Aunt MJ's Farm - Day 2 – Dawn’s Discoveries - Sex Stories

Aunt MJ's Farm - Day 2 – Dawn’s Discoveries

... naked around the farm until you begged for forgiveness?"

A small grin formed on Taylor's face despite himself as he found solace in the levity provided by Bella's teasing. It was a reminder that humor could serve as their bridge back to normalcy.

“It wasn't anything like that,” he replied eventually, shaking his head. Grateful for the momentary release of laughter, Taylor felt some of the weight begin to lift from his shoulders.

Then, with a switch in tone that showcased their deep understanding of each other after years of growing up together, Bella posed a serious question. “Wait… did she breastfeed you?”

Taylor's reaction to Bella's pointed question was immediate—the surprise causing him to sputter, and his face flushed with embarrassment. His mouth moved soundlessly as he struggled to regain composure under her piercing gaze.

Bella observed the range of emotions flickering across Taylor's features, and the blush that tinted his cheeks served as an answer even before he managed to form words in response. A tinge of disappointment washed over her as she realized the intimate connection, they had shared without her—a connection she was all too familiar with from her own experiences with her mother.

“Yeah,” Taylor finally managed, his voice low and laced with a mixture of shame and lingering confusion about what had happened. “She offered it to provide comfort and distraction from the pain, given everything that happened…”

Bella’s initial jealousy ...

... softened into understanding as she remembered the sight of Taylor's punished flesh—the severity etched in rosy red patterns stark against his skin. She realized then why such measures might have been extended towards him—an attempt at solace following strict correction.

“You know,” Bella started slowly, a thoughtful tone creeping into her voice, “as odd as it sounds, I always found it… very comforting when MJ did that for me.”

Taylor gave a small nod, thankful for Bella's insight and her willingness to share her own experiences openly. “Yeah,” he agreed quietly. “In the moment, it felt… weirdly calming.”

With a sly grin tugging at her lips, Bella leaned in closer to Taylor, her voice barely above a whisper. “You know, Taylor,” she began playfully, her words cloaked in innuendo. “I bet you enjoyed Aunt MJ's special brand of comfort more than just for its intended purpose.”

A flush crept up Taylor's neck as he tried to suppress his embarrassment—uncomfortable yet undeniably intrigued by Bella's teasing. He wondered how much she truly knew or if it was merely playful conjecture.

He cleared his throat nervously, trying to regain some semblance of composure. "Come on, Bella," he replied with a slightly shaky voice. “It was just like when MJ did it for you… It wasn't about anything else but comfort.”

Bella playfully arched an eyebrow in response—an expression that spoke volumes without uttering a single word.

They continued their chores side by side, a companionable ...