As my six month old son Eric nursed, I felt wetness between my legs and began rubbing my pussy. I was so horny. My husband Jon is wonderful but he is reluctant to resume our sexual activities, even though the doctor said it was okay. Now, Jon was using the excuse of not wanting to make noise while his dad is visiting us. Being frustrated, I even kept my snatch shaved after the delivery because Jon used to love the way it felt on his face.
My breast felt hard as I tucked it back in my nightgown after the early morning feeding. Producing more milk than the little guy needed I had to relieve myself by expressing or any means I could find. Of course one of the advantages of getting pregnant is my 36B tits have blossomed.
(Meanwhile)
I woke up with a hard-on. At my age that was a nice surprise. The other thing that comes at my age is the need to piss in the middle of the night. Standing over the toilet I shook off the last droplets of pee. My cock was still hard as I stroked it thinking of my dear wife who had died two years before.
There have been with a few women since but they were short lived…. I’m so horny. Shoving my stiff dick back in my pajama pants I opened the door to return to my room.
“Oh ..I’m…I’m sorry.. Dad?”
“No… it’s my fault honey.. I’m sorry.. Didn’t see you.”
I literally ran into my father-in-law in the dark hall. We both reached out to steady ourselves. My hand fell on his surprisingly hard cock and his hand grabbed my full breast. Standing still, neither of us removed our hand. In fact I began to tighten my grip pulling back and forth. Al felt the wetness of my leaking breast through the gown. He pulled and milked my erect nipple between his thumb and index finger and licked the excess.
Our bodies pressed together. We kissed. Tongues urgently searching the others mouth. I tasted myself on his tongue. The timing was right, or perhaps wrong, for two needy people to come together.
“Oh Dad you’re so hard… and thick,” I said as I continued to stroke his shaft.
“Your tit is so full and hard.. Are you leaking?”
“Yes… well… I’m lactating… I need…” My father-in-law’s lips circled my thick nipple. Al began tasting the sweet nectar through my thin nightgown. His sucking felt so good, my pussy was burning with desire. Holding his cock, I led him to his room. Guiding him, I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled down his pajama bottoms. The wonderful pinkish-brown wand I had stroked, glistened in the soft light of the room.
Removing my full breast from the gown I squirted my milk on his magnificent manhood. Al freed my other tit. His fingertips glided over the swollen mound as I kissed the purple head of his cock, tasting the mix of my milk and his pre-cum.
I licked the underside of his shaft while I cupped his heavy balls, intermittently tightening and loosing my touch. Nibbling the side of his shaft back to the meaty head he cried out.
“Oh.. Yes Karen.. Uhhh. yes Oh your lips… your tongue… move it around the head…under …Oh my god my..… Uhhhaaa take me in your mouth… Uhhh…Ohhh… yes swirl that tantalizing tongue… Ohhhh… yes suck… it… Suck your daddy’s cock… Ohhh .. Fuck me with your mouth…Ohhh…”
Keeping my lips on the knob I pushed his dick between my milk soaked boobs, continuing to lick and suck his shaft. Momentarily lifting my head I whispered,
“Cum in my mouth Daddy… cum in your little girl’s mouth… Pleassssseee..”
Taking him back between my lips, I felt his cock jump, expand and explode! My mouth was suddenly filled with a burst of fluid and then another and another. His cock continued to quiver and shoot hot sticky cum into my mouth. I swallowed.. My pussy tingled.
“Oh Dad… that was just what I needed…,” I said, cum dripping from my chin.
