Fore note:
This is a continuation of my Adopt-a-College-Student story but with a new direction.
Characters: Wendy (based on Wendy Fiore); Emma/Em (based on ty_lee444/Emarrb); Megan (based on Megan Thee Stallion)
Please leave a comment after reading with constructive criticism and/or ideas. Thanks for reading!
The Next Morning
Emma stirred from slumber to the sound of a October heavy morning rain spattering against the roof and windowpanes. The room was dark from the overcast, pouring skies. She fought the urge to close her eyes and go back to sleep as she rolled over to retrieve her phone from the nightstand. It was 9:13 a.m. and she had been comatose for the last eight or nine hours as her body relished in the post-coital and wine-induced sleep. She realized at this point she was completely naked, apparently eschewing the need for clothes as she drunkenly passed out the night before.
Em gathered her senses as she sat on the side of the bed. She noted her lack of a hangover with gratitude. It had been quite some time before she put back that much wine. Turning around, she saw her Aunt still soundly asleep, snoring softly. She was a wearing a thin Floral laced night gown. Her tremendous breasts pressed against the gown tangibly, her left breast having fallen out sometime in the night.
The young girl stared longingly at the exposed breast and its tumescent nipple. The urge to crawl back into bed and suckle stirred deeply inside her. Her pussy began to grow wet as she considered it.
After they had fucked the night before, Emma remembered very little after her Aunt helping her walk upstairs. But she remembered the cuddling. She remembered the kissing; the caressing and groping as they became entangled with one another on the bed. But what Emma remembered the most was falling asleep with her Aunt's breast in her mouth, and her Aunt running her hand through her hair as she insatiably sucked herself to sleep.
Em watched her Aunt writhe softly on her back as she slept. She was smiling contentedly in the throes of a deep dreams. Her breasts undulated softly as she tossed and turned.
Then the allurement of her exposed breast---the deep need to feed---proved to be too much. The young girl crawled across the bed with avaricious intent and purpose, locking her vision on the erect and tantalizing nipple. She crawled on top of her Aunt, being sure not to let their bodies touch in an effort not to wake her just yet.
Emma flicked her tongue playfully on the swollen nipple before slowly imbibing it in her mouth. Her eyes rolled back as she savored it.
Wendy began to wake. Her tired eyes began to open, slowly, her vision crystalizing to see her niece suckling at her breast. Fulfillment coursed through her body as she watched.
"Mmmm, someone woke up with an appetite," Wendy cooed. She adjusted her gown to emancipate her other breast. "Here you go, baby."
Emma switched to the other breast and began to ardently suckle, kneading both breasts softly with her hands. The clear reverence her young niece had for her tits was incredible to the mature woman.
Wendy moved her hand down to her clit. "God, I wish I had milk to feed that hungry little mouth. You're so hungry right now." Em nodded rapidly up and down indicating her approval but did not stop sucking.
The mature woman found herself ready to cum within moments of her finger touching her clit. She had barely woken up and was on the verge of orgasm. What a lovely day it was going to be.
As she came, Wendy had an epiphany.
"Get showered and dressed. We're going to lunch. I have some things to discuss with you," whispered Wendy as she thumbed at her niece's lips.
"Important things."
The women checked themselves one last time in a full length mirror by the hallway front door. Wendy was wearing a deep purple minidress with a plunging neckline. Black heels and a black purse completed her ensemble. Emma had managed to find a tan backless Ruched halter bodycon dress in Wendy's closet that fit her surprisingly well.
"I'm kind of nervous," simpered Wendy as she looked herself over in the mirror. "My first date with my new daughter."
Emma rolled her eyes before laughing. "You didn't seem too nervous with your tongue in my ass all night! I think you'll be okay!"
"That was the wine!" Wendy riposted. "Besides, can you blame me?" Wendy swatted at Emma's butt but she quickly sidestepped. The second swat landed emphatically with a loud thwap.
"Oh, you bitch!" Em exclaimed playfully, grabbing her aunt by both arms to protect herself.
Wendy struggled mischievously as she tried to free herself from her niece, giggling maniacally. She was astonished at her strength but not surprised. Last night and this morning had introduced her to a body that looked like it lived inside a gym.
Em carefully moved Wendy's back to the wall, narrowly avoiding a shelf. Wendy stopped resisting as she looked into her niece's eyes. She noticed the fiery intent. The desire.
Wendy moved her head forward to kiss her but Em drew her head back teasingly.
"So...so strong," Wendy whispered. She had taken control up until this point, but the role reversal was exciting in its novelty. She always appreciated a woman that knew what she wanted.
"Give me a good reason I shouldn't take your tits out of that dress, mommy," Em said impishly. She fluttered her eyes seductively as she grabbed each tits and massaged them softly.
"I...don't have one. Have you always had this weakness for big tits?" replied Wendy softly.
The girl worked frantically and wordlessly to liberate the massive tits. They spilled out fabulously before immediately being inhaled by the young girl. She suckled intensely before answering, alternating between each breast before having her apparent fill. Loud sounds of lips smacking filled the hallway.
"Not until my freshman year at school here," replied Em before returning to her breasts.
"Mmmmm, lots of girls with big tits walking around campus?"
"Not like yours."
Wendy let her niece continue, relishing in the pleasure. Breast play had always been a weakness for her, and it had been awhile since she had a girl her age worship her tits with such subservience.
But Wendy had to let her niece know that, in this family, mommy was always in charge.
The mature woman grabbed Emma by the shoulders and moved her with a quick reversal, putting her niece against the wall face first. She was careful not to hurt that pretty face as she did it. Her own tits were still hanging out of her dress and swaying dramatically, and were still wet from the suckling.
Wendy grabbed the bottom of the dress and pulled it up quickly to expose the fat ass it was covering. The buttocks rippled softly as the material ascended and brushed against it.
Emma felt a hand shortly after that. Then another. She grimaced slightly in pain. But she loved it. It was undeniable. And there was nothing that made her wetter.
Wendy leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Let's get something straight, little girl. Mommy loves you sucking on her tits. But when mommy says it's time to go get lunch, it's time to go get lunch."
Another smack landed. More after that. The young girl's ass was growing increasingly red as the spanking continued.
"Now, this is why mommy has to punish her little girl," Wendy continued whispering. "Because this is mommy's home--and mommy makes the rules. Understand?"
Em nodded her head slightly.
