Milky Mommy Seduces Son

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"Drink from mommy, baby. It's time you had your protein."

Dan looked over at his mother sitting at the other end of the couch. He had always thought of her as the most beautiful woman in the world. As evening settled outside their comfortable home on a Friday night, he was more than happy to spend the weekend with her instead of hanging out with the other seniors at high school.

Dan had turned 18 two weeks ago and since then he'd noticed his mother's needs increasing rapidly. Since his childhood, his mother had insisted on continuing to nurse him in secrecy. It was their most special secret. Mommy had explained it was part of what kept their connection so special, and it was always Dan's favorite part of the day.

There was no place he felt safer or more cared for then warmly nestled into his mother's plush, inviting bosom while she stroked his hair and spoke gentle praises to him.

With no father in the picture, Dan had had her to himself every night after their regular social life (school, work, etc.) were done for the day.

On special occasions, his mother would even let him sleep in her bed, feasting on her ripe and productive breasts as often as he liked until the morning light came.

A smile spread eagerly across his face and he moved closer. He stretched out his strong arms, broad shoulders and muscular legs for a moment, then began curling up in the familiar position- bringing his feet up on the far end of the couch and resting his head on a soft pillow she placed on her lap.

Tall and slender, she had kept a youthful physique by staying active at the gym. 'And the calories burned from breast feeding a growing man didn't hurt either' she had often joked in private with him. Hearing her giggle like that always made his heart beat a little faster. Words couldn't describe how deeply and profoundly he cherished her.

Dan loved so many things about his incredible, beautiful mother: the way she looked out for him, anticipated his needs and always cheered him on. But it was undeniable to him that breastfeeding was his absolute favorite experience that they shared.

Knowing every drop of milk she produced had been created next to her warm, loving heart just for him filled him with a gentle euphoria, setting his heart beat to the same rhythm as hers and attuning them on the deepest level. Then came the feeling of his eager lips meeting the stiffened, eager nipple so willing proffered to his waiting face. Tasting his mother's most sensitive, intimate skin, hearing the sounds she made as his gentle, suckling mouth began to lull her into the rhythm of their sacred breastfeed ritual, and finally the divinely delectable flavor of her rich, sweet cream coating his young and filling his waiting, suckling mouth.

It felt so intimate, so deeply sacred. He never felt more bonded to her than when he was lovingly suckling on her huge, bountiful, naked breasts. The way her tender nipples responded to every stroke of his tongue and tug of his lips, the gentle perfume of welcoming, relaxing pheromones that always seemed to enshroud her like a halo.

And most especially, he loved gazing up trustingly into her warm eyes, seeing the truest love returned right back into his gaze. The way the light would shine gently behind her head made her almost look like an angel.

He felt so profoundly relaxed when he was nursing on his mother, his deepest biological instincts had been satisfied by her since birth. No matter what else might happen in life, everything felt right again when she unbuttoned her blouse, slid her breasts out of the cups of her sexy lace bras or through the secret flaps in her erotic nursing bras just for him and welcomed him into her comforting arms.

Now that he was legally an adult he felt the daily ritual had taken on a deeper meaning he hadn't known was possible. After his eighteenth birthday, his mother had started offering him her breasts more frequently, they became even more engorged and juicy every few hours now with the increased suckling- regularly swollen with warm, sweet-tasting mother's milk created especially for him that he was all too eager to relieve her of.

He couldn't deny the pride he felt while observing the relief and satisfaction that spread across her face as he gradually drew mouthful after mouthful of sacred breastmilk out of her glorious globes, easing the ache of having such overly filled mammaries, but recently it had taken on a new and unexpectedly erotic twist.

He couldn't deny that since his birthday, the naked intimacy had started to elicit an sexual response from him. He found himself waking up drenched in his own over-eager cum from wet dreams in which he had been surrounded by a hundred of his mother's massive mammaries as they gushed their precious milk across and around his naked body, dousing his erect penis.

In other dreams, different sized versions of her breasts enveloped his body- a large, soft, pillowy jiggling waterbed of a breast supported his body and head, while a row of her breasts hung suspended above his head, full to dripping with milk waiting to be suckled dry. Further along his body, warm versions of her breasts gently massaged into his naked skin, relieving tension at different points along his body. And most electrically of all, a particularly squishy pair of her real-life-sized tits clamped tightly around his naked erection, oozing warm milk as lube and sliding provocatively up and down his turgid shaft and providing expert pressure as he nursed until he watched his own cock erupt seemingly endless ribbons across her generous cleavage. His streams of white cum intermingling with rivulets of her generous breast milk and giving him the sexual encouragement to drain every last ounce of his hyper-productive teenaged testicles and pump out every drop of lovingly-crafted semen to impress his mother.

These carnal dreams had become an obsession, memories of them wistfully distracting him through the daylight hours, making his mouth feel dry and his cock feel hard in a way that was only alleviated when he could be with his mother again.

His nocturnal emissions caused him some embarrassment upon waking in the morning (especially if it was a night his mother had let him stay nude in her spacious, comfortable bed, allowing him to breastfeed at will) but he couldn't deny the excitement he felt at the prospect of diving into another impossibly sexual dream prominently featuring his own mother's naked body.

He'd wake up with the taste of her milk on his lips and the image of her breasts on his raging erection from the dream, and find himself in the midst of spurting massive loads of jizz into the sheets, still involuntarily pumping his hips into the air and grunting in a kind of pained enthusiasm as he slowly regained consciousness and realized what was happening. Although he never wanted to disturb his mother in her peaceful sleep, he couldn't ignore how profoundly he felt he needed that release, like his body demanded ejaculation in response to such entanglement with the growing sexual tension he was developing while breastfeeding from his own mother.

He didn't know how to broach this topic with her and loved her so much, he didn't want to upset or insult her. If he was being honest, he also wouldn't dare risk anything getting in the way of their sacred ritual, so he left it unmentioned. He was t sure if she might try to back off from the increased feedings if she understood the context of his near constant sexual preoccupation lately.

Despite his best efforts, though, it was getting harder to disguise his bodily reactions during their intimate breastfeeding from his observant mother. Tonight he was in a loose fitting pair of basketball shorts, hoping the loose fabric wild hide what he was secretly proud had grown to be an 8 inch erection. He was ensured with how large and veiny he had grown, but didn't want to be off putting or crass near his classy, elegant mother. She deserved the best, and he would strive to deliver that for her out of the sheer depth of love they shared, just as she so patiently cared for and nursed him each day.

As he settled down into the familiar position on her lap, gazing up at the pendulous breast as she started unbuttoning her top, he couldn't help the wanton grin spreading across his face. He already felt a stirring in his loins, so he absently attempted to pull a throw blanket from the couch across part of his lap. He was barely paying attention to anything other than his glowing goddess of a mother, and it was his last attempt at modesty before he became completely lost in the throes of their most special, shared experience.

His mother gazed down lovingly as she said the familiar invitation, "Is my baby boy hungry?"

He nodded his head eagerly against the soft pillow in her lap as he gazed trustingly up at her, just as he had since he was a little boy.

"My sweet little boy loves mommy's warm milk, doesn't he?"

"Yes mama, you know you make the sweetest, creamiest milk of all! I love you so much mommy. Thank you, thank you!"

"I love you too, angel. I've been making so much of it lately, I'm glad you can keep up, honey." Something in the way her tone had a different edge caught his attention.

"I know mom, it's like you've been on overdrive. I've really been loving it though!" He hurried to add. "I mean I really, really love it! Like, I hope it stays like this forever."

Her grin widened appreciatively, undoing the final button on her silk blouse. "You like all the extra milk mommy's making, baby?" Her shirt was open now, her bra and beautiful torso fully exposed. The half moons of her large breasts above the bra gentle rise and fell with each breath, and he could feel the welcoming warmth radiating from her soft skin.

The nursing bra had always been particularly erotic to him- both bountiful breasts contained behind a secret panel secured with a clever clasp. One had only to unlock the 'trap door' to expose the most precious orbs imaginable.

He licked his lips as he noticed wet patches where the faint bumps of her nipples protruded through the soft, padded fabric. His dick instantly gained more strength. He could already tell it would be a loosing battle, trying to keep his brain from shunting even a single drop into his boner. He could already feel the river of circulation draining from his limbs and emptying into his growing penis as it stood up eagerly in hopes of finally conquering every illicit sexual desire he had for his mother.

The erections would have to become a part of the experience he realized fatalistically- there was just no way he could deny the incredible effect she excited instinctively from his young, horny body. He was only human after all, and only eighteen at that! Hoping it wouldn't be too off putting for his mother, he tried to adjust and raise his knees to hide the growing tent. He was eager to keep his hands free though for the nursing ritual.

He quickly forgot about his sizable erection at his mother's next words.

"Why don't you do it tonight, son? Help yourself to your milky dessert. Touch mommy, baby, expose my breasts for me."

The dirty words screamed another burst of blood out of his bodily circulation and straight to his cock. Even his balls felt like they were expanding, hurriedly creating as many tiny soldiers as possible for him to spurt out as soon as he was able. His pulse quickened along every penile vein as he splayed his finger and reached up his arms, trying not to look to eager at her invitation.

Faintly, he wondered if there was some way he could jerk himself off subtly enough for her not to notice while he nursed from her. He anticipated it wasn't possible but it seemed like such an alluring prospect.

"Are you sure mana?" He asked, hardly believing his ears. He loved when she let him do it, like she was sharing her secret, divine power with him. It was a rare, precious gift of autonomy with his wildest desires.

"Yes baby, mommy wants to watch you, I know it brings you pleasure. Plus, it makes mommies feel very good when someone else touches their breasts. Especially when a grown man touches a lady's engorged, dripping breasts."

Her eyes twinkled at him in that new way as she huskily whispered these words to him.

"And especially my breasts with how sensitive they are. Go on baby, touch mommy's chest. Make mommy's breasts naked for your sweet, tender mouth."

Swallowing hard, he reached his hands up slowly, reverently. He undid one clasp, then the other. The milk-laden weight caused the warm breast flesh to ooze freely out of the confines of her elegant bra and sink them closer to his face.

Finally revealed, he gazed in that familiar but nonetheless powerful awe as the creamy white flesh was exposed until that succulent, pink little raspberry of a nipple extended out from her life-giving tits. The unveiling did something powerful to him every time.

His finger delicately contacted the smooth, warm skin, enlivening first one exposed breast, then the other. He traced the hypnotizing, concentric rings of her rose gold areolae, effervescently stimulating the engorged, delicious looking nipples. His heart thumped a compelling staccato as he visualized those first tantalizing droplets form and dangle enticingly right from their very tips, drawing his parted lips closer as if attached by an invisible string.

He watched, engrossed in the vicarious joy she expressed as she closed her eyes, sighing with pleasure and sinking deeply into the sensation oh her son's loving mouth making that longed-for first contact with the most sensitive parts of her body.

Dan couldn't believe how fortunate he was to get to experience this kind of indescribably deep, loving connection they shared. There was no other experience like it on earth.

"That's it baby, very good," she sighed rapturously, a clear sense of relief already beginning to take shape in her voice and face was enhanced by a sexy burst of new pheromones in the air. "Now touch mommy's nipples, baby. Rub them, tease them, tug them. Ooohhhh yeah baby, just like that, keep doing that...."

She had never instructed him to play with and stimulate her so much before. He was all to happy to oblige- her sweet, red berry-like nipples were already his favorite toys in the whole wide world.

Every night he watched in fascination as they grew stiffer in their eagerness to feed him. He reveled in how intimately they responded to his every touch, tug and lick, as if his fingers were magic wands and her sensitive breasts we're all-too-willing magician's subjects.

Tonight, he enjoyed indulging in pleasing and teasing them in a slow and intentionally sensual rhythm. He became aware of her hips shifting under his head and the pillow, subtly at first so that he wasn't entirely sure if he was correct, but becoming more pronounced with time.

He wondered if she even realized she was doing it, since her head was tilted back and her eyes were closed, evidently savoring the sensations. He continued his titillating his mother's naked torso as he drew mouthfuls of delicious milk out of each tit and deeply into his mouth.

His erection was on fire, and he imagined every drop of milky protein he was eagerly feasting on fueling the stiffness in his cock and the growing fullness in his balls.

"Oh yes, baby, just like that! So good with your fingers, baby, your making mommy feel incredible! That young is incredible, Danny, keep suckling mama like that honey!"

Gently, he reluctantly broke his latch just long enough to praise her. His fingers continued the job in his absence

"Mama you look so beautiful, especially when you're feeding me like this. And I really love getting to feel your body and be so close to you, it's amazing!" He traced his fingers across every warm, supple curve, weighing each breast in his hands, thumbing the nipples, fitting his entire palm into her cleavage. "Thank you" he whispered reverently.

He took the chance while her eyes were closed to adjust his cock that was now straining impossibly hard that it radiated its own heart beat. Fuck, he was already dying to cum! And with all the milk she had produced for him he knew he was in for a nice, long suckle.

As much as a prolonged nursing tantalized him, his need for release was becoming dire. Usually that was his absolute favorite, but he didn't know how long his boner could last. He hadn't actually exploded in her lap while nursing on her on the couch before- the bed was one thing, where he was unconscious, but things felt like they were very much coming to a head tonight.

Lovingly, he licked his lips and angels his head slightly, aligning her right breast for the next suckling assault. His free hand snaked down under his shorts, making that first, needed contact upon his agonizingly abandoned erection. The relief at finally getting a moment of desired pressure only served to further engorge himself. He was certain he was straining beyond the largest maximum cock capacity he'd ever experienced before.

In awe of the loving tenderness from his mother, the bountiful breasts feeding his face and improbability of his expanding erection, he was awash in a torrent of hormones and emotions. He gripped his member tighter, unable to resist the urge to stroke.

His lips landed back on the gentle puff of her impossibly soft, golden areola. It was a perfect landing pad for his eager, wet mouth, and his tongue curled so naturally around the nipple it felt as easy and as natural as a baby curling his entire, tiny hand around his mother's soft finger.

He didn't have to think, didn't even need to look except he so relished the view, vowing to himself to always kept his eyes open while nursing. Sometimes his robust nocturnal emissions were simply but powerfully dreams that were just memories of special moments like this.

Squeezing his strong fingers almost greedily into the smooth, creamy white breast-flesh he stimulated her succulent nipple with his mouth and the deeper internal milking let-down system with his adept hands, a more powerful, masculine version of a baby gently pushing against their mama's tits as the sucked.

His tongue lathed gently, thrilling him as he felt it stiffen even further against the millions of nerve endings in his mouth. Their bodies had a perfect, intrinsic call-and-respond mechanism for each other built into their DNA.

He could feel the love emanating out of her beating heart as she sighed and cooed contentedly, feeling him stroke and fondle her exposed, sensitive breasts as she gently stroked her fingers through his hair and her voice rang out sing-song encouragements to him. She made it clear she wanted him to have his way, completely unfettered, with her chest.

As he squeezed both milking hands around the humongous breast on which he suckled, his tongue was gratified by those flavorful streams of rich cream. No longer just the taste of his favorite nourishment, they had come to represent the pinnacle of his sexual desire too. He felt a little lost not stroking his cock, but his need to clit h her bared breast overtook him for a few moments.

The animalistic part of his brain overrode the logical part and shifted a free hand back down to stroke his aching cock again, trying to find a pattern between the two movements. He felt it straining as powerful as a mighty tugboat pulling a massive cruise ship out to open sea. It felt as strong and strained and capable as Thor's hammer!

Even for him he was amazed at how carnally he was responding. He wondered if the increase in milk production might be a cause- his mother's constant sweet cream was literally feeding his endless erections and constant cascade of erotic hormones.

In his mind's eye he imagined the steady stream of milk now flowing across his tongue and getting lovingly swallowed into his stomach bypassing the rest of his body and floating straight into his strangulated cock. He imagined it filled up and powerfully fueled by mama's precious titty juice, almost as if she wanted to make him hard for her, like she was trying to make his cock grow huge and hard with each miking so he could spew more and more cum for her.

This thought took root rapidly in his mind as he alternated between fingerling his naked mother and sneaking quick strokes along his rigid cock.

He gulped an especially large swallow down, shocked by his own obscenely erotic thoughts. Her body's glorious torrent of milk flowing into his mouth might have been a lot for an immature baby, but he had perfected his system of breathing through his nose gently pressed against her breast flesh where it almost but not-quite covered his respiration. The smooth flow of milk-scented air that flowed along the curve of her nursing breast from her son was a gentle, welcoming part of the ritual for them.

He breathed her intoxicating aroma in as the suction in his mouth pulled the precious milk from her productive ducts, then he stopped breathing for a second to swallow, his milk-covered tongue delighting in the chance to flick back up against the taught nipple and hold back the flow for a second.

In as subtle a manner as possible, he jerked his poor, aching, milk-fed erection more sternly, responding to the heightening need. He looked over at his chest when he felt something and realized her other breast was leaking onto his naked chest, as if he could respond to it fast enough as he suckled the first one. Damn, her production had indeed increased impressively!

He hadn't realized his mother had just opened her eyes again but her soft hand came to his skin, rubbing the spilling breast milk into his shirtless chest. He watched in amazement while continuing his diligent nursing as she playfully tweaked his nipples with the pale fluid. She was arousing his senses in ways he hadn't been aware were possible.

"There now, baby, it looks like mommy's other breast was feeling a bit neglected." He hurried over to suckle there, attempting to fit both breasts simultaneously in his eager mouth, but froze as he saw her reaching for the blanket he still had one hand under.

He couldn't read her expression from that angle around the breast curvature, so he just watched helplessly as she pulled the blanket back. Agonizingly slowly, she traced her elegantly polished fingers down his jerking arm, along his exposed abdomen, across his suddenly-tensed 6 pack to where that little trail of masculine hair disappeared inside his silky blue gym shorts.

He held his breath, feeling insanely horny and so worried about how she would react that he couldn't budge. The vaulted tent within was glaringly obvious. He held his breath, in shock, full of fear and an almost impossible, burgeoning sense of hope...

She slowly peeled back his shorts and boxers to reveal his hand where it sat frozen, mid-stroke on his heated, veiny erection.

You could have heard a pin drop as her elegantly manicured fingers delicately traced the pulsing veins as they throbbed. She teased those fingers up the head, tracing the faint scarring from his circumcision so long ago, then gently dabbed them in the little pool of clear goo already oozing out of the slit in the stiff helmet.

"Show me what you were doing, sweetheart. Don't stop now or be scared baby, show mommy how you were touching yourself."

He gazed, startled, up into her face while her nipple still funneled into his mouth. He was absolutely still, unsure if he could have possibly heard her correctly or if any of this was really happening.

"My sweet little Danny Boy, you don't have to be worried. I'm telling you to continue what feels natural. It's natural to want to touch me and suck on mama's breasts right? It's natural to want to touch my smooth skin and taste my yummy milk. It's only natural that we tend to this development in your shorts as well."

Disbelieving, he slowly ascended his closed fist back up his turgid staff until he bumped into his mother's fingers as they lingered there intentionally, dabbling in his oozing precum and openly, willingly touching her son's erect penis.

"After all, son, it's natural for boys to want to nurse on their mommies, and you can't even help when your strong little dick starts to feel excited, can you?"

Gazing deeply, trustingly into her eyes, he gulped as involuntarily continued drinking in her lovely milk, and felt her hand close over his, guiding him to masturbate his own stiff cock right in front of her. The golden glow of light around her hair shown in hazy glory as her warm smile gently reassured him, and the fear and disbelief began to alleviate. Rapidly, it was being replaced with a bubbling well of excitement low in his gut.

His lips began grinning wider as he continued his automatic suckling and focused his active attention entirely on what his mother was doing to his cock.

"That's it baby, let's touch it together. Does it feel good for mommy to rub you this way? Is that strong little dick getting even bigger in mommy's hands?"

He nodded enthusiastically, inadvertently jiggling his mother's huge breast in his mouth causing her to giggle charmingly. All of this made his heart beat with the intensity of a stampeding elephant.

His mother pressed her lactating breast farther into his face as she squeezed her fist tighter around his cock.

"Want mommy to show you something special?"

As if he could possibly dream of saying no in this moment. He nodded, waggling her succulent breast a couple more delightful quakes across his grinning cheeks.

As if in a trance, he gazed in awe as she took her free left breast, lifted it in the direction of her stroking fist, then squeezed a steady stream of milk through the air, dousing his heated erection in the most erotic possible lubricant. He hastily removed his hand and strained his cock in her direction, eager to catch every available drop.

She smiled knowingly, watching waves of how, awe, and sexual understanding wash across his handsome, strong jaw. Once sufficiently drenched, she curled her other hand back into the hair of his head to continue the intimate scalp massage she had been bestowing on him.

"See baby, mother's milk has many important uses. Now feel the difference?" She enthused in a velvety, husky voice while staring deeply back into his eyes and proceeding to grasp his thick cock, working her surprisingly strong grip up and down his turgid length.

The erotic pleasure overcame him, and without thinking he was eagerly pumping his hips up to meet his mother's pulsing rhythm.

"That's it baby, pump this stiff cock hard up into mommy's hands. I'm so impressed how big and stiff your penis has grown to be baby! My little boy has grown into a strong man with a hefty cock!"

The way she drew out the word 'hefty' deliberately filled him with pride. He was suckling her tits empty while his mother masturbated him in her clenched, loving fist.

"That's it baby, that's very good! Look how quickly your humping up into my hand! Does my skin feel good against your stiff cock baby? Dies mommy's soothing milk make your heated erection feel a little better?"

He was nodding emphatically, moaning sexy, tantalizing vibrations into her sensitive nipples which only made her stroke back harder.

She hunched forward, excitedly feeding what was left in her breasts to her baby boy while exploring his erect phallus for the very first time.

Each stroke of her fingers and shimmying droplet of squirted breast milk being longingly massaged into his absorbent, red-hot cock flesh drove him to higher heights of erotic anticipation. He was performing valiantly and with intense dedication in an attempt to impress his mother and not explode too quickly.

"I loooooove feeling my breasts buried in your warm, suckling mouth while I'm stroking your incredible, stiff cock, baby! I'm so amazed at what an incredible man you've grown into, and I can't wait any more to take our special bond to a deeper level of intimacy..." he nodded his head vehemently, loudly, sloppily suckling at her giving breasts as they performed their last, heroic streams of breast milk delivery intermittently across his waiting cock as it was getting jacked and then back into his wet, licking, eagerly suckling mouth.

He was lost in enthusiasm, fucking his entire policies up off the couch cushions in times to his mother's erotic strokes ad he glanced hastily between the deep, tender love in her eyes and the illicit scene of her smooth hand expertly stroking and strangling the life out of her son's eager dick.

"Baby, let mommy make you feel all the way better. I can see how hard your straining honey, just allow yourself to release. I know what you really need baby, and mommy's so excited to watch you cum for the first time. That's it baby, fuck this big cock hard into mommy's hands and show me how hard you can come. That's a good boy, shoot your jizz for me, make me proud! I want to see how high you can spurt, how many bursts you can produce for me son. Just give in and give me everything you've got Danny!"

As the final drench of milk was pulled from her breasts, he allowed himself to succumb to that most sublime oblivion. Every muscle in his back, core and legs straining his massive cock arched up as high into the air as possible, he felt his mother's hand steady at the base of his shaft, saw her eyebrows raise in happy surprise as she palpated the pulsations traveling along his cock.

He felt his heart leap with pride at the amazement blossoming across her face as he began spewing long, thick ropes of dense, white semen high into the air. The scene was like an erotic explosion from Old Faithful- steaming hot shots of powerful fluid bursting forth out of his youthful penis. Except this time hey weren't wasted pumps of wet dream spunk, oozed unconsciously into a bed sheet.

Each glorious, intense eruption outshone the spurt before it as a fountain of semen cascaded back down, erotically dousing his mother's beautiful hand in his own genetic material and sex fluids.

He grunted unabashedly since she had so openly encouraged him. Tension rippled across his muscles as he ejected each load with fervor, gauging his mother's response while bursting internally with pride and a growing sense of supreme sexual prowess.

She watched on, appreciatively, as she subtly stroked her hand down from the base of his shaft to gently encompass his balls. There, she carefully wrapped her hands around the soft flesh and lovingly began squeezing in time with the instinctive, muscular bursts driving h to e semen out through his cock.

Working in tandem with nature, she milked her son's sperm out of him in the most intimate, erotic ejaculation he had ever experienced.

Panting had and continuing to grunt, he lifted his sweating, red face away from her now-empty breasts and watched the sensual show along with her.

She gasped in aroused delight as the final gravity-defying spurt erupted erotically from him. He groaned out a gratified last sound as he came to stillness.

He waited, suspend in that sexual peak as wishing the moment would last forever. He wasn't sure what to say so as with every other step of this learning experience, he waited for guidance from his amazing, sexy, beloved mother. There was hardly a blood cell left in his brain for cogitation anyway.

Raised on his elbows Ashe was to better view the scene, he felt more than saw his mom turn her head to face him. He somewhat sheepishly met her gaze, unsure at first where they stood.

Semen dripped obscenely down his still-erect cock and across his groin and mother's fist.

Without speaking, she brought her face to his, delicately extending her sweet, bubble gum pink tongue to kick a stay drop of milk from his lips before descending her mouth on his.

Opening himself immediately at her prodding tongue, their mouths came together in an unabashedly lustful kiss. Their wet lips danced intensely as he felt her hand stir and shift back up his still-stiff cock.

Feeling her hand warmly embracing his stiffness through the murky, wet ejaculate encouraged him and he began moving and writhing erotically against her mouth while she continued shamelessly molesting her naked, horny son.

They passionately made out as he gave himself over entirely to the will of his mother. He couldn't believe how grown up and sexed up he felt. This was wilder than any fantasy. The breast milk that had squirted across his chest, abdomen and nipples turned him on even more as he felt his mother'a sexualized wetness across his entire naked body.

Her fist stroked his cock even harder, and though it had just started to loosen, she quickly stirred it right back to life, arousing another all-too-willing erection from her eighteen year old son.

Coaxing it back to peak stiffness, she deftly maneuvered him into a seated position then laying again as she stood over him on the couch. He settled back against the pillow, kicking away his forgotten shorts as he watched his mother slowly strip the rest of her clothes off for him in a seductive, teasing dance. Her smooth, tan curves came unhindered into view for the first time and he just stared, appreciatively, making her smile.

His cock was screaming once again as he heard her velvety voice command him to close his eyes.

Without the benefit of seeing, his other senses were on fire.

"Good job listening to mommy, baby. Just feel what comes next baby, and respond however your natural instincts guide you."

He felt her fist close around his phallus again, and couldn't help but pump his hips up in muscle memory, causing her to chuckle charmingly.

"Does this feel good baby?"

"Yes mama, oh my god, it all feels so incredible."

"And you little belly is happy all full of mommy's milk?" She said, splaying her hands possessively across his abdomen, inner thighs, tweaking his nipples, and claiming his cock and balls in her grasp again,

"Holy fuck mom, that's incredible! Yes, your milk was so delicious. I can't believe how amazing this night is turning out!"

Senses keenly attuned, he was gratified to feel the sensation of her sweet, red, smiling lips slowly encroaching down his erection. He couldn't help the loud, gasping groan or divine eroticism that escaped his lips. No one had ever blown him before, and he was certain he was ruined for all other girls the way her warm, wet mouth slid enticingly, achingly slowly down then back up his stiff member. The heat from her mouth mixed with the heat radiating from his engorged mouth and created a tantalizing fire that curled paradoxical chills up his arms and back.

He couldn't fucking believe his brain when he felt her come all the way up, then descend even deeper down on him. Despite his considerable length and girth, he felt the incredibly welcoming clutch of her deep, back throat encompassing his hyper-sensitive cock head.

Breaking his instructions, he couldn't help but open his eyes and prop himself up to watch.

The titillating view of his own veiny cock disappearing in and out of his mother's perfect mouth took him by amazement. As if he could be more in awe of how he felt about her.

Unexpectedly, her eyes opened and she looked up, making shockingly hot direct eye contact as she dribbled more saliva onto his waiting cock and continued fisting it. Her pendulous breasts swayed and jostled against his exposed flesh, and farther back the curve of her voluptuous ass played tricks on his imagination, triggering a new series of fantasies in the back of his preoccupied mind.

"Now now, mommy told you to keep your eyes closed, you're supposed to listen," she chastised jokingly.

She kneeled up, shifting herself around to place one graceful, shaved leg on either side of his eager face. As her delicate, waxed pussy came into view, he couldn't help but gasp in appreciation.

Her pussy straddled his face as he felt her mouth dance wetly across his cock head again.

"Now it's your turn to taste mommy. You've been tasting my creamy milk for years but all this special naked-play has caused mommy to make a different kind of cream for you. You want to play more with naked mommy?" She asked enticingly, looking around her ass back at him.

His eagerness to nod emphatically made her chuckle again, and she waggled her pussy above her son's face as she sank her mouth back down his erection. He could see her breasts brushing across his happy trail of hair leading down to his groin, the nipples getting stiffer as they brushed and swayed against him.

He placed a hand on either side glove of her toned, tan ass and exposed her precious pussy lips as much as possible. A faint, intoxicating, pheromone-rich aroma engulfed him and he was pleasantly surprised at how dripping wet he found her. Had playing with his cock really gotten her so excited?

He eagerly flicked his tongue out to explore her taste, dying to devour the delicacy unveiled before him.

Upon first contact, she nearly flinched, moaning her intense pleasure directly into his cock. The velvety vibrations along his shaft enticed him to stroke his tongue against her again, this time in a longer sweep that exploratory scoped out the succulent nub of her clit. He was rewarded with a deeper moan and an incredibly divine deep-throat mouth hug on his sensitive cock.

The edged each other on this way, lapping, stroking, licking, tickling and moaning against each other's skin, tasting each other'S sex and sharing a deeply intimate bond.

His hips began pumping the fruits of her labors directly into her mouth, her curling her mouth briefly and then her fingers around the sensitive ball sac that was shriveled up like a little brain.

Beseechingly, she coaxed a new round of seminal spurts out of him, this time amazing him as she mumbled, "Mmmmmmm..." into his penis, eagerly tasting and gulping down every drop of all the semen her breast milk had been metabolized into.

As he came into his mother's mouth, he licked her creaming slit with abandon, pumping his hips into her jaw as he slipped a finger in to feel how shockingly tight and dripping wet that yummy little snatch actually was.

"Holy fuck you're tight, mom! Oh my god I'm going to cum again, FUCK!!! I'M CUMMING IN YOUR MOUTH!!! MOMMY!!!"

He spurted load after load as deeply into the back of her throat as possible, transfixed by the sensation of her rhythmically swallowing all of his cum deep into her belly.

Meanwhile, he inserted a second finger into her pussy as he sucked down on her clit like it was a lactating nipple and she screamed into his spewing cock. A semen-filled burst of eroticism flowed out of her body and movements as she convulsed on her son's fingers where the positioned inside her.

In his mind, he imagined ramming her this way with his cock, feeling her writhe in passion beneath him, breasts swaying and their moans mingling as he leans down to kiss her and they both cum.

He wanted that so desperately, more than he'd ever desired any other experience in his life.

He shot his load deep down his mother's mouth while gratefully whispering the first ever orgasm from her at very close range. The provocative sight encouraged him to spew more bursts than he thought he had left in the tank.

They jumped and pumped ruthlessly against each other, indulging in their shared orgasm together.

Gradually, they both recovered, and as they stilled, he turned her around and nestled her in protectively against his broad chest, arms clasped in absolute love around her.

"I had no idea it could feel like that," he whispered reverently into her sex-tousled hair.

She snuggled naked against him, settling into the deepest throes of love, comfort and trust. "I can't remember the last time I came down hard. I'm so, so proud of you baby, and so excited to explore this with you!"

"Me too, Mom. This will be even sexier than our breastfeeding secret. You're such an absolute fox, but I also really love how gently you took care of me. I feel like my eyes are open to a whole new world now!!!"

"I know baby," she yawned, falling quieter, "but now it's time to sleep. Sweet dreams honey." She gave him a final, succulent kiss on his open mouth and drifted off in his arms.

He thought he would be too excited with fantasies of what the future might hold to sleep, but he found exhaustion overtop him quickly.

- - -

Deep in his dream, he was lost in the familiar rhythm of breast feeding on his mother. His lips pursed and landed on a beautiful nipple, his tongue tickling it to a sexy stiffness in his mouth. His hands mauled at the alluring, soft tit-flesh he feasted on while a steady stream of that delicious sweet cream began flowing across his tastebuds.

His dream self smiled, lazily suckling with eyes closed in his favorite position as he became aware of how stiff his cock had grown again. Slowly opening his eyes to start stroking himself, he was momentarily surprised to see his mothers smiling face as she hovered above him, feeding his sleep-nursing lips hers breasts intermittently.

"That's it baby, drink up. Keep nursing honey, while mommy does something extra special!"

The surprise abated as the events of last night all came shuffling back into his mind. Immediately he was seized with sexual desire for his mother and started inadvertently pumping his hips towards the ceiling, thrusting his heated erection into the air like a triumphant trophy over and over as he jiggled his mother phenomenal breast in his suckling mouth.

He was desperate to feel her hand stroking him again, and gazed up beseechingly into her eyes around the curves or her milk-producing breasts. He grabbed pleading vibrations into her sensitive little buds and she smiled adoringly down at him.

"My baby boy loved what happened last night so much, he's ready for more, isn't he?"

Over where nodding ensued, quaking the wall of breast in his face as he eagerly sucked down his morning milk feeding.

"Oohhhh and look how stiff your special little dick got for mommy! Wow, honey, is it getting even stiffer while I stroke it? What a big, stiff cock you've built up for your sexy, naked mommy..."

He was nodding so emphatically, pleading likes listening to puppy with his eyes and humping up at her teasing words as she straddled him naked that it was threatening to bounce her off the couch.

"Aw, but I think my baby boy needs something extra special... it's time for you to become a real man, Danny!"

With that, she stared deep and penetrating onto his eyes as she lined up and sunk that precious pussy that birthed him slowly down this incredibly stiff cock.

The way his eyes watered in pure, unadulterated pleasure, the way his lips tugged extra hard on her sensitive little lactating nipples was exactly the kind of sexual healing she had been desperately craving to teach to and explore with her son.

"God damn your big, baby! Fuck, Danny, you're really filling mommy all the way up!..." she moaned erotically, pushing her tits together and nearly suffocating her son in incestuous pleasure.

"That's it baby, fill up mommy, pump your cock deep into the pussy that birthed you. Does that feel good, sweetheart? Doesn't it feel special to get to fuck your own mother? That's it, baby, give me that big, manly cock you've been growing just to fuck mommy with..."

He was drilling into her tight little snatch wildly, egged on by her obscenely dirty talk.

She slowed him down just a bit, adjusting him to sit up a little higher as he nursed so she could ride him at the pace she preferred to set.

"That's it, baby, that's the move. This is the way it feels to move inside your mother. You feel how drenched, how dripping wet I get from feeling you nurse the milk out of these big titties? Mommy grew huge breasts so I could feed you your whole life until you grew up into a big man, with a strong, healthy, milk-fed penis you could slide... deep... inside... of me."

She proclaimed this carnal confession in between strokes as she rode her son's massive wang dutifully, stuffing his early morning wood as deeply inside her as it would fit until finally he bottomed out against her cervix.

He moaned audibly into her milky tits as his eyes actually rolled back into his head. He wasn't sure how much more he could take of the most fantastic, heavenly sensations he'd ever been exposed to. He knew with the a certainty he was going to cum deep, deep inside his beloved mother's tight, wet? Unprotected womb and remember it for the rest of his life.

She started riding him faster, clearly getting closer to the edge herself. The milk came squirting out of her tits simultaneously, almost like a breast-ejaculation from all the amorous excitement, and covered his grinning face and chest as he sought to consume as many drops as possible.

He forced his hips as deep into his wide-open mother's legs as he could. In gratitude, she leaned down next to his ear and whispered the thing that sent him over the edge: "Come on, son, summon me and make me a mommy again!"

The velvety words, the incestuous intensity and raging hormones created the most extreme, streamlined burst of seminal eruption he'd ever thought possible. He literally exploded deep inside his mother's guts, wedged as deeply in as possible and spewing every ounce of life out of his body through his erection as possible. He grunted and gasped loudly, biting down on his mother's sensitive nipple.

Feeling the long awaited delight of her newly-seduced son pumping every ounce of sperm over and over into her on top of the nipple stimulation made her pussy contract stronger than she had known was possible.

Licked in their own intimate, positive feedback loop her pussy drew up his spunk all the way into her unprotected womb in exuberant, convulsive contractions which in turn caused his cock to want to produce even more for her.

Her pussy milked his generous, spewing cock dry through round after round of spectacular contractions, following the inevitable lust of an incestuous mother bond. She was more beautiful than he'd ever seen, so willing accepting his seed deep inside her and allowing him to experience the deepest mother-loving instinct of all- inseminating the sensual goddess that created him.

She kissed him again as he emptied himself inside her incredible body, and as she finished moaning into his open mouth, she whispered one more erotic fantasy into his ear.

"I know I'm your mother, but I want to become a sexy wife to you too. I'll nurse you and fuck you and make us our own little baby."

She gazed on in pride and confidence as she stroked his hair while he finished nursing her breasts dry and his semen swam unfettered through her fertile tubes.

His heart nearly exploded with joy as they ascended to this impossibly deep plain of connection, and he kept his shaft lodged deep inside her long after he finished spurting.

Laying naked on the couch together bonded in kisses and promises and doused in each others fluids, they made a pact that would last for life.