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No sexual involvement with a person under 18 years old is mentioned.

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My mother has a sister, Mila, who is 5 years younger. As a young boy, I remembered her as a warm, smiley woman who I enjoyed visiting. Despite my mother's insistence, when we visited her and her husband, Mila managed to sneak candies to me.

My fondest memory is from something that happened when I was 8. Mila just had a baby and Mom urged us to spend a few days and help. While Mom and Dad did most of the work, I was asked to stay with Mila, bring new diapers when needed, help washing the baby, and attend to all her needs. Several times a day, she nursed the baby. Most times, she did it in her bedroom, but once she elected to do it in the living room by the window. I was fascinated by her doing: Watching the baby milking her breasts with Mom's eyes lovingly inspecting her baby's red face got imprinted in my mind and stayed there for years to come.

Fast forward 12 years.

Mila's husband died 6 years ago in a fatal car accident. For a few years, her girl, Lara, who was now 12 and about to start high school, was her only joy. We tried to visit twice a year, but the flights between Portland, Oregon, and Savannah, Georgia, were long, involved at least one stop, and the duration was never less than 6.5 hours.

Two years ago, Mila met an army captain and they clicked together. They married 3 months later. My parents and I attended the wedding. Mila was radiant. I danced with her once and apologized I didn't visit often enough. For a while, the couple was very happy together. However, 8 months ago, her husband, George, was shipped to the Middle East for an undetermined time.

About a month after his deployment, Mila discovered that she was pregnant. She pleaded with her husband to quit the army, return home, and look for work in the police or security service. He replied that if he stayed in the Middle East, he would get a promotion to a major with a pay hike. To cut it short: He chose to stay abroad. When Dan, his son, was born, the now major got a month's vacation, which was considered generous, though Mila was still unhappy. After a month of helping at home, Mila's husband flew to Iraq again, promising to write and call whenever he would get a chance.

I was now 20 years old sophomore college student. Mila delivered her baby when I had my finals, and I could not attend the celebration. I planned to visit during the summer vacation.

As it happened, Mila's husband left a week after our vacation started. I found out about it from Mom. She called me and said, "Carson, Mila's husband left and will have to be away for quite some time. Can you spare some vacation days to help my sister?"

"Of course, Mom. I scheduled nothing in particular. I haven't seen the baby yet, and I owe aunt Mila a visit, so I'll be happy to help for a week or two."

The following day, I flew to Savannah.

Mila opened the door for me. After not seeing her for 3 years, she looked shorter and slightly fuller. Her face was still cute as ever, and her million dollar smile warmed me.

She tiptoed to kiss my cheek and said, "Carson, I cannot believe it's really you. You turned up to be a heart throb. I am sure young girls go gaga over you."

I grinned, "Auntie, you exaggerate, but thank you. And you are lovely as ever."

"Liar," she chimed, "I am older, fatter, and grumpier."

"We'll see about that. I am here to help the best I can. But first, where is my new cousin?"

"I just fed him and he's asleep. Let's go to the kitchen, have coffee, and talk. I have missed you for too long and wish to know your plans for the future."

I joked, "You broke my heart by marrying again, so while in college, I went out with a couple of spring chickens, but now I am free again. On a more serious note, I wish to become an engineer and live somewhere on the east coast."

"Great. It means you'll be closer."

"Mila, enough about me. Tell me about your life."

"My older daughter, Lara, is now almost 13. She is now at summer camp and later will start high school. She is doing fantastic, and I am very proud of her." She had a bitter smile, "But my husband decided his true love was the army, so as his faraway mistress, my life is not easy, especially since baby Dan was born."

I hugged her, "Mila, for awhile, I'll try to be the man of the house and do everything around here. Tell me what you want me to start with, otherwise, I'll check around and do what I feel is necessary."

Mila grinned, "My big nephew is ready for a new role. Let's finish the coffee, and I'd like you to go shopping for some needed supplies. There is a Kroger's about 3 blocks away. Take my car and bring the stuff I put here in the list. Of course, if YOU want something else as well, bring it too. Have my credit card and also my wallet, just in case."

Not wanting to screw up, I made Mila explain to me in detail what everything was. And when I was in the big store, I called her again to be sure I brought the right stuff. I returned, helped Mila put everything in the right place, and asked if anything else was urgent.

She laughed, "You just arrived after a long flight, and did the shopping for me. Why don't you rest for a while?"

She hardly finished the sentence, and I heard little Dan's cry.

Mila said, "It's time for his next meal." She brought the tiny thing, and I looked curiously at the new addition to the family. He was now slightly over a month old with brownish hair, chubby cheeks, and soft skin. I said, "He is cute. Almost like you..."

Mila giggled, "When he grows up, I'll tell him you said that."

And then, she sat in the living room on the sofa, opened her blouse, lowered the left side of her massive bra, exposed a round breast, and helped the baby latch to her dark brown nipple.

I stood there, mesmerized by the sight of Mila nursing baby Dan. It was beautiful and erotic at the same time. The memory of baby Lara milking her mother 13 years earlier came back to me. I just stood there, staring unabashedly at them.

Mila chuckled, "You like seeing me feeding Danny? He is usually hungry every 3 hours or so, but my tits fill more than he needs, and I pump the rest to a bottle. When my husband was here, he donated the extra to a food bank nearby."

I mumbled, "I wonder how it tastes..."

Mila giggled, "There are 3 full bottles in the fridge. Warm one of them and try."

I did as she suggested. It was thicker, slightly oilier, and sweeter than a cow milk. I loved it!

I returned to the living room and told Mila it was very tasty. She laughed. Later, I learned how to change the baby and helped her wash him. When the baby went to sleep, I sat with Mila on the loveseat and watched pictures of Lara growing up. She looked so much like her mother...

At 10 pm I went to sleep. I had a dream where both Baby Danny and I were nursed by Mila. I woke up sweaty, attempting to understand the bizarre dream.

The next day, after freshening up, shaving, and showering, I saw Mila again nursing her baby. My eyes got glued to her full tit with Danny's lips hungrily suckle on the nipple. Mila glanced at me, "Honey, you seem to like watching me feeding my son, aren't you?"

I stuttered, "Yoou two loook so awesome together iin this pose... Anyway, I'll graab a sandwich and start wooorking outside."

"Wait. Once Danny finishes, he'll go to sleep. I'll make eggs with bacon, toast, orange juice, and coffee for both of us."

"I have a better idea; you continue nursing and I'll make breakfast for both of us. Would you like 2 scrambled eggs? What bread you prefer? How do you drink your coffee?"

Mila laughed, "Carson, honey, you just arrived, and you are ready to spoil me. Be careful, I'll keep you here and never let you go back home."

I grinned, "Sounds good to me, but you didn't answer my questions yet."

"Scrambled eggs with sourdough bread, 3/4 cup regular coffee with a single Splenda and a touch of milk, cow milk, will be fine. Thank you. What will you take?"

"I'll have the same, but instead of cow milk, I'll pour some of yours from a bottle in the fridge."

For a split second, she looked strangely at me, but then smiled, "Good deal."

I prepared breakfast, and was ready at the same time Danny was done too. Mila and I ate, and I inquired if she'd rather I start working on a particular task before others, or if she wanted me to choose the order myself.

Mila blurted, "These days, I am fully committed to indoor stuff. Outside, you can do whatever you think necessary, but don't work too hard. I don't want you to tire yourself doing things that are not that important."

After breakfast, I operated the self propelled lawnmower and began cutting the grass. I didn't realize how hot it would be early in the morning in Savannah. I removed my T shirt, and continued mowing topless. As I came close to the house, all sweaty, I noticed Mila checking me from the bedroom window. Her eyes were directed at my hairy, glistening chest. I continued for another half an hour and then entered the house to have a cold drink before continuing.

Mila poured cold lemonade for me and said, "Honey, you turned out to be a great specimen. Your muscles are bulging as if you worked in the fields all your life."

"During the year, after my classes, twice a week, I went to a health club, lifted weights, and did aerobic training."

She mumbled, "You look amazing..."

I smirked, "Be careful auntie, I may take it seriously." She remained quiet.

After finishing the drink, I returned to complete working on the lawn, seeing Mila again ogling me through her window. It felt good to know she found my body to her liking. After taking another shower and helping her with the baby, we sat to watch a movie on TV. About 1/2 an hour into the movie, Mila's eyes closed, and slowly her head shifted toward my shoulder. She must have been very exhausted after waking up a couple of times during the night to feed Danny.

I placed my arm around her shoulder and inspected her. Her face had a couple of wrinkles, but still very cute, with full lips and a small, straight nose. Her huge boobs were covered by a special blouse. I could see that there were a couple of stains in the nipple areas. She was right: Her mammaries overproduced milk. Suddenly, I had the urge to suck on her tits like baby Danny... I smiled to myself; dream on man, it will never happen!

She woke up 20 minutes later, noticed my arm around her, and chortled, "Sorry, Carson. I guess I was more tired than I thought."

I grinned, "Mila, it was my pleasure to offer my shoulder to my favorite girl."

She kissed my cheek, and I saw tears in her eyes, "Honey, you are so sweet." Next, she went to her bedroom, and I did the same. I slept like a log, likely due to working a lot in the sun.

I woke up early and noted that both Mila and Danny were in their respective rooms, with the house very quiet. I assumed they just finished and needed rest. I wore my shorts and silently went outside. I emptied the garage of the car, garbage cans, and different garden tools, and cleaned it thoroughly. Next, I placed everything back in good order. I finished at 10 am, profusely wet.

I went inside and saw Mila in the kitchen. Her eyes explored my body, and she smiled, "Carson, you work too hard. I appreciate your dedication, but please, take your time and don't rush it. I'd rather enjoy your company and get your help IN the house than see you break your back attempting to do too much."

I smiled, "Auntie, in Portland, I exercise routinely. Here, I use the work as my exercise. Don't worry, my back will be all right."

"Honey, I see your terrific body and I agree you look to be in great shape, but still, take it easy."

Danny's cry interrupted our chat. Mila lifted the baby. On her way to the living room, she opened the right side of her blouse, lifted the bra and exposed her swollen tit. I ogled it and felt my penis stirred. I'd love to touch it...

I asked Mila if she needed me. She said, "Later perhaps. I am good now."

I grabbed a sandwich with orange juice and went outside. In order to distract myself, I ate it on the porch and then started working on the small vegetable garden, which was in shambles. It was obvious nobody had touched it in a long time. There were small peppers, tomatoes, radishes, and lettuce. However, in between, there were nasty weeds and even an ant nest. I removed the weeds one by one, dug the ant nest, and filled the hole with new topsoil. Next, I watered it.

By now the air was hot with the temperature almost 90 degrees. I headed to the house, seeing Mila watching me again from her bedroom window. I waved my hand at her. She blushed, and her face disappeared. I entered, opened the fridge, poured a large glass of cold lemonade, and chugged it. It felt wonderful, but it made me sweat even more.

I told Mila I was going to shower. Standing under the cold water was refreshing, and did I not think Mila might need me, I could have stayed there for much longer.

As I dried up, I realized I forgot to bring new clothes. I tied the towel around my waist and came out. Danny was suckling again. I stopped by the sofa and watched them. Then, Mila chose to let the baby use the other breast. She disconnected him from the left one, exposed her right one, let Danny's lips attach to this tit, and left the other one uncovered. My eyes focused on her perfect bare tit and my dick started engorging. Watching them was like staring at an artistic display of a highly erotic scene. Watching Mila's massive breast in all its glory was arousing, and soon my erection could be easily recognized, as the front of the towel created a giant tent.

Mila's eyes did not miss my predicament. She smiled, "You like ogling my udders, don't you?"

I stuttered, "Soorry, I didn't meean to beee a voyeur..."

"Honey, I am not upset at you. I just wonder how come such a young handsome guy does not have a girlfriend."

"I had one until about a month ago, but then her family moved to Texas and we separated. Mila, I was thinking of cleaning the jacuzzi in the yard, and later in the evening, enjoying it."

"Making sure it works and cleaning it is a good idea, but why rush? Rest and relax. You've done so much already that I feel I owe you a lot. Your birthday is coming soon. How can I repay you? Anything I can buy for you to make you happy?"

"Mila, I don't want you to spend your money on me."

"Look, I feel guilty that you waste your precious vacation time here rather than enjoying it with your friends. I'd feel much better if I knew I could do something for you too."

I hesitated, and she saw it on my face, "What is it?"

"I can't. You'll hate me for even mentioning it..."

"Carson, are you out of your mind? How can I hate my favorite nephew?"

"Because it's... inappropriate."

"Carson, I don't get what you are trying to say, and I am getting very curious."

"Do you promise that if you refuse my wish, it will never leave this room and you won't hold it against me?"

"But of course. What is it?"

"You saaid that your breasts prooduce too much milk for Daanny. I have aan urge to also suuuckle on your breast..."

She grinned, "This morning, when I opened the fridge, I saw that there was only a single bottle of my pumped milk. You must have drunk 2 bottles since you came."

My face was flushed, "Guilty as charged."

She eyed me, "You wish to drink more milk or... suckle?"

"The second option..."

Mila giggled, "So now I'll suckle a tiny baby and a big baby?" I stayed mum.

Danny finished and fell asleep on his Mom's chest. She didn't cover it and gazed at me. I was blushing, and the bulge in my front grew further.

She mumbled, "Let me burp Danny, put him to sleep, and we'll continue talking. In the meantime, you'd better dress up before the towel rips."

I put on shorts and sat down on the sofa, waiting to hear her chastise me for my perverted request. Mila returned 10 minutes later, wearing a long robe. She sat by me and asked, "Carson, I have to ask you; does it have to do with my milk or... my tits?"

"Both."

"I saw you checking out my fat breasts, but I didn't think you found them attractive. They are too big and much too full."

"I find your milk-filled tits very pretty and... highly sexy."

She glanced at my groin, winked at me, and blurted, "I know what you mean, but why? Girls your age have perkier boobs that are much nicer."

"With all due respect, I beg to differ. Yours are the prettiest I've ever seen, and milking them is a fantasy of mine. Look, I understand I crossed the line. Just forget it."

Mila gave me a strange look and muttered, "Honey, if this is really something you crave, I'll let you do it."

I whispered, "Mila, I love you..." She didn't respond, but pushed the upper part of her robe sideways, and it fell to her waist. Her heavy tits got exposed with both nipples sagging somewhat. My cock jolted in my pants as my eyes got transfixed by the view.

She watched my eyes and didn't move.

With trembling palm, I cupped her closest boob, bent my head and latched to her nipple. It was wet with a drop of milk leaking from it. I sucked on it lightly and got rewarded with a stream of thick milk. I swallowed it greedily, feeling my organ continue to stiffen. I liked her milk, and loved milking her tit. I kneaded it gently and heard her murmur, "Big boy, your play with my breast begins to arouse me too..."

I continued suckling and gingerly kneaded both tits. I heard her breathing turn shallow and fast, and then Mila moaned softly. Her eyes were closed. I so much wanted to go further, but didn't dare... After another couple of minutes, I stopped and sat up. Mila's face was crimson red, and her pulse was very rapid.

I waited for her to open her eyes. She glanced at my groin, saw the huge tent, and then examined my eyes. She mumbled in a husky voice, "Honey, was it all you wanted, or your wish is to get paid this way every evening?..."

"If suckling every evening is an option, I'll do ANYTHING for you."

"Honey, do you realize we are playing with fire here?"

"I don't care. I love your amazing tits, and knowing you agree to allow me to play with them blows my mind!"

"I saw the effect on your... body, but I wonder if you understood that my body felt the same. Continuing this game may lead to more than you might think..."

"Mila, I'll abide by YOUR wish. If you think I overstepped a boundary, I'll never mention it again. I just want to tell you that what we just did was the best experience of my life. Thank you."

The next morning, when I left my room, Mila was holding Danny in her arms and playing with him after he finished eating. They looked so loving; It was nice to see. I skipped breakfast and went to fix the back door, which was loose for quite some time. I needed to buy some screws and nails and asked Mila if she wanted something from The Home Depot. She suggested that I also buy magic glue and insect killer. The local store was enormous, and it took a long time to find everything I was looking for. I returned 2 hours later.

Mila chuckled, saying she thought I ran away with her car and credit card. I faked being upset and said, "You owe me breakfast for suspecting my motives." She grinned, and we ate breakfast together. We didn't talk and only sneaked glimpses at each other a few times.

After the meal, I worked on the door, sprayed the insect repellent/killer outside the house and then entered. I showered, and when I came out, Mila was again feeding Danny. I stood near mother and baby, wearing my shorts, and glanced shamelessly at my favorite sight.

Mila watched my eyes and muttered, "Is my BIG baby in the mood to suckle too?"

"You know I'd love to..."

"Lie down on the sofa, put your head on my lap, and use my other boob."

I did as she requested, and soon her delicious milk filled my mouth. My hand cupped the round tit and tweaked it lightly. I felt my pole rising, and Mila's breathing sped up. Her hand started trailing my chest. It was pleasant. I milked her nipple slightly harder, and she moaned softly.

Next, Danny's mouth disconnected from Mom. She whispered, "Let me take care of my baby. I'll be back soon." I was horny...

She returned 10 minutes later and found me lying on the sofa as before. She had an unusual smile, "Where were we?"

"I was in the middle of suckling on your gorgeous tit."

She removed her blouse, sat like before, and my lips latched to her dark nipple. My hand now massaged gently the other breast. Mila leaned on the backrest, shut her eyes, and her hand resumed caressing my pectorals. I rolled her nipple between 2 fingers, and her hand moved to my tummy. She murmured, "Carson, your 6-pack is as hard as a board."

I licked her nipple and sucked somewhat more intensely. She sighed, and her hand crawled to my covered dick. It was stiff as a rock. Mila whispered, "Honey, are you sure you are interested only in my tits?!..."

I disengaged from her mostly empty mammary, and blurted, "Your tits are tasty and magnificent, but I find the rest of you plenty sexy."

She didn't respond as her hand continued rubbing softly on my covered genitals. My lips found her other tit, milked it and she moaned again. I was becoming very aroused and took my chance. I grabbed her hand that was moving over my shorts and inserted it through the waistband onto my erection. She gasped, but a moment later, her fingers enveloped my girth. She bobbed it gingerly, and I felt her pulse shooting through the roof. Suddenly, she stopped, removed her hand, and without looking at me, mumbled, "I am going to shower."

I was stunned. It was a magic moment that was cut short. I knew she was excited as well, and then she halted everything. I was disappointed. Did she expect me to jack off?!...

I saw Mila going into the bathroom, leaving the door ajar. She likely started the hot water and would come out to bring new clothes. Five minutes have passed, and she hasn't exited the bathroom. I waited 3 more minutes and then approached the door. She was naked under the pouring hot water, staring silently straight at me. I remained by the door, ogling the breathtaking view. Her wet face looked so angelic! Her slightly sagging, heavy tits daring me to challenge their terrific shape. And for the first time, I was privy to her lower body as well. Her soft, mildly protruding belly ended up with a thick, soft brown bush, which covered her cunt lips. I couldn't take my eyes of her fantastic body and felt my pecker jolting to heights it has never seen before.

I removed my shorts and slowly moved in her direction. She smiled and turned her back to me while whispering, "Honey, please do my back. For almost a month I couldn't reach it."

I moved behind Mila, warmed my hands in the hot water, and placed them on her shoulders. She sighed and leaned on the wall before her. I soaped her back using circular movements, and then massaged her dorsal muscles. I came closer to her, and my tumescent prick nestled in her crack. She groaned with delight, now and then contracting her glutes, rubbing my trapped cock. I finished her back and moved my palms to her front, gingerly massaging her tempting milky mounds. She leaned against me, allowing me free hands on her front side. My hands gradually moved south, soaping her tummy, and then reached her bush. The soft hair was pleasant to the touch, and I combed it slowly with my fingers. I heard her whimper as her thighs opened for me.

Subsequently, my finger penetrated Mila's swollen labia, and I began fingering her. Her whimpers grew, and her right hand moved back onto my rod. The palm lowered it, positioned it at her entrance, and climbed it. I bent my knees, letting my organ have better access, and with her abundant self lubrication, it slipped effortlessly inside. Mila pushed against the wall and rode my cock. I squeezed her right udder while my left finger tinkered with her clitoris. Within seconds, her torso jerked violently as she experienced an orgasm. She mumbled, "Oh lordy, I missed this wonderful feeling. Fuck me harder, please."

I parted my feet to have a better balance, and began ramming my member in and out of her pussy. It was wider than I expected, probably did not have time to shrink completely after the delivery of Danny, but it was by no means too dilated. It was just right for my oversized penis. I continued pounding her vagina, sensing that my own climax was pending. I came deep inside her womb with a growl. We rested in this position for awhile, enjoying the hot water pouring over our spent bodies. Then my pecker deflated and I pulled back. I slowly turned Mila toward me and saw that her eyes were tearing.

"What is it? What did I do wrong?"

She smiled through her tears, "Silly goose, you haven't done anything wrong. The sex was terrific, but I was thinking what's next..."

I kissed her forehead, "It's up to us, isn't it?"

She leaned her head on my chest and murmured, "It's the first time I cheated. My body thanks me, but my mind is telling me that whatever we did was very wrong. It was betraying my husband and doing it with no other than my sister's son, who is too young to comprehend the incest taboo we just committed."

I hugged her tightly, "Mila dear, I love you and want us to continue enjoying the physical attraction we found together, but I am not going to impose myself on you. I'll do everything I can around the house and will not bother you again. From now on, it's up to you. Unless you show you've overcome your mental resistance, I'll stay out of your way."

She whispered, "I am so sorry..."

I blurted, "I am sorry too," and went back to my room. I had a list of things I planned to do outside, but my brain was too distracted, and I just rested on my bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The following morning, Mila and I hardly looked at each other or talked. Every time Mila nursed baby Danny, I passed by them, in case she needed something, but she ignored me. I went outside into the burning heat wearing shorts and having on sunglasses and a baseball hat. I worked on the fence, and later removed weeds from the yard. It was too hot to continue. I drank iced water and later rested in the shade by the jacuzzi.

As I was relaxing, I saw Mila watching me from her bedroom window. With the dark sunglasses on, she had no idea I could see her. She grimaced, and her head seemed to move rhythmically while gazing in my direction. It couldn't be!... Was she masturbating while ogling me? I looked down and noticed the sweat made the shorts cling to my body, and the shape of my dick, which was resting down my thigh, was apparent.

The thought that my aunt might be doing it while ogling my organ was enough to arouse me, and soon it began expanding and extending. I nonchalantly adjusted my covered rod and aimed it up. Half a minute passed, and it created a visible tent. I continued glancing in her direction and started massaging my covered member, knowing quite well Mila was still eyeing me. Five minutes later, she was still in the window.

I looked around. Nobody was nearby, and I decided to up the ante. I removed my shorts and remained naked. I slowly rubbed my rigid prick with my eyes fixed on Mila's face. I could see it becoming red, and a short time later, I heard some noise, and she disappeared. I laughed.

Then I entered the hot jacuzzi and enjoyed the bubbly water in the shade. Moments later, Mila came out wearing a bikini. She pretended to be surprised to see me and said, "I thought you were still working on the fence. I can go back home and come later."

"Mila, it's hot outside, but in the shade, the whirlpool water feels amazing. Hop in."

She must have gotten her yellow bikini a long time ago. While the high cut bottom part fit reasonably well, the upper part was much too small for her humongous tits, and except for her areolas, much of her flesh was bulging in all directions.

I ogled unabashedly her barely covered tits and whistled appreciatively. She blushed.

I said, "You look as tempting as yesterday when I left you."

She gazed at me pleadingly, "You don't want to make it easy on me, do you?"

"My initial plan was to leave you alone until YOU make up your mind in one direction or another. However, watching you masturbating in the window while staring at my cock, and later you 'accidentally' choose to come to the jacuzzi in midday, wearing a skimpy bikini tells me you are almost ready, if not ready yet."

Mila stayed mum, resting with her back against the jacuzzi's edge, and closed her eyes. I gently moved in her direction, with my erection leading the way. I stopped inches from her and heard her respiration turn labored. I gingerly lifted her chin and softly kissed her dry lips. She moaned, and her arms hugged my waist.

"Look at me," I blurted.

She opened her eyes. I whispered, "Mila dear, I want you. If I knew you REALLY didn't wish to be touched, I wouldn't do it, but now I know you do. A guilt trip is normal in your situation, being married, and having an incestuous intimate relationship with me. But your husband has neglected you and married the army as his first wife. I also think that our desire for each other is too strong to abide by the archaic stigma of incest. Whatever we do in the privacy of the house is nobody else's business. Please, reconsider..."

Her eyes explored mine for a long time before she sighed, closed her eyes again, and mumbled, "In theory, your talk sounds so encouraging. In reality, I am afraid of unpredictable consequences. But I am too weak, and I feel the need to have your body against mine. I give up..."

"Good girl. Now kiss me, "I ordered.

Her face moved onto mine, and her lips spread for me. I French kissed her for a full minute, almost sucking the life out of her. When I disconnected, she chuckled, "Honey, I was concerned about future complications, but dying by suffocation during a passionate kiss did not cross my mind."

I grinned, "It's your punishment for torturing me for too long."

She protested, "It was hardly several hours..."

"That was still too much. Life is short, and I missed you during the night."

Mila giggled, "I promise to make it up to you tonight. OK?"

"You better!..."

I lowered her bottom part with my foot and fingered her pussy. I said, "I want to fuck you right here."

She chuckled, "Don't you dare! Danny was born barely a month and a half ago and I think my vagina needs more time before having your gigantic pole impaling me in the hot water."

"You are not fair. Seeing you like that and smelling your delicate odor made me horny and you deny me my rights as the man of the house. I'll complain to the president!"

Mila smiled and caressed my cheek, "Don't do that. We can get out, and you have permission to abuse my body on the bed anyway you wish. Actually, let me rephrase it: Danny will wake up in less than half an hour. When I am done with him, you'll get my undivided attention."

"You care much more about Danny's needs than mine. It hurts..."

Mila laughed, "You are such a big baby. Just shut up. Let's get out and shower briefly before my LITTLE baby starts complaining."

I exited the water, displaying my raging penis. Her eyes brightened, "Your beast requires special attention. Be patient, and soon you'll see what I mean."

I entered the house naked and took a short shower. Then I put back my shorts and asked Mila if she needed something. She didn't, saying she prepared everything in advance. She went to shower as well. Danny woke up when she was still in the bathroom. I lifted the cute baby and held him against my shoulder. He stopped crying. I strolled with him around the house until Mila came out. She saw me with Danny in my arms and grinned, "Carson, one day you'll be a great daddy."

I looked at her, "If you are the mamma, I'll try my best." She laughed.

I let Mila feed, burp, and change the baby. I sat patiently in front of the TV and watched a chapter of Seinfeld. She finished and joined me until it was over. She said, "I am proud of you. You didn't bother me when I was doing my duties. I think you are slowly growing up."

I placed her palm on my engorged dick, "You are right. One thing has already grown..."

She giggled and pulled me to her bedroom. When there, Mila turned to me, "Well, honey, what's on your wish list?"

"I'd like to experience with you everything possible, but as a genuine titman, my biggest fantasy is to titfuck you..."

"Acceptable, but don't forget that this position rewards YOU. My hope is that along the way you'll consider MY needs too."

I grinned, "My thought exactly. That's why titfucking is planned an appetizer. The main course will come, or shall I say cum, shortly after, with sexual intercourse of YOUR choice."

"Yes, sir," she said, and after taking off her robe, she placed a large towel on the bed sheet, and lay supine on the large bed. I straddled her waist and gingerly descended on her lower chest. My penis continued stiffening, anticipating exciting action. I directed my pole forward between her twin towers, and Mila pressed them against each other, trapping my organ in between as drops of milk leaked out of her nipples. The narrow valley and the way she stirred her tits created adequate friction. I moved in and out of her pleasurable valley, noticing that when I was in all the way, the spongy head appeared just below Mila's neck.

I continued bobbing and moved my right hand backward, gently fingering her drenched pussy. She moaned and pushed the breasts harder together, intensifying my arousal. Watching my cock performing my ultimate dream sent me into an early climax. I shouted, "Now!" and started ejaculating jet after jet of whitish goo. The first one caught Mila by surprise and hit her neck and chin, but then she bent her neck forward, and her lips engulfed the helmet. The last 5 jets landed inside her oral cavity and were swallowed expertly by Mila.

When I was done, she smiled happily, and muttered, "Is my big baby happy now? While titrubbing me, you played with my coochee and made me horny. How much time do you need before you can COMPLETE your mission?"

I licked the droplets of milk that accumulated on her chest, and blurted, "I'll go to the bathroom. Give me 10 minutes. In the meantime, think about what position you wish to try with me."

When I returned, I saw Mila in the living room, kneeling on the carpet before the big couch with a clean towel covering it. She faced the other direction and said, "I've heard from a girlfriend that this was her favorite position; I'll be leaning on the soft couch and feel a juicy cock pound me mercilessly from behind. That way, one of my hands will become free to touch myself too."

I knelt behind her wide bubble butt, and rubbed my half erect member on her moist pussy lips. It got the message, and not long after, it rose to the occasion and was ready to pounce. I placed the tip at the opening and shoved my pecker in one massive jolt all the way in. Mila's breathing stopped as the unannounced foreign body declared it was already deep in her crevices. I gripped her tits with both palms and began drilling her cunt at an accelerating pace. Mila began crying a couple of minutes later, as her body convulsed erratically under me. I continued menacingly kneading, massaging and pinching her breasts, watching milk squirting of her nipples in all directions while I drilled powerfully her abused pussy. God, she was screaming her heart out! Luckily, Danny was a deep sleeper and didn't wake up. Her orgasm was huge. I could control myself due to the fact that I came half an hour earlier. I wished to prolong the fun and thanked the good shape I was in, which allowed me to delay my own climax for almost half an hour. I plowed her cunt like a runaway locomotive, banging her vulva and making her shake even more. Eventually, I succumbed to my own arousal as well as her spasming vagina, and erupted in her pussy, dumping gallons of whitish sperm into her hungry pussy.

After cumming, I gingerly pulled her down, and we both rested on the soft rug. I watched her face as she lay still. It was cute and calm, almost verginal... She opened her eyes 20 minutes later and saw me ogle her face. She grinned, kissed me lightly, and mumbled, "My big baby has turned into an animal. At one point, I wasn't sure if your wish was only to have sex with me, or to tear my body apart during the process."

My hand trailed along her soft body, and I asked, "Would you like me to be gentler next time?"

Mila chuckled, "Of course NOT! I loved every moment of it. I was just scared you'd forget I was a human being and consider me a ready-to-eat steak... If you promise to remember we are supposed to be lovers, wild sexual escapades are what I really need after a long drought. But if this kind of action tires you, you can continue sleeping in your room and rest while I'll wake up twice a night for my baby."

"I have a better idea: During the night, I'll sleep in your bed. Each time you wake up, I'll help, cutting the work time. In return, when you feed the baby, I'll be allowed to either suck your other tit or... eat you."

Mila laughed out loud, "Honey, will you ever be sated?..."​