After his first encounter with his stepmother when he comes home from college, Jared doesnt know what to expect- but she knows exactly what she wants. When she cooks breakfast for him nearly nude, it wont be long before things get heated.MoreAfter his first encounter with his stepmother when he comes home from college, Jared doesnt know what to expect- but she knows exactly what she wants.
When she cooks breakfast for him nearly nude, it wont be long before things get heated. Especially when shes conveniently forgotten to supply any kind of drink... Except her own.Warning: this 3200 word erotic short story contains stepmother-son pseudo-incest, lactation, milking, nursing, and explicit sex.This story can also be purchased as part of the Milking Mommy Complete Bundle.Excerpt for adults only:He pushed himself out of bed. There was a moment of disorientation as he stood- had this room always been so small? But then he pulled a loose t-shirt out of his dresser to go with his pajama pants, and made his way out into the hall.
The smell of pancakes grew ever stronger as he got close to the kitchen. There was something sweet mixed in with it. Blueberries, maybe, and syrup.He got as far as the doorframe and stopped. Sunlight poured in through the windows, a stack of pancakes sat high and fluffy on the table, and there was his stepmother.
She was humming to herself as she poked at a pancake in the pan, her back to him. She was half-bent over the stove.She was wearing an apron, and that was all.Jared caught his breath. The little bow of the ties sat above the plump curve of her ass like a ribbon on a package, and the frilly little novelty apron strained against the enormous, milk-swollen shape of her breasts. Jared tried to say good morning and it came out more like guh.His stepmother turned to face him with a sunny smile and a spatula in hand.