Brady sat in silence sipping his drink and savoring the solitude. Another one of those nights he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall back to sleep. His mom and aunt were sleeping. John and Sue were gone visiting Kevin. He didn't mind living with John, but he was glad for those times he had some business trip or those times he just left the house. Silence was something Brady had grown to appreciate as he'd gotten older.
The silence was interrupted by the sound of one of his ladies coming down the stairs. Dena walked softly into the living room. "Couldn't sleep again baby?" She asked softly, walking over to where he was sitting in his recliner.
"Hey mom. Nope. Just another one of those nights." He set his glass down on the end table next to his chair, then held his hand up to Dena. She climbed onto his lap and curled up laying her head on his shoulder. Brady wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in tight. "So what are you doing up?"
"My boobs were hurting me again." She said as she lightly caressed his chest with her fingernails.
Brady felt her tits. "Wow! You are engorged, aren't you?" Since both his ladies had decided to start producing milk so they could add another level of intimacy her chest had swelled from an E sized cup to a G. "Your tits are as hard as a rock." He caressed her tits with the tips of his fingers gliding all over her tit flesh, her nipples glistening with her milk.
"Oh baby!" She moaned softly. "I love your touch. You have no idea how good you make me feel."
"I'm glad. You and aunt getting tired of being my milking cows?" He asked as he pinched her nipple.
Dena took his face in her hand as she looked at him. "Oh no baby! We both love it! We love pleasing you that way! We love the new depth of intimacy it's given us! I will admit there are times it becomes a bit inconvenient at times for both of us. Then we just think about all the benefits. You're worth it. It's worth it."
"Good. But if it ever becomes too much, tell me. Understand?"
"Yes sir!" Dena said giggling softly.
"Good girl! Now how about I give you some relief?"
"Mmmm. Yes baby." Dena cooed. She laid back, giving her son easier access to her massive tits.
Brady dropped his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. HIs tongue swirled around her large areola as his teeth gently nibbled on the nub. Dena gasped. "Oh baby! No matter how many times you do this to me, it never gets old." She wrapped her fingers in his hair and pulled him into her chest. "Love me baby! Love me!" Dena moaned.
Brady began to suckle, draining her sweet milk from her. He had grown to love everything about this process. He loved the sweet taste of their milk. He loved feeling their bodies respond as he suckled and drank them in. He loved the intimacy it had produced between them. He loved all the noises they made as he nursed on them. He especially loved the passionate lovemaking that followed many of the times he nursed on them.
Dena began to squirm in his lap. It never failed. Every time Brady nursed on her tits, her pussy twitched with need. "That's it baby!" She curled her fingers in his hair. "Suck on mama's tits!" She felt the pressure of her engorgement diminishing in her one tit. "Don't forget the other tit baby! Mama needs that one drained too!" Dena moaned as she remembered how far their relationship had come.
Dena's change in personality always struck her at the oddest times. Prior to her son becoming her lover and owner the thought of a man owning her was repulsive. She was a strong-willed woman who didn't hesitate to bark out commands when she thought it necessary. Especially to her husband who never had the backbone to stand up to her. She readily admitted that she was a bitch. But when her son Brady came home from the military everything changed. He stepped up to prove himself to be the man she had always wanted and needed. In a night of passion he took control of her and never relinquished it. His domination of her Now she had a man, her son, who owned every aspect of her being, and she wouldn't have it any other way. She had never known a love as deep as what they shared. Her sister Jean only added to the intimacy and pleasure of the relationship.
Brady sucked on her tit with the greed of a man who wanted every drop of her sweet milk. He reached for her other tit and began to squeeze and knead it. Dena gasped at the initial rush of pain. Her tit was rock hard from engorgement. But within seconds her nipple was squirting milk all over their bodies and running down her chest and stomach. The more milk Brady expressed, the harder he squeezed and kneaded. It wasn't long before both their bodies were soaked with her sweet milk.
Dena's gasps of pain slowly morphed into moans of pleasure. "Oh baby! You're making mama feel so good! Don't stop baby!"
Brady pulled his mouth off her tit just long enough to give her a command. "Straddle my lap!"
Dena squealed with excitement as she stood up to reposition herself. She knew what was coming. But before she lowered herself, she bent down to pull Brady's shorts down.
Brady grabbed her by the wrists and held tight. "Not yet! Get down here and let me drain those tits!"
Dena threw right leg over his lap, then knelt on the chair. Then she repeated the process. Brady sat there staring at her tits. Then she lowered herself till her gushing pussy felt his hard cock through his shorts. She slowly ground her hips, using his hard erection to rub her swelling clit. "Oh come on baby!" She begged. "You know I need it baby!"
Brady looked at her and felt an overwhelming sense of tenderness towards her. He knew all the things she'd been through throughout most of her adult life. The disappointments, the sorrow, the anger, the frustration. Then he remembered how she willingly and gladly gave herself to him, and submitted to his ownership of her. How that submission had revealed needs and cravings within her she had suppressed for most of her adult life. "I know what you need mom." He said softly and tenderly. "I've always known what you needed." Dena began to tear up as he spoke to her. "You belong to me now. I'm always going to meet that need and take care of you. Because I'm always going to love you." Tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Now do as I say and feed me."
Dena cupped both her tits in her hands and sat up, offering them to her son. "Take them baby. They're all yours. They belong to you. I belong to you." She leaned forward and shoved her right tit into his open mouth. Brady began to suckle again, drinking in her milk as he squeezed and kneaded her left tit. Her milk came streaming out of her tit, running down his arm and dripping off his elbow onto their laps. He drank and drank, never letting a drop of her sweet milk escape his lips. Dena's body was a kaleidoscope of sensations and emotions. The love her son had just expressed for her took Brady's nursing on her from a sexual act to an intimate union between them. But yet there was that intense craving within her that never left her. That need to be dominated and used by this man who now owned her.
She began to grind her hips in a circular motion, rubbing her clit against her son's hard cock. The act itself was an involuntary one, her body responding to his tenderness and domination.
Brady pulled his mouth off her tit and looked at her. "Sit still!"
Dena's lower lip was shaking as she stared back at him, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Why are you doing this to me baby?" Her voice sounded weak.
Brady couldn't help but chuckle. "You know why I'm doing this. Don't you?" Dena nodded her head biting her lower lip. She knew exactly why he was doing it. "So tell me why!"
Dena moaned softly as her son pushed her. He knew how to push her physically and sexually. And he knew how to push her mentally. "You know what I need baby. I need your control. I need you to control my mind and body completely. I need you to use me like the whore I am baby. Your whore."
Brady wrapped one hand around the back of her neck and pulled her into his body, kissing her passionately as he mauled one of her tits with the other hand. Then he broke the kiss and held her face inches from his. "Not tonight mom." He said tenderly. "Tonight you're my lover." He caressed her face as he smiled at her. "Now sit still while I finish draining these tits of yours." He felt her body spasming and twitching as he drained one tit, then switched to the other one. He was going to prime her body to the point of exploding. He knew once he finally buried his cock inside her she would lose all control.
Brady finally drained her tits to his satisfaction. Dena was quivering uncontrollably as he pulled her off his lap and led her upstairs. He led her past their bedroom. Jean was snoring softly. He led her down the hallway to Kevin's room. He closed the door behind them and turned the light on. His mom was too sensuous a lover to take her in the dark. Dena climbed up on the bed and awaited instructions for what he wanted.
Brady didn't say a word as he climbed on the bed and laid next to his mom, pinning her left arm under his body, draping her right leg over his body. He took his cock in hand and rubbed her swollen clit with the head. Dena's body jerked like an electrical shock shot through her. She was about to wail out loud when Brady put his other hand over her mouth. "Don't you dare wake Aunt Jean up." He whispered as he continued to stroke the length of her vaginal slit with the head of his cock.
Dena's eyes shot open. She began to gasp through her nose and squeal as Brady held his hand tightly over her mouth. Then he smiled as he held the head of his cock at the opening to her womb. "I love you mom!" He said tenderly as he stared into her eyes. "I want you. I need you." He slowly shoved his cock inside her gushing pussy. Her pussy felt like a warm velvet sheath wrapping itself around his flesh. Dena's squeals slowly turned into moans. Brady grabbed her right wrist and put it above her head. He slid his right hand off her mouth. "You be quiet now. No squealing. Understand?" Dena just nodded her head as she continued to gasp and moan softly. Brady slipped his right hand around her head and took hold of her wrist.
Dena was completely at her son's mercy. She craved this feeling. The helplessness, the vulnerability, the domination, the control. Her son had touched her soul in a way no other man had ever come close to. She grunted as Brady shoved the last inch of his cock inside her. "I love you baby!" She moaned. "Your mama loves you so much! Fuck me baby! I want to feel you cum inside me!"
