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Mother Son Incest Erotica

Title:  Mommy's Milk

Series:  N/A

Author: Arabella Stark

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Publisher:  Arabella Stark at Lots Cave

Language: English

Length:  7,526 Words

ISBN:  LC1000149

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Mommy's Milk


My nipples had become so incredibly sensitive since I became pregnant. Well, truth be told, they were always sensitive and in the right hands, could send me to the moon... I digress. The sensitivity was dialed up to eleven. I had to stop wearing bras, because the friction bordered on painful. The only thing I seemed to be able to tolerate were my light blouses.

That wasn't the only thing that had changed. My breasts had grown from a respectable C cup to a milk-laden double D cup! I was uncomfortable leaving the house because of the attention I received. When I did, I was ogled by men as their eyes feasted on my chest or ostracized by women. Twice, I'd had women chastise me for not covering up. One time, a woman approached me in front of others and called me a slut. I was so humiliated that I ran - admittedly, it wasn't fast - and cried until I was a snotty mess. The problem was, even in a potato sack, my chest would have turned heads.

Since then, I'd become a bit of a shut in. I stopped going out with my friends, I stopped going to the mall and I stopped going to the gym. I'd never considered myself skinny by any measure, but since the pregnancy my curves were curvier than usual. As my curves increased, my self-image decreased. I felt like a cow with full udders, ready to be milked.

My husband also lost any physical interest in me. To him, I'd changed from a sexual being to a maternal figure. Unfortunately, this couldn't have been further from reality. During my pregnancy, and since, I'd been hornier than when I was a teenage girl. I'm not sure if it was the hormones or not, but it seemed like it only took a stiff wind to trip my switch.

My husband wasn't the only man of the house though. Our son was turning into a man. The first time I noticed this when I was a few months ago, when my pregnancy began to show. It forced me to wear one of my thin blouses and he couldn't keep his handsome blue eyes off my giant lactating tits. I would often catch him staring at them and whenever he was home, he 'coincidentally' would be studying in the lounge room where I liked to breastfeed the baby. After the feeding he would usually go to his bedroom where I knew he was masturbating. Without any physical attention myself, my fingers were my only outlet, too.



"Ooh, Pete, that's so good. Keep milking Mommy." It's hard to believe that those words came out of my mouth, but I promise there's an explanation. My nipples had become so incredibly sensitive since I became pregnant. Well, truth be told, they were always sensitive and in the right hands they could send me to the moon. Now, the sensitivity was dialed up to eleven and my full tits were painfully full.

eBook TAGS    Mother Son Incest, Hucow LactoSlut Transformation, Lactating Sex Stories, bbw milf taboo mother, breastfeeding, Jack off encouragement, jack off instructions, Jerk off for me, bbw milf taboo mother


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