As many of you know, my sister Jenn and I have been together for a few years now and only recently introduced our mom into this “lifestyle”. I’m currently the head of our household but it’s mostly me and my mom at home as Jenn is still in college finishing up her senior year.
First and foremost let me say that my mom and sister are my soulmates. They are my perfect match in every way. I love them both differently, but completely, and I know they love me too. I’ve noticed my mother, however, has a slight competitive streak in her. She knows Jenn is family and isn’t going anywhere, but she still has a slight nervousness about her. Or at least it feels that way.
It all started when my mom asked me while we were at the store the other day if I had ever had the same feelings I have for her and Jenn for anyone else, basically asking if I had a love interest or girlfriend. Of course I didn’t and thought she knew that but told her no anyway. A few seconds later she asked “and what about for anyone else in the family.” I admit, that threw me off. When I didn’t answer right away, she glanced at me. “Mark?” She asked. I told her that no, there’s no one I currently have feelings for outside of her and Jenn, but I did admit that I used to have a crush on aunt Amy, my moms older sister. I think it surprised her in a humorous way. She teased me about it briefly but that was it.
Fast forward a few days . . . mom and I are getting intimate and as we move from the kissing/make out phase to the next phase, she straddles me on the sofa, takes her top off, unclasps her bra and throws it the side and then raises herself up on her knees to feed me her tits.
“Here you go baby, they’re all yours,” she says, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me to her left breast with her left hand.
I kiss the inside of her breast while cupping it and then lift her boob up and kiss her underboob all the way to the outside of her breast as she lightly scratches my back with her right hand. I then kiss and lick all over her breast in a huge circle that slowly starts to move inward. I can see her areolas start to shrivel in excitement, forming beautiful ridges, which is way different than Jenn’s areolas, which have 6 bumps on each in a circle around her nipples that get bigger and more pronounced as she gets excited.
I pull my signature nipple move and lick all over it before gently blowing on it, which my mom loves. She lets out a playful laugh followed by a whispered “god, I love it when you do that!”
This is where I transition from nipple licks and kisses to complete suckling for long periods of time. I latch on and let me tongue start to work, pulsating in waves, calling forth the milk in my mothers breast that isn’t there. She moans as I do this.
“I want to make milk for you again,” she whispers with her eyes closed. “I don’t know if I can anymore, but I’m going to try.”
I unlatch briefly, “I’d love that! Do you think it’s still possible?”
“I sure hope so sweetie. I’ll look into it, but don’t stop!” She said, pulling my head back onto her nipple.
After a few minutes of moans as I suckled her, she playfully said “I know one thing . . . you’d never get a drop of milk out of Amy.”
My eyes quickly shot up to meet hers, where I saw a smile across her face. I must’ve had a quizzical look on my face because she continued, “I’m sure you’ve thought about suckling hers too.” She said with that smile. “It’s ok though. I just know her A cups weren’t made for you.” She pulled me off her breast and kissed me deeply. Her tongue tasted amazing, a mix between cinnamon and mint. She stopped her kiss and pulled away, sucking my bottom lip a few seconds longer.
“Besides,” she said, smiling, placing her left hand over her right breast so her nipple was showing between her middle and ring fingers, “my sweet little boy needs a real titty.” She pulled my head to her nipple and used her hand to breastfeed me. I closed my eyes as I suckled her again.
“And there’s no better titties than your momma’s” she said with a degree of pride, pulling me into her breast to smother me. I was in heaven.
That was the first time she’d mentioned my aunt, which surprised me. Not bad, just the first time I realized she might be a tad bit jealous.
A little bit later when we started to have sex, it came up again, just a little stronger. I’d already gone down on her and still had her cum dripping from my beard when she instinctively turned over onto her tummy and started to slide her legs underneath her, lifting her ass into the air. That was my cue that she wanted it doggystyle.
I rubbed her feet and traced my fingers up her legs that ended with a spanking across her ass. Her slit was easily accessible and was already dripping after I went down on her. Unlike Jenn, when mom orgasms, her labia opens up and I can see her swollen insides pushed up towards her opening. Some of the pink is smooth like satin, but the prominent feature is her textured sweet spot. Her sweet spot pushed up like that is so tight it makes it hard for me to slide in and feels amazing. I mounted her, held her hips in anticipation of impaling her, and pulled her to me, watching us make the forbidden connection of mother and son. I slid about halfway in when I stopped because she was so tight.I pulled out a little and pushed back in.
“Gentle sweetie,” she said, “it’s sensitive.”
“Fuck mom,” I replied, “you’re tight as hell. I’m trying to go slow.”
After a few seconds she turned her head to the left to speak to me and said “I guarantee you Amy isn’t nearly as tight.” There was a hint of pride in that as well. “She’s slept with so many men I bet you wouldn’t even feel her.” I could tell for sure this had its roots in jealousy.
I was finally able to slide all the way in and it felt great to feel her bare ass nestle up against my body. I also knew that as head of this house, I needed to put this jealousy to rest.
“Mom,” I said, finding my rhythm, “I don’t want aunt Amy. I want you!”
“I know baby,” my mom said between strokes, “but what…” she stopped mid sentence when my tip found that fleshy little nib on the back of her cervix. I massaged that spot for a bit and she moaned and grabbed her pillow even harder.
She resumed her thoughts as I backed off that spot, “baby, I know you want me . . . and I want you, believe me I do. I just love you with all my heart and I don’t want to lose you. I hope I’m enough.”
“Oh mom,” I said between hard and fast breaths, “you’ll never lose me. I’m not going anywhere. I love you with all my heart and nothing can change that.” I repositioned myself a bit.
“Besides,” I said, feeling like I could cum at any moment, “you know you’re the only one who can satisfy me. Jenn is great and all, and I love her to death, but you’re my first love. And sometimes a man just needs to re-enter his momma!”
I leaned over and put my hand on the side of her face and pushed her face down on the pillow with her head facing to the side. I looked over and noticed a smile came across her face. Hopefully that’ll put an end to those jealous feelings! ?
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m0x18c/moms_jealousy