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Mother's Milk
Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
Since his Mom had no problem exposing her breasts in front of him to try and nurse Bobby, he suspected the real reason for her modesty about the pump was that the pump represented her failure to breast feed. He looked over the pump. The electric connections at least visually seemed to be good. He pressed lightly on a few mechanical pieces, but he saw no problem. He flicked on the switch. Nothing happened. He felt around the moist cup of the machine. "Mom, maybe you have to ... stick it in to activate it." His mom lifted her heavy breast and gently pushed her left breast inside in pump's cup. Since his hand was still touching the outside cup of the cup, looking for a microswitch of some kind, his mom's breast rested lightly against his index finger. It felt warm and full. He was too scared and too excited to move his hand, but she said nothing. He flicked the switch with his other hand. Nothing. It seemed like an electrical problem and he tugged slightly on the electric connections again and flicked the switch one more time. Nothing. "I can't get it, Mom. Maybe we can take it back to the hospital for another." "They're closed now, Jack. Their rental office is only open 9-5." She pulled herself out of the pump, brushing against his index finger as she did. She started to cry. "Jack, I'm a failure as a mother. You shouldn't have to take care of me." "I want to, Mom." he interrupted. "I can't even nurse my own baby. I can't do ... anything right." she sobbed. "Dr. Powers ..." he tried to say. "I know what Dr. Powers said, Jack, but I still feel like a failure. I even have to use this damn machine to pump myself out, and even that's not working!" "Mom, don't cry." He hugged her and felt his mom's bare breasts pressed heavily against his chest. Immediately, he backed away. "Jack, they hurt!" she said desperately cupping her breasts. "Maybe, we should call Dr. Powers's office, Mom." She looked at him questioningly. "What, Mom?" "Jack... I nursed you when you were a baby. You didn't have any problems. I nursed you until you were nine months old." "Mom, what are you saying?" "Jack, if you don't want to do this its OK, I'll understand." she looked at him pleadingly. "Jack, would it be so wrong if I asked you to ... suck out my milk." Suck out her milk? His heart was racing. "Jack, you're still my son just like Bobby. Please nurse me." His cock was painfully hard now and his mouth felt dry. "Please, Jack. Do this for me." "Uh, yeah, M-mom." he stuttered. "How are we going to do ... do this?" he asked nervously. She crawled up further on the bed and sat up with her back against the bed frame. The was a fantasy of Jack's secret-most dreams. Settle down. That's your mother there, he thought. She only wants you to do what the pump is supposed to do. Nothing more. "Come here, Baby." his mother said ...