WARNING: This story involves scenes of graphic sex including domination, breastfeeding, seduction, adultery, oral, incest and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old.
Hi, my name is Will, Will Michelson. I just recently turned eighteen and graduated high-school. My friends, classmates and teachers called me Billy since third grade. It was in third grade that Mike and I became best friends. He was held back in third grade so he is almost nineteen.
We were always hanging out. His Mom and my Mom was just 'Mom' as we spent so much time together. We were always together, best friends, as close as brothers. Both Moms raised us, fed us and trained us up to be caring sons and gentlemen. We were a tag team in all the sports and completions throughout school. We double dated the pretty and the smart girls throughout school but Mike had a new strong sense of confidence starting senior year and his relationship with the senior girls seemed different. It was as if they sought him out. I was his wing-man and benefited from the really popular girls wanting to be close to him.
Mike's mother gave birth to a baby girl just before senior year ended. My mom told me she had a change of life baby. Since my dad died on an oil rig explosion my mom and I have been very close and talk about all things. She explained that a 'change of life baby' happened to older women who thought their body was done making babies but 'accidents happen' she said laughing.
I was eighteen now and we had talked about how babies were made and she told me to be careful and always protected. "You don't want an unexpected child and wife this close to graduation," she warned me. Mom and I were totally open to discussing sex and girls and relations. I told her she didn't have anything to worry about as dates with girls hadn't gone that far.
She shocked me a bit when she got a sad look in her eyes then pulled me in for a kiss on her lips. She had never done that! She then gave me an even longer kiss that made my cock start to get hard. Softly she told me, "Now that you are eighteen you'll soon experience being intimate with females. Just be smart and don't hurt them emotionally and don't use them just to get your cock wet!"
When she said 'cock' I got rock hard! The guys in the gym classes and team shower called me 'sausage' to tease me. Like all guys I measured. I am eight fat inches long. Maybe the guys told their girl friends who told their girl friends that "Billy is packing meat so stay away!" So backseat make out never went very far. Mike never talked about his experiences with his steady girls and I never asked.
Anyway, as I said I stayed over Mike's house a lot growing up. Mrs. Anderson was just Mom until recently. Ever since turning eighteen I was always looking at her and her mature body. Her breasts got larger once Alice was born and she was always breastfeeding. I saw her feeding Alice many times and she would smile at me and not cover up. Mrs. Anderson's breasts were the first real female breasts I had seen and I saw them at least once a day.
I memorized their shape and fullness and how they sat upon her chest. I memorized the dark fullness of her nipples as she left them exposed while feeding Alice. I watched drops of milk leak out her full dark nipples and drip onto her belly. She knew I was watching and always smiled at me not making me feel guilty about looking at her boobs. After the first few times she would have me sit opposite her while she switched Alice from boob to boob and would laugh some times at how red I turned.
Seeing her huge milk filled boobs always got my cock hard and I would go in the bathroom and dig down in her hamper and get a pair of her used panties. I would smell the gusset and breathe in her fragrant scent. I would then jerk off and coat her gusset with my hot thick white cum. I'd cum a lot then wipe off on her panties and bury them deep in the hamper again. I'd think about fucking Mrs. Anderson all the time since turning eighteen.
Back on my eighteen birthday Mike and Mrs. Anderson had a cake for me. She had just fed Alice from her wonderful breasts and leaned over to serve my piece of cake and her boobs fell out of her unbuttoned blouse. My eyes shot wide open! Her dark circles on her tits held her fat long nipples which each had a tiny drop of milk. One fell on my wrist and I slowly licked it off. I was frozen in lust having a mature woman's boobs this close to me.
Mrs. Anderson looked down and laughed and took each breast in her hand and slipped them back into her blouse. "I guess you got a birthday treat Billy," she said laughing and mussed my hair. She leaned in and kissed me on my lips as her tits pushed against me. Ever since then my eyes devoured Mrs. Anderson and she knew I watched her. It seemed she called me into the den to ask me something every time she was feeding Alice. I got to memorize each beautiful breast and hard dripping nipple.
My cock got hard each time I watched and pushed out my pants or shorts or climbed down my thigh. She smiled and watched me fidget moving my cock to ease the tightness. It was like she liked me watching her and was not upset with my cock getting hard each time I was near her. She started giving me lip kisses when I came over, at bed time if I stayed over and whenever I left their house. I was getting more confident around her and soon kissed her back. Mrs. Anderson would purr when I kissed her and smile then muss my hair.
This time I was staying over Mrs. Anderson's house as we were preparing to go up to their lake house and open it up for the summer. Mr. Anderson always went up that first week but a last minute business trip came up. He was already gone to the airport. Since Mike was nineteen we all still decided to go. Mrs. Anderson, baby Alice, Mike and I would leave in the morning so preparations and planning were being made.
It was after dinner and I was sitting in the kitchen watching Mike's mother, Mrs. Anderson, move about. She always smiled at me and ruffled my hair when she caught me staring at her long hair, her body, her boobs or her ass. I thought more and more that Mrs. Anderson was hot, hot for her age, just a hot older woman! Her panties were getting filled with my cum every time I was over Mike's house.
Tonight she opened the fridge and the light shone through her thin house dress. I could see her long legs and the shape of her huge boobs from the side. She was going to breastfeed Alice as usual so her boobs were big, full of milk, and tonight I watched them hang down when she bent over. I don't think she had a bra on so they wiggled as she moved. I didn't see panty lines when she bent over and I got horny thinking about that and I had to move my cock in my pants.
She turned to look at me and smiled when she saw me readjust my cock. She squatted to reach something low and in the back of the fridge and her thin dress slid down towards her waist showing all off her firm thigh that was facing me. She was squatting like a catcher and when she turned to face me I could see right between her thighs all the way down! She had long black hair so what was between her thighs was the same black colour. For what I could see I saw my first real pussy - not internet video.
Mrs. Anderson stayed squatting almost as if she was letting me see her privates for as long as I wanted to look. I looked up and she was still smiling then she shocked me and ran her fingers through her pussy and trembled. She did that several times even opening herself so I could see a wet pinkness. My cock was throbbing and I absently stroked it. She sighed and dropped to her knees and the night dress came down ending the show.
She stood and her boobs jiggled as she walked over to me and I was sure I was gonna get slapped and scolded. Instead she put those fragrant fingers under my chin and lifted my face until I could see her smiling down at me. Her wet fingers then moved slowly across my lips as my tongue tip came out and I licked. I tasted a woman for the first time! I tried to suck her fingers but she laughed and tussled my blonde hair then kissed me like my mom had done just recently. She then kissed me longer letting her tongue tip touch mine.
"Aren't you an inquisitive young man," she said softly and kissed me again. She stood close beside me and I could smell her perfume but then a stronger scent. I sat frozen as she slowly lifted her dress and let me see her dark haired pussy lips. She made no move to cover herself as I breathed deeply. I turned red hot in my face as Mrs. Anderson ran her fingers through her pussy lips again. Her dark haired lips were wet with that strong fragrance as were also on her fingers.
She dropped her dress and brought her fingers to my lips and I tasted her yet again. Her moistness was sweet and tangy like honey and vinegar. She let me lick her fingers clean until I was done then I kissed them. She ran her hand through my hair then softly told me I'd better go get washed up and changed into my pjs as were leaving early in the morning. I was frozen in my seat as Mrs. Anderson leaned down and kissed me deeply then ran her hands tenderly down my cheeks.
When I stood my long fat hard cock was pushing out the leg of my jeans and she looked down and took in a quick breath. Her hand softly touched my cock over my jeans. She turned me and swatted my ass and told me to 'get!' I was surprised I could walk! I washed up, brushed my teeth and changed into my pjs. I dug out another of her panties and came quickly on her soft gusset. So much cum came out as I trembled as her soft panties rode my hard cock.
I went to my spare room and climbed into bed but tossed and turned sleeping in broken segments. I finally got up all sweaty my cock hard from prurient dreams of Mrs. Anderson. I was dreaming of touching her naked boobs and sucking her milk and getting my face and cock between her wet curly black hairs. My cock was rock hard and throbbing when I got up.
I walked to the kitchen for some coke when I saw the light on in the den. I heard baby Alice cooing and gurgling. I knew Mrs. Anderson was feeding Alice her milk. Like a zombie I turned and walked into the den to see Mrs. Anderson's naked tits outside her night gown. She was rocking Alice under those tits and just smiled at me. She motioned for me to sit opposite her. She made no move to cover herself as I watched her milk drip from her dark extended nipples.
I was seeing Mrs. Anderson, Amy, in a new light. I said she was middle aged, just double Mike's age, just before forty. She had long black hair and shy blue eyes and a bright smile. She was in great shape having been a soccer and sports mom for her son Mike and I all through grade and high-school. I had never used the term out of respect and yes love but our buddies had called her a MILF.
