my mouth and ran my tongue from her nipple all the way across her other breast to her other nipple. Grasping that one in my lips just as I had the other, I began sucking on it taking her milk into my mouth. Moving my hand up I very gently pinched her other nipple as I sucked. "Ohhh," Jackie sucked in a sharp gasp. "Oh Max, I haven't been touched like this in months. This isn't right, but don't stop now." Hearing her say that only made me suck harder, taking more of her sweet warm milk into my mouth. After I had a little more of her milk, I removed my lips from her nipple and looked up at her smiling. She returned the smile and looked at me with her blues eyes which said that she clearly wanted more. Moving my head up to be level with hers, I took a chance and leaned in and kissed her gently on her soft lips. She didn't back away, instead she kissed me back, gently at first but soon we were kissing passionately. She had wrapped her arms around me, pressing her breasts into my chest. I had one arm around her while my other hand was pinching one of her hard nipples. In the middle of our embrace, she abruptly stopped and pulled away. Looking back at me she said suddenly, "We can't. This is wrong, what are we thinking? But especially not right here and now, he's only taking a nap. He could wake at any time." "Yeah..." I sighed softly as I leaned in and gave her a quick kiss. "I guess you're right." "No more of that either, except this last one," she said with a sly smile as she gave me a hard deep kiss before pulling away. Jackie then cupped her breasts in her hands, gently kneading them outward squirting her milk out of her nipples at me, particularly my face. I smiled at her as she did it a few times before putting her top correctly back on. "I'm so glad you liked that," she said gently wiping the milk off my face. "I don't know if we can ever continue this as it is wrong, but deep inside me I definitely want to." "I know," I smiled back at her. "Good, I am glad we understand each other," she replied. "I'm going to go get a late dinner ready for the three of us." With that she got up off the couch and left the living room. I couldn't believe what had just happened. Was this not some sort of dream? No I guess it wasn't. I really had just sucked milk out of my step-mothers nipples and we had both enjoyed it immensely. The rest of the evening went by and we had our dinner, and talked about random things before saying our goodnights and heading to bed. Getting up to my room at my dads, was all the way up on the third story of the house. It was somewhat of a loft as it was the only thing up here the staircase came directly into the room after opening the door. But you didn't have to go up a ladder so it wasn't so much of a loft. Getting into bed I decided to sleep naked like I normally do only at home. It was warm enough and this was kind of like home to me so I figured it would be alright. After a little while of dozing, I fell right asleep. I wasn't sure if I was going to hear the baby during the night as they were all the way down on the first floor. But sure enough I was able to as at about 2 am when she started crying. After about 30 minutes it seemed to be perfectly quiet again with no outbursts at all. About 15 minutes after that I heard the door to my room creak open and then close again. Looking up from my bed still in a groggy sleep, I saw Jackie standing near the door watching me. She was wearing what looks to be a silk nightgown in a light peach shade color that goes down to her mid thigh. Her nipples were hard again and pushing against the fabric. I smiled at her as she looked at me. "I know I said we probably couldn't do any of this again," she said quietly. "But my body and mind are just begging to be touched again. I haven't been touched like you did earlier in a long time. "Your dad once I got close to term with Lindsey stopped wanting to be with me in this sort of way for the most part. And now after she's been born, its been even worse. I need and want your attention Max." "I don't know how someone could pass up someone as gorgeous and sexy as you," I replied with a smile. Smiling back at me as I said that, she walked over to the edge of my bed pulled back the covers and got in next to me. She placed her self close to me and facing me before she leaned in and kissed me long and hard. Then she ran her hand down the side of my body from my shoulder down to my thigh. "Sleeping naked huh?" she whispered at me with a mischievous smile. "I like that. I'm only wearing this nightgown, and I'm sure we could change that fast." "Oh?" I commented giving her soft kiss with a smile. "Well then why don't we right now?" Smiling at me, Jackie sat up in bed and pulled her nightgown off, over her head, exposing her wonderful breasts to me again as well as her pussy. Looking down I could tell she had some hair down there before she wiggled back under the covers and pushed closer to me. "Sorry about the hair down there," she said looking down her body. "I have let it grow for numerous months lately without doing much to it." "Sorry?" I replied with a bit of shock that she was apologizing. "You're gorgeous how you are. I love it." "Really?" She commented excitedly with a smile and a warm kiss. "I'll keep it then. Just for you. Our secret." Gently running my hand down her soft skin on the outside of her thigh I slowly moved inside and then upward. She instinctively moved her legs apart as I reached her pussy, which was hairy, wet and warm. "Mmmmm," Jackie moaned quietly as my hands ran across the slit of her pussy lips. "I need this so bad." "And I want this so bad." "Good," she said, trying to push her pussy down more onto my hand. "You can have all of me that you want." I gently slipped two fingers into her wet throbbing pussy and began pushing them in and out of her, curling them inside as she moaned quietly in pleasure. Taking my fingers out, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her against my body, pressing my hard thick cock into her mound of pussy hair as I kissed her deeply and passionately. She broke away a little bit and grasped my hard cock in her hand, starting to stroke it up and down with her elegant fingers from its base to its head. "Ohhh Jackie," I moaned as she increased her speed that she was stroking my hard cock. "That feels soo good. Oh god...amazing, don't stop." As she continued to stroke my cock, I took one of her breasts in my mouth. Wrapping my lips around one of her hard nipples I began to suck on it letting her milk squirt into my mouth. I continued to suck on it, letting more and more of her sweet milk into my mouth. She stopped stroking me as intensely as she was groaning in pleasure from my sucking and pinching of her other nipple. "Oh god Max, yes...take all the milk you want from me," she moaned in pleasure. Smiling up at her after she said that, I moved to her other breast licking her big sensitive dark pink swollen aureole before grasping her nipple with my lips. Sucking in I took more large squirts of her milk into my mouth, savoring its sweet taste. Jackie had moved her hand back to my hard cock and was slowly stroking it up and down, playing with the head of it and any pre-cum with her thumb. "Mmmm, oh yes," I groaned lightly as I took my mouth off of her nipple. "Oh do you like that Max?" Jackie asked playfully. "Glad you do because I can't go any longer without your big hard thick cock inside me. I'm throbbing for it more than I knew I ever could." With that she threw back the covers on the bed and straddled me. Kneeling over me she pressed my cock down on my stomach with her hairy pussy and grinded gently on it. Smiling down at me she began to knead her breasts outward, squirting milk out of them toward my chest and face. "Do you like that? Oh you naughty boy," she said with a mischievous smile as her milk squirted out of her hard nipples over me. "I'm a mommy now. Do you want to fuck a new mommy's pussy? You better because I want your hard cock so bad Max." I nodded as she moved her hips up, placing the tip of my cock on the slit of her hairy pussy. She gently moved my tip of my cock along her lips, feeling her pussy hair before pushing her hips down, sliding the head of my cock inside her. "Oh!" Jackie gasped as it entered her and she continued pushing down, taking me all inside. "Oh yes...yes Max. Fill me up, mommy wants all your cock!" I pushed up as she slid down my hard thick cock, pushing my entirety into my step-mom's wet hairy pussy. She was pretty loose which was understandable but she felt so good. Her wet pussy was swishing around my cock as she began to go up and down on me. Jackie was bouncing up and down on me, lifting her hips all the way up so just the head of my cock was inside her before pushing herself right back down to the base of my cock. Her big swollen pale breasts were jiggling frantically up and down as she rode me. I reached up and began massaging her breasts as she bounced, making her spray her milk. She bent down so I could take her nipple in my mouth as she continued to push herself up and down on my hard cock. I began sucking on her nipple, enjoying the flow of her milk into my mouth. "Oh god, yes," Jackie moaned as I sucked on her nipple taking her milk. "Suck out mommy's milk while you fuck me...ohhhh, god yes." My cock was pumping in and out of her wet loose pussy and I continued to suck out her milk from her nipples. I then slid my hands down the sides of her body to her waist as Jackie sat upright on top of me again, bouncing up and down on my hard cock. I could feel her pussy walls loosely grasping at my cock as I pushed into her. She was moaning with her head back and black hair flowing down her back. Her juices were leaking out of her pussy and down my cock to my balls, making a spot on the bed. I could feel my cock beginning to thicken inside of her as well as my balls beginning to contract as she continued to ride me. Jackie could feel it too as she went up and down even fast and harder. "Oh you're going to cum soon aren't you?" Jackie said breathing heavily looking down at me with a smile. "You better cum deep inside of me. Mommy needs to be full of cum." We were both moaning as my cock continued to thicken inside her as I went hard and fast in and out her wet hairy pussy. I began to feel her pussy contract in pleasure and I just couldn't take it anymore. Thrusting myself up deep inside of her, Jackie slammed down on my cock and sat there grinding into me as I began to spasm inside of her. My cock was erupting inside of her, spraying my warm sticky cum deep into my step-mom's pussy. Jackie continued to grind on me causing her hanging breasts to sway back and forth as my cock still pushed my cum out and deep inside her. Milking My Step-Mom "Oh god...Oh yes..." Jackie breathed out sharply as she felt my cum shoot into her. "God that feels good, oh I needed this so bad. Oh Max, you've made a new mommy feel so so good!" Looking up at her smiling, I reached up cupping her breasts and gently pinched her swollen nipples before massaging her breasts. Softly kneading them her nipples began to spray out more milk onto my chest. Jackie then replaced her hands with mine as she lifted her hips up, removing my wet cock from her wet pussy. Laying down beside me, Jackie massaged her breasts aiming her spraying milk at my chest and face. Licking my lips I took as much of her sweet milk as I could smiling. "So love that you like this," Jackie said giggling at me with her milk on my face. "I need this from you more than just this once." "So I take it, mommy...is doing alright?" I said with a smile, emphasizing mommy. She gave me a huge smile as I said that, leaning in and giving me a big warm kiss. She then pushed her hips toward me as we were lying on our sides, pressing her mound of pubic hair against my semi-limp wet cock. I pushed my hips forward rubbing against her hair as I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her passionately. "Yes, oh yes," Jackie whispered breaking our embrace. "Only thing mommy would want now, is more of your cum in mommy's already cum filled pussy," she added with a warm smile. Giving her a mischievous smile, I rolled her onto her back and got on top of her. Her legs spread apart instinctively as I climbed on top of her. My cock was now hard again; I teased her with it, gently rubbing the tip of it on her hairy pussy lips. "Oh god, no teasing, just fill me up with your young hard cock," Jackie breathed as she heaved her hips upwards. Pushing my hips down, I slid my hard cock into her sopping wet loose pussy easily. Starting to move my hips up and down, I was pushing my hard thick cock as deep into her as I could go. Her walls of her pussy were grasping at my cock, hugging it as tight as they could. Our juices had mixed together and were seeping out of her now, trickling out of her pussy down over her ass and to the bed, making a bit of a little puddle. Thrusting my hard thick cock into here sopping wet hairy pussy, she was matching my motions by thrusting her hips up. God she felt so good wrapping around my cock. I wish I could do this all day long but I knew that wasn't going to happen plus I wasn't going to be able to last that long this time. Continuing to push my hard cock into her, I cupped one of her breasts in my hand and brought my head down toward it. Running my tongue around the dark swollen aureole I then grasped her hard nipple and sucked. Her milk squirted out, filling my mouth with her sweetness. "Mmmmm!... Oh god yes," Jackie moaned bucking her hips up hard. "Take mommy's milk in your mouth....oh yes, like that...and her pussy, oh yes...push your hard cock deep into mommy's pussy." I couldn't take it much longer, my hard cock was thickening inside her as my balls were beginning to contract while I took one more suck from her nipple, tasting her sweet milk in my mouth over my tongue. She could tell I wasn't going to last much longer as she pushed her hips up hard and wrapped her legs around my ass pulling me in. Pressing my cock into her wet hairy loose pussy as deep as it could go, I began to let go. My cock started to convulse inside her tightening pussy walls, spraying my warm sticky cum deep into her pussy. Bucking her hips into me, Jackie moaned as my cock pushed out more of my cum into her warm pussy. As we subsided, we collapsed in each other's arms laying on our sides. Jackie was pressing her big soft luscious breasts against my chest as she smiled at me. "Oh Max," she said softly. "You've no idea how happy you've made me." "No?" I replied with a smile. "You filled a new mommy's pussy with so much cum, I hadn't had any for so long and now all this...oh god it feels so good," she whispered with a big smile as she wiggled her hips against me. Jackie then reached her hand between her legs, plunging two of her fingers deep into her pussy coating them in the mixture of our juices. Pulling them out she brought them up to her mouth and slowly sucked the juices off of them, savoring the taste. Smiling back at me with her gorgeous blue eyes after she sucked off the last of our juices on her two fingers, I pushed my naked body against hers as I slowly drifted off to sleep.