Chula Vista Dreaming (part four) - Sex Stories

Chula Vista Dreaming (part four)

... back, got beside her, and put an arm around her. She rested her head on my shoulder and kept crying gently. "Tell me what's wrong." I held her and waited. I was there. "Well...I know it's silly, but I have too much happening. My marriage is a joke, and, I know this is not really something I should tell you, but Jason hasn't touched me in weeks. I feel so ugly and fat and hopeless. My...my tits...they're swollen all the time. They hurt. I'm just a mess, Peter." "Sheila...Sheila, you can't really think that. It's stupid, girl. You're so pretty. God, you and Maggie and Cindy are the prettiest women in the world. Dad loves you, and I love you. I'd do anything for you, big stepsister." "Oh hush, brat. I just would feel better if the baby was nursing me. I have to wait. I wish I hadn't started lactating so soon. Oh, hell, they ache. There has to be some way to get the milk out. I wish I had a breast pump. My damn gown is wet again. See?" I touched her gown, and her breasts. My cock was hard now. It had been since I climbed into bed with her. I could feel her tits were damp and swollen. I squeezed them gently. "Damn, Peter, I'm leaking. Please, brat, please help me. I know it's bad, but could you suck them a little. Just a little, so the milk will empty? Just for awhile?" I was more than happy to help her. I was so hard now. I rose up beside her, and helped her out of her gown. She rested back, with her breasts exposed, along with her sweet pussy. But I tried to ignore that. I ...

... leaned down and started gently sucking, as she sighed, and put her fingers in my curly, blond hair. The milk was sweet and good, but her tits were making me so horny. And she was moaning with pleasure. One of her hands left my head. I reached down, to release my cock from my pajamas. I slowly stroked it as I sucked upon my stepsister's tits. I touched her large belly and it was making me even more hot. I was touching a pregnant woman. I reached down, and found her hand on her pussy. Her fingers with fondling her wet cunt. I was almost ready to squirt, and I could feel her body shaking with orgasms. I sucked harder as she groaned. "Oh god, Peter, I'm cumming. You're such a bad boy. So bad, oh fuck, I'm cumming." "Me too, Sheila. My cock is...is cumming too...uh, shit, baby, I'm cumming too." My cock was spurting spunk all over her swollen belly. I kept jerking it, and pointing it at her. I was sitting up now, and shooting sperm up and onto her milk filled tits. It was so good. It kept dripping out for awhile as I squeezed it dry. I leaned down to kiss her. She hissed at me. "Stop that, silly brat. You made a mess. Go get a washcloth and clean up this stuff. You're too naughty, Peter." I got up quickly, went to the bathroom, and returned with a cloth, to clean my cum off of Sheila. She was just lying there, softly touching her pussy, as I walked over. I sat down, began cleaning her, and then took the cloth back to the bathroom. When I got back to the room she had put on a bra and ...