SHE HAD AN ODD QUESTION … PT. 1 [MF] [breastfeeding] [handjob]

I’ve known Becca for about six years. We met at a party in San Diego. Turns out we were both from the same town in Florida, went to neighboring high schools, and had about fifteen mutual friends in common. And yet, somehow, we never managed to meet once until we were in our early 30s and living in California.

At the time, she’d just given birth, and so she was excited to have a few too many. Her husband was nowhere to be found, though, and so, she was sad to say she was unable to drink since she’d driven herself to the party.

“I’ll drive you home,” I said. “I live down the street, so I can just drive your car and Uber back.”

“Really?! Nah, no, no … I don’t want to ruin your night,” Becca said.

“You wouldn’t ruin anything,” I said. “I was out drinking last night anyway. I could use a break.”

“Really?” She asked.

I nodded, putting down the beer I’d just opened.

“I’ll take that,” she said with a giggle.

Becca was a tall, curvy red head. She snatched the beer from me, winked and took a sip. She exhaled with delight. About three hours later, I found Becca coming out of the bathroom.

“OH!” She said, a little too excited to see me. “My new friend.”

She was drunk.

“Hey!” I said, putting my hand on her shoulder to steady her as she stumbled out of the bathroom.

“Hey buuuuddyyyy,” she said as she sat down. “Listen, buster. I think it’s time to hit the road. I mean, I don’t — I have to … there’s a baby sitter … and all that.”

“Sure,” I said. “Ready to roll?”

“Ay Ay captain,” she said with a slur.

I snatched two bottles of water, handed her one, and we got in her car. She kept smirking at me, winking playfully, giggling.

“So, where’s your husband?”

“Away,” she said. “He’s ALWAYS away. Work stuff.”

“Ah,” I said.

“You don’t like breast milk, do you?” She slurred.

“I … what?” I asked.

“It’s just … Jack and I … Jack’s my husband … Jack and I got drunk a few weeks ago and you know how it is. Pump and dump because of the baby. And Jack thought it’d be hot if … so … anyway. Do you? Like breast milk? You could have some …”

“Are you … asking if I want to breast feed?”

“Mm-hmm. It was actually a lot hotter than we thought it’d be. He sucked my tits. I jerked him off. He came on my thigh. It was kind of … hot.”

“Sounds hot,” I said as my cock began to swell. “Are you guys in like … an open marriage or something?”

“I mean, no. No. Not if you’re going to be Mr. Law and Order about it. But I just thought we could have a little fun.”

“I’m sorry,” I said. “But you’re drunk and … that feels wrong?”

“I get it. I get it,” she said as she started to drift off.

“Hey wait don’t fall asleep,” I said. “I don’t know where you live …”

“Just hit the home button,” she said, pointing to her GPS.

I was a little dismayed to see she lived an entire hour away. An Uber was going to cost me a fortune! I groaned as we drove on. Ten minutes from her home, she began to wake up. She opened her bottle of water and took a sip.

“How you feeling?”

“Mmm,” she said, wiping the water from her chin. “Better, babe. Thanks.”

“I didn’t know you lived an hour away, haha …”

“Oh, no worries. I was totally going to pay for your Uber.”

When we got to her house, she invited me in to use the bathroom. She paid the babysitter, and we sat down and talked. She was sobering up and before we knew it, it was almost three in the morning.

“Well,” I said. “I’d better get that Uber.”

She pulled out her phone, but surprise surprise, there were no cars available.

“Well,” she said. “I have a guest bedroom. You’re more than welcome to use it. Hey … I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable during the car ride home. Jack and I have talked about the idea of an open marriage in the past. It kind of turned him on but we decided to put those talks on hold because of the baby and all …”

“Ah,” I said. “I mean … the idea you had … sounds very hot. I’ve never tried breast milk before …”

Becca stood up from the sofa and began to unbutton her blouse. My eyes grew wide. Was this actually about to happen. She took her top off and for someone who had just given birthday a few months earlier, she looked incredible. Her breasts were gigantic. Perfect. I stood up and stepped out of my pants. She removed hers, too.

“Here,” she said. “Let mommy take care of you …”

My cock was THROBBING through my pants. I gulped as she unhooked her bra and revealed herself to me. My eyes popped. Becca sat down on the sofa next to me. She stuck three of her fingers into her mouth and gagged herself, drooling a huge puddle of saliva into the palm of her hand, which she drizzled over my throbbing cock.

I put my mouth over her nipple and began to suck as she stroked my hard cock. I groaned as my mouth filled with breast milk. With my mouth full of milk, I looked up at her. She opened her mouth and I drooled her milk into her mouth. It overflowed and ran down her chin and soaked her tits. I slid my fingers between her legs. She had a thick firecrotch — her lips were waxed bald. I slid a finger into her. She gasped. We made out, our mouths full of her breast milk.

She jerked my cock. I fingered her sopping wet cunt and rubbed her clit.

She trembled. Her pussy began to drip all over my fingers. She was close to cumming. I was close to cumming.

“Suck my nipples,” she purred. “Please.”

I pressed my mouth over her nipple again and began to suck as I fingered her and she stroked my cock. I gulped down mouthful after mouthful as she orgasmed. She squirmed.

“OHFUCKIMCUMMING!” Becca screamed. “Play with my clit ohgodohgod I’m cumminnngggg!!”

She grabbed her right breast and squeezed on her nipple, shooting as stream of milk onto her thigh, soaking my cock and her cunt. We were making a huge mess. I stood over her and drooled a full mouth of breast milk over her face. She moaned with delight as she jerked my slippery wet cock faster and faster.

“I’m gonna cum,” I grunted as I was standing over her.

She closed her eyes and opened her mouth as I emptied myself onto her face. Four thick ropes of sperm shot across her face. A fifth landed on her tongue. A sixth drenched her breasts.

“Oh godddd,” she purred. “Oh god yes. So much cum. Wow, oh my god. Good boy,” she said as she swallowed the cum that was in her mouth. “Come give momma a kiss.”

I leaned down and made out with her as she my cum continued to drip from her chin onto her tits.

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