Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 75516 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75516 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
She still didn’t awaken right away. Maybe she was emotionally drained from the rollercoaster ride of the last few days, but it was fine because I was enjoying this moment with my son and her without her annoying ass knowing. No sooner had I had the thought than her eyes came slowly open. They landed on mine, and two things happened at once.
I finally remembered that I’d gone to bed naked and had rushed out of my room without stopping to rectify that, and she smiled at me. I’m not sure what the hell she’d been dreaming about before she woke up, but I was damn sure that smile wasn’t for me. But then she reached out and cupped my cheek. “Calen!”
That’s the way she used to call my name when she was feeling especially tender towards me. Before I knew what the hell I was doing, I was letting her draw me down to her until our lips were barely a breath apart. I came to my senses real fast, knew that I should pull back and away. But the moment, the sight of my son feeding from her, and the emotion of the last day and a half all culminated to make me throw caution to the wind.
Not to mention the memory of that kiss we’d shared in the garden; the kiss that had left me wanting more. Her lips gave beneath mine and opened up to let me in with my tongue, which went on a foray in her mouth. I took it slow this time, licking the inside of her soft mouth with my tongue before feeding it to her.
She suckled on my tongue, and my cock thumped against the mattress. It’s only the presence of my son that kept me from pushing her to her back and fucking my cock into her hard and deep. I did my best to chew her lips off her face though for the half an hour or so that he was on the tit before he fell asleep again, and my hand had somehow made its way to her other breast and was squeezing it gently.
I pulled back when my son dropped her nipple from his mouth and just stared as my mind went in a million directions at once. I shouldn’t be doing this; I shouldn’t get this close. But my dick was so hard, and the need was so strong. I can see how grown men and women walk into sexual traps because although my mind knew that this was wrong, that I was making a mistake, I found myself putting baby Calen in the portable playpen setup she had next to her bed before going back to her.
She opened her arms to me, still seemingly half asleep, which made her soft and pliable, which gave me lots of ideas. It’s been almost two years since I’ve fucked, not since the last time I had her, which was the night before she walked out on me. That reminder made me a little bit rougher when I took her full breasts in my hands and held them for my mouth to feed.
I chose the one that my son hadn’t drained and sucked it into my mouth, giving myself a jolt. Somehow I didn’t expect her milk to squeeze into my mouth, didn’t expect the shock of excitement it gave me either, or the way it made my cock jump and leak precum. “Touch me!” I growled the order at her before going back to feasting on her tit, which was now free-flowing onto my tongue.
I wanted her mouth, so dropped her tit and forced my tongue past her lips. She reached down between us and wrapped her soft, warm hand around my throbbing cockmeat, and I damn near drooled in her mouth. I fucked into her palm, once, twice, and then pushed her legs open with my knee and settled in between her thighs suddenly in a raging need to get inside her, deep inside her now wet slick cunt.
When I was sure that her lips were sore from mine, I went back to her plump tit for more of that sweet milk that I was now very fond of. No wonder our little piglet refuses to give that shit up. Her milk tastes like nothing I’ve ever tasted, and where I would’ve thought it if someone had asked, there was no ick factor for me. I could very well give up all other sustenance but this.
Her pussy was bare beneath the shirt, and my cock found its place between the folds of her labia. I felt her clit harden against the heated skin of my cock as I rubbed myself against her while feeding on her tit with her hand on my head. I didn’t care if she was awake by now or not; I wasn’t about to stop. I’d passed that point as soon as I came back to her bed.