Chapter 41: Feed Me Mummy

As my hand touched Vanessa’s lips, a few drops of her pussy juices slipped into her mouth. The sweet, salty taste caught her attention, rolling across her tongue as she turned to look at me.

What am I—what is this feeling? she wondered, trying to warn herself. We have to stop. We have to stop now.

Despite her thoughts, she made no complaint as my hand trailed lower, brushing against her ample cleavage before I grabbed a handful of her huge breast.

I gave her voluptuous flesh a greedy squeeze, feeling her hardened nipple rub against my palm while my other hand remained over her mouth.

She parted her lips, letting out a muffled moan as she felt more of my pleasurable touch. Slowly, her hand moved toward mine, eventually settling over it as she held on.

"Milo..." she moaned. "This isn’t the time."

I didn’t pay any attention to her words, rather I pinched her nipple between my fingers which brought out a yelp from her as well as a sudden spurt of breast milk spilled from it.

It took me a moment to realize what had happened.

Mummy had already started lactating.

I smiled. "Mum, look at that. Your udder is dripping."

"Baby, that means we should stop," she said, holding on to my hand with a pleading tone.

I ignored her plea, pushing my hand further into her mouth as I leaned closer to her.

"Shut up. If you wanted to stop, all you had to do was get up and leave," I muttered. "But you came here. So you wanted this, right mum? You wanted your son to please you, you slut."

Her cheeks were completely flushed. Tiny drops of milk trickled down from her breast as I leaned closer and whispered,

"Answer me." I commanded with a final tone. " you want your baby boy to make you cum right here, don’t you?"

As I said this, I held onto her nipples, tugging and twisting them while I watched mother visibly trembled as more of her milk began to flow.

"Oh my, Milo!" she yelped.

Her hands soon moved to the back of my head, cupping it as she began pulling me closer. Even with my hand still covering her mouth, her moans remained audible.

I didn’t waste another moment. Seeing how confidently she encouraged me to move closer to her breast, I figured it was only right to suckle on those udders. After all, I was her son, and it was only right for her to breastfeed me.

I opened my mouth and stuffed a huge portion her titties into the warmth of my lips.

Ohh!??

The moment I did, she let out another loud moan, her hand tightening its grip behind my head as I continued.

Her eyes rolled backward, and I soon felt the milk flowing faster than I had expected. Some of it even began dripping from my mouth as I milked my mummy like a fucking cow.

She held on to my head, pressing me tightly against her as her moans grew louder. Her cheeks were completely flushed this time. It was amusing. I could barely breathe, but I didn’t stop.

I continued suckling on her nipples like a starving infant, squeezing her ample flesh with one hand. The tighter I squeezed, the more milk gushed into my mouth. I eagerly swallowed it, enjoying the seemingly endless stream of her sweet breast milk.

It wasn’t exactly the tastiest drink, but the warmth against my lips and the sensation of my tongue playing with her nipples as I suckled made the taboo experience amazing.

However, my other hand had already begun trailing toward her other breast. When I opened my eyes slightly, I realized she was pressing my head even harder against her chest, making it increasingly difficult to catch my breath.

That was when I noticed the wet patch on the clothing covering her other breast.

Damn. This slut was lactating from both breasts.

Well, it was only fair that I didn’t show favoritism.

Without hesitation, I used my free hand to pull down the clothing covering her other breast. The moment it came free, her succulent flesh spilled into view, and milk began pouring from it.

I immediately grabbed her breast and squeezed, drawing even more milk from it as her moans grew louder.

"Oh, Milo! Milo!" My slutty mother cried.

I continued suckling, only pulling my mouth away from her nipple long enough to speak.

"Put your fingers in your mouth. I told you, I don’t want any interruptions."

Her eyes were already filled with lewd lust, and she obeyed, slipping her fingers into her mouth.

Satisfied, I returned to her breast, suckling again as I squeezed the other one, allowing some of her milk to spill onto the floor.

Every now and then, I switched breasts, moving my mouth from one nipple to the other. I enjoyed the warmth of the milk gushing into my mouth, watching as her nipples grew even harder with every suckle.

With her fingers already in her mouth, she found herself moaning more and more as the same thoughts continued building inside her: having Ivy’s pussy in her mouth while I ate her own.

But there was something else she couldn’t shake off. She wanted another feel of my cock.

How shameless was that? Of all people, my mother wanted to touch my cock. She knew it was a taboo, yet somehow, her hand had already moved toward the outline of my hardened cock beneath my night pants.

The moment she touched it, her breath hitched. She quickly stopped, stuffing four of her fingers into her mouth as she struggled to hold herself back.

She knew she was about to cry out just thinking about how monstrous my length was.

It was just as big as she remembered.

Could this even fit in my pussy? she wondered inwardly and immediately scolded herself for thinking it as though she wouldn’t have loved to find out.

I was quite amazed by how courageous she was to take the first step. However, this time, I decided not to guide her. I continued suckling on her breasts, allowing her to wrestle with the thought of whether she was really going to touch my cock and jerk me off.

After a few moments, she finally gave in.

Fuck it.

Fortunately for her, I wasn’t wearing a belt, so all she had to do was pull down my night pants.

The moment she did, my huge cock sprang free. Without another hesitation, she wrapped her hand around it and began stroking my massive length as she panted through her stuff blushed mouth like a whore in heat.

Vanessa’s petite hands were no match for the monstrous size of my huge cock, but she did her best. With one hand still in her mouth, she used the other to stroke my cock in a smooth, back-and-forth motion.

I could feel my cock throbbing against her palm with every stroke. Her breathing grew heavier as she gradually increased her pace, while the flow of milk from her breasts grew heavier, spilling into my mouth.

The feeling was maddening. I was suckling on her while Vanny stroked my cock, and the softness of her generous breasts was almost too much to handle. Before I knew it, my free hand had begun wandering lower, trailing hungrily toward her lap.

I soon found her clit, her most sensitive spot, and began rubbing it gently. She immediately pushed her fingers deeper into my mouth, her moans growing louder. Rather than slowing me down, her reaction only encouraged me further.

Her strokes around my hardened cock grew increasingly frantic. Then, I slipped two fingers inside her. She jerked at the sensation, her reaction almost as sweet as the sensation I had created in her mind, making her feel as though I were eating her pussy.

She continued throbbing as I pushed my finger deeper inside her. Her moans grew increasingly heavy, and her body began to jerk slowly beneath me. But I didn’t stop.

And then, to my surprise, she managed to keep up with me, stroking my cock in perfect rhythm with the movements of my fingers as I finger-fucked her pussy.

With every deeper thrust, her moans grew louder. The sensation intensified whenever I rubbed her clit with my other finger, all while continuing to gulp down more and more of her milk.

But finally, she suddenly climaxed. Even with her hands in her mouth, a moan escaped her.

"Ah! Ah!"

Her legs immediately tightened before spreading apart again, and more of her heavenly squirts spewed from her pussy.

It was like an overflow, spraying out in several splashes and spilling over her lap and onto the floor. After a while, she finally pulled back, her breathing growing heavier.

I kept my mouth on her breast, neither stopping nor slowing my fingers as I continued fingering her pussy. Even though she had just come, another burst soon followed as she shamelessly let her son make her cum like a slut.