1. Baby Weight For Me


    Date: 8/4/2015, Categories: True Story, Anal, Black, Incest, Lactation, Male / Older Female, Author: Blackstroker, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    she spoke in a dazed whisper. “No, I feel greedy today. But I will share some with you. I drew a mouthful of milk and removed my head from the breast. I placed my lips against hers and forcefully separated them with my tongue she opened her mouth wide and allowed me to deposit some of her milk into it. We both drank and then our tongues came together, slurping, probing, sucking. I felt her hand unzipping my shorts, searching inside, lifting, freeing, testing the rigidity. I put my hand between her thighs; she opened up for me. It was soft and wet. I brought up wet fingers and passed them under my nose, savoring her femininity. I licked the fingers before putting them back to the source of wetness. She was bending over my lap. I heard her groan softly, then felt her hot breath against my skin before silky moistness enveloped it and gripped tightly, lovingly. Then I heard a little cry. We both heard it and straightened up quickly. I looked over the back of the chair and saw little Yonnette walking toward us. I quickly put my reluctant member back into my pants as Linda hurriedly buttoned her shirt, got up and scooped up the child. When I got home that evening Linda was in the kitchen preparing dinner. I greeted her with a little peck on the cheek and she smiled sweetly. Nothing in her eyes or actions betrayed anything of what had happened that morning. I was surprised how cool she was. While eating, mom and dad informed us that they were going out later in the evening with two ...
    other couples, to a jazz and oldies club. I looked at Linda to try and judge her reaction but saw only a blank face. She was so cool, I thought, for the second time in half an hour. After dinner I took a shower and then retired to my room to listen to some music. Linda remained in the living room with mom and dad who had decided to watch some TV for a while before they started preparing to go out. They had indicated that they wouldn’t be leaving until close to ten o’clock, and it was now a little after seven. After listening to about three or four songs I felt very sleepy, and before I knew it was out, and into dreamland. I awoke to a very silent and dark house. I checked the bedside clock and was shocked at the time; it was eleven thirty, which meant that mom and dad was already gone and Linda and Yonnette would most likely be sleeping. I went to the bathroom to pee and then headed downstairs. In the living room the only lights on were those of the television and a little shaded table lamp. Linda was half sitting, half lying on the very sofa we had shared that morning. Her legs were up on the sofa and she was completely wrapped up in a bed sheet, with only her face exposed. I went and sat down next to her, and her face lighted up. “You just got up Mikey?” “Yes, I went out like a baby shortly after I went upstairs.” “What else do you expect if you’ve been drinking baby milk” she laughed and I rubbed her head playfully. “How long have you been down here?” I asked “About half ...
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