For a better understanding of all the mentioned characters in this second Chapter, a preliminary reading of the first Chapter would be preferable.
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I stayed for a while in the living room. Mom was breastfeeding Jimmy in the bedroom. His crib was there, because at night it was easier, for her, to hear his tiny voice and feed him her milk, as soon as he claimed for his food.
When I felt it was the right time to move, I took off my underwear and went to bedroom. I couldn't wait any longer.
The door was ajar. Silently I opened it. Mom was sitting on the opposite side of the bed. Jimmy was in her lap.
Because she gave me her back, I moved to another position to get a better view. Now I saw mom sideways, her swollen right tit offered to Jimmy's little mouth. He sucked greedily.
When she fed him the second tit, the first one hung down in all its glory, pear-shaped and slightly sagging. The engorged nipple pointed out proudly from the pink areola. It was an erotic vision that aroused my longing desire to squeeze and bite into the succulent milky white flesh.
When Jimmy was sated, mom put him in the crib. In doing that, she bent down and her movement made her large boobs wobble and bounce, due to their weight, before staying back firm on her chest, as she stood up.
She turned and saw me. Her gaze fell on my crotch.
"Ooooohhhh..." she exclaimed, in a mixture of wonder and emotion.
I approached her. My nine inches were an erected sword.
Instinctively she reached out and gently, for a few instants, she groped it with her hand.
"My gaaawwwwd... how big how hard!" she exclaimed.
"I want you, mom!" I told her firmly.
"Rudy! Do you really want me? You're my son! I'm your mother!"
"You're the woman of my life, Helen! Nothing can hold me back!"
Her fleshy jugs were in front of me. Two ripe melons within reach of my hands and mouth, her nipples still wet from the nursing. I didn't hesitate. I reached out and took that supple tit-flesh in my palms. I squeezed softly, feeling the delicious weight of those voluminous boobs in my cupping hands. Immediately some warm streams of milk squirted out and splashed onto my chest.
"Ooooohhhhhh..." mom exclaimed again, in a scream of wonder at my unexpected gesture.
Intensely I looked at her. My tall stature towered over her by more than a foot. She was dwarfed by my tall frame. She had matured lushly into the splendor of delicious, fleshy, jutting curves in a short-heighted body. All of that stimulated my lust to a ravenous desire to own her, to manipulate her, to lick the sweetness of her white smooth skin, to taste her juicy flesh, to penetrate her depths.
She was my mother, but she was the sexiest woman I knew. My incestuous lust for her had crossed the point of no return. I had to take her and I did it. With no effort at all I scooped her up as a feather, wrapping her body in my arms.
Never Tanya, Carol and all the other girls I knew had felt me enjoy the same sexual arousal I felt in that moment. I was carrying mom and she was helpless in my arms. She was mine, her nice mouth close to mine, my left hand firmly wrapped around her swollen tit, my right hand enjoying the warmth of her perfectly round ass cheeks.
"Again in your arms!" she squealed, when I picked her up.
"Yes, mom! Again! 'Cause you're my baby!"
"My son carries me like a baby!"
These words, accompanied by her sweet smile, were the sign that my virility was gratifying and arousing her feminine desire to be pampered and cuddled.
"Yeah! You're my baby! And I'm your daddy!"
I bent my mouth down to her left areola. My tongue licked voluptuously the puckered skin. Mom giggled joyously.
I didn't want to take her to bed right away. I wanted to enjoy for a little longer the feeling of her nakedness in my arms.
At a slow pace I walked around the house. Mom's little hands were wrapped around my neck and every now and then I placed a light kiss on her lips. I went out to the backyard, then headed towards the swimming pool.
"Here we are, mom! The place where Lucio played you, as I jerked off all the time, at the window! From now on, I'll be the one having fun with you in this place!" I ended my words with my tongue and teeth over her left boob, for a long lapping and gentle biting of her unblemished skin.
The milk inside her udder got a stimulus that pushed it to flow out of her orb in a white trickle down the delicious hill.
"You're full of milk, mom!" I told her, my left hand cupped around the plumpness of her boob.
I squeezed it hardly and again I dove my lips into her nipple in a lustful sucking. When I pulled out my mouth, still manipulating the delicious flesh, her milk-filled globe erupted like a fountain and lots of fresh milk's streams gushed from her nipple to fly in all directions, before falling back into her stomach and belly.
A schoolgirl squeal escaped her mouth, while my cock stood out imperiously in its full length.
Enough! I couldn't hold any longer! I made my way almost running, mom's naked body firmly cradled in my super strong arms. I got into the house, climbing the stairs that led to my room.
"Rudy! Rudy! What d'you want?" I heard in my ears her little cries.
"Milk and pussy!" I shouted out, as I held her, delighting in the smoothness of her fleshy body in my muscular arms. Mom was mine, totally mine! I could do what I wanted with her. I could finally give free rein to my long repressed lust for her.
When we were in my room I tossed her into my bed.
I looked at her intently. She lay on the sheet, legs and arms spread open. Her lush breasts were shaped in two nice hills, from which her pink nipples protruded proudly, surrounded by the wrinkled skin of her areolae. Her shapely arms offered their flawless fleshiness to my eager mouth. On her totally bald pussy the delicious slit of the outer lips hid the treasures that my thick rod would soon explore.
It brought to my mind the vision of her, when she was lying on the mattress, near the swimming pool, as Lucio was starting to fuck her. Now it was my turn!
I leaned over her and unceremoniously parted her cunt-lips with my finger. Her clit appeared out of its hiding, erect and hard like a small cock. I flicked it. Mom let out a moan.
I moved my finger to her sex-hole. I felt it. It was wet. My entire finger slid easily into her channel. Another moan. Mom's pussy was ready to me.
"Come to your daddy, sweetie!" I exclaimed as I reached out, with one arm under her knees and the other under her shoulders.
Again I picked her up as easy as a feather.
She was in my control. I was holding in my arms, lifted off the ground, a mature woman, over twenty years older than me. That woman was my mother. Her body was pale white, soft and fleshy. I could play her like a rag doll. It was a total pleasure that repaid me abundantly for all the time I lusted after her, without being able to undress her, to manipulate her, to enjoy her.
I lifted mom's body to my face, till her full breasts reached my mouth, then I moved to the mirror. I wanted to enjoy the vision of both of us. Mom naked like I figured her in my frequent masturbations, her huge tits in full display, her pussy ready to be penetrated by my hard cock.
"Look how hot you look mom!" I asked her and without waiting her reply I kissed her mouth, pushing my tongue against her palate.
Then I covered the tasty skin of her boobs with long licks, accompanied by light bites on her tender creamy flesh.
It was all so beautiful, so wonderfully true, that I wanted to prolong that moment without limits to my desires. And so I decided to play with that lustful body. There, right there, in front of the mirror, to enjoy with all my senses, including my eyes, my freedom to finally give vent to my long repressed passion.
I leant mom's body on my left shoulder, holding her with one arm around her legs, while my free hand started to slap her ripe ass cheeks several times.
Smack! Smack! Smack!