EDDYS MOM 3

My day back from university I went to see my best friend, Eddy.  I hadn’t seen him in a while and was curious to see how he was faring under his unusual family circumstances.  When I first met Eddy, he lived with his single mom, Ms. Cevallos. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and as a young boy her voluptuous image became imprinted in my mind as the ideal.  As I grew older, it was difficult to find that model of perfection, none of my classmates possessed the dangerous curves of my best friend’s mother.  I turned to fantasizing about my teachers, but even they paled in comparison to Ms. Cevallos.  Everyone teased me about my first girlfriend, Diana.  She was cute, but considered on the chubby side.  I didn’t complain because she had large breasts and fat ass and wasn’t afraid to get naked and have sex at an early age. Yet even on those hot summer nights mounting Diana, my thoughts were always on Ms. Cevallos and as soon as I thought about her luscious body I’d cum buckets into my unsuspecting girlfriend.

Eddy still lived with his mom, and his new step dad, Jim, who was only a few years older than him, as well as a new stepbrother, Jimmy.  She had met Jim on the internet and after a few months had gotten pregnant.  Eddy was surprisingly cool about it, but it figured since he was always so laid back about everything.

“Hey, when my mom is getting laid regularly, it’s better for me,” he once told me. 

“She gets off my back about finding a job, moving out, all that shit.”

Eddy and I were sitting at the breakfast table when his mom walked in with Jimmy.  She was wearing a robe, her long black hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She wasn’t wearing make-up but she didn’t need to, she was gorgeous without it.

“David!” she exclaimed. “When did you get to town?!”

I rose to say hello to Ms. Cevallos. She insisted that I call her Maritza.  She leaned in and gave me a warm kiss on the cheek. I was hoping for a fuller hug, one in which I could sink into her soft body and feel her large breasts against my chest.

“Meet Jimmy,” she said.

I looked down and saw a peaceful baby.

“He’s beautiful,” I said.

“He just ate so he’s satisfied. I think he drained a gallon out of my jugs,” she said with a laugh.

I could see her dark cleavage and could only imagine how much larger her breasts must be.

  The thought that she was probably naked under the robe aroused me.

“Now that I fed Jimmy, let me feed you,” she said.

“What?”

“Not from these, silly,” she said, pointing at her ample bosom.

“Mom, you’re gross,” Eddy muttered.

“Breakfast, you jerkoff,” she teased.

She scrambled some eggs and heated some homemade tortillas.  I watched her move about the kitchen. The robe was puffy and really disguised her figure.  I was disappointed I couldn’t make out her breasts any better. I thought about the robe falling open, her big tits spilling out.  I’d catch a glimpse of her hairy snatch.

“What are you doing this summer, David?  Dreaming, huh?”

I focused on the conversation and answered: “I need to get a job. I’m broke right now.”
“You need some money?” she asked.

I nodded.

“Since Eddy refuses to do the yardwork and Jim is so busy, would you want to come cut the grass tomorrow?  I can pay you $20. I know it’s not much, but the yard is not that big.”

“Hey, what about me, mom?”

“Eddy, you have to take that stuff to your aunt Regina. It’s going to take you all day. Plus I don’t have to pay you.”

I hated yardwork, but $20 and the thought of hanging out with Ms. Maritza was appetizing.
The next day I came over and knocked on Eddy’s door.  I heard a voice shout to come in. I walked in and saw Maritza.  She looked stunning in a tight red dress and high heels.  She was always a provocative dresser.  Well, that’s putting it nicely.  My mother, who actually disliked Ms. Maritza, said she dressed like a whore to another mother.  The other mom then went on to tell a few salacious stories that Ms. Maritza had sex with two men at one time and enjoyed having anal sex.  I had to admit that during my teen years I knew she was quite promiscuous, but that just made her even hotter. The thought of her having afternoon trysts with businessmen in some backroom of a restaurant, her skirt lifted up to her waist, bent over getting pounded from behind, filled my mind with wet dream material.

I got to work in the yard, but the thought of Ms. Maritza in the short red dress was too much and I thought I’d rip a hole in my shorts.

I was done in less than an hour.  Not bad for $20, I thought.  I walked back into the house and called out to Ms. Maritza.  She responded that she was in the living room.

When I walked in on her she was breastfeeding Jimmy.

“Oh, excuse me, I didn’t realize you were…”

“Feeding time,” she said with a big smile on her face.  “Sit down, sit down. Don’t be like those freaks at the mall who stare and think their glaring looks are going to make me stop.”

Jimmy was suckling loud.

“I forgot how much I loved this,” she said. “This is one of my favorite parts of being a mother.  Providing nourishment. Plus my boobies are humongous now and who doesn’t love huge tits?”

I could hardly believe the conversation, but Ms. Maritza always spoke her mind.

“Although he has almost sucked this titty dry. Are you done, mijo?” she said in a high pitched voice.

Jimmy detached and I saw her wet, dark nipple glistening with the baby’s slobber.

“Could you hand me that towel?”

She was not embarrassed to have her left breast exposed.  I stared at it like I’d never seen a woman’s breasts before. It was magnificent. Despite her assessment that it was sucked dry, it looked full, round and perfect.

She wiped around her dark areola, then pushed her breast back into the top.  She marched Jimmy over to a crib and placed him gently down, then came back to the couch where I was seated.

“I asked Jim for some money this morning and he said he left some on the nightstand, but I think he forgot.  I’m sorry I don’t have any cash.”

“It’s ok,” I said with a laugh and smile.

“Oh, nothing.”

“Tell me, obviously something good, you clever boy,” she teased.

At some level, I believed she knew I had the biggest crush on her and she’d often bend over and let me get a glimpse of her thong or her amazing cleavage. She always hugged me tight and touched my arms lovingly. She enjoyed the attention.

“I was just thinking how much men would pay to see what I just saw. I think on the internet there are websites devoted to lactating women. You would be a tremendous star, Ms. Maritza.”

Most women would be offended. Maritza took it as a compliment.

“I hope you enjoyed the show,” she said.  “Next one is in about two hours!”

“How about now?” I said.

“Excuse me?”

“Maybe you’d like to feed me,” I said.

She looked at me and for a second I regretted saying what I said and wanted to run and never come back out of embarrassment.

“Feed you? From my breast?”

I nodded.

“In exchange for my services today.”

“Are you serious?” she asked.

I nodded.

“Please, Ms. Maritza, let me suckle at your breast.”

I knelt down and approached her.

She had an odd look on her face, conflicted.  I’d seen that look on girl’s faces when I’d ask for anal sex.  The face said no, but the eyes said yes.

As I grew nearer, I gave her an opportunity to push me away.  She didn’t. Instead, she pulled her top down to reveal her right breast. The dark nipple was inches from my face and the breasts looked like a gigantic melon. Her eyes were closed.  I stuck out my tongue and lightly touched her nipple with the end of it and started to trace around her large areola. After licking and moistening her nipple, I started to suck on it and could taste milk. My hand gravitated towards her other breasts and with her help pulled the rest of her top down so I could play with her other nipple. Her bosom was soft and warm and I was filled with the desire to titty fuck her.  Ms. Maritza started a low moan as I continued to suck and play with her nipples.  I wanted my cock to be inside her mouth.  I kept sucking and started to stroke my cock.  Ms. Maritza ran her fingers through my hair and moaned louder. We were both getting off. I wanted to finger her so I ran my hand against her thigh.  She pushed it away. I pulled off her tit.

“Enough,” she said  “My husband will be home soon,” she said flatly.

“But …. “

“I said enogh” she was kind of worried

I could sense she was still making sense of things.  Perhaps thinking about our long relationship and now it was something different that we allowed this odd sexual experience to happen.

Some days passed and I received a call from Eddy:

“Mom needs help with the front yard and trees, and would like you to do the job, she will pay 20 bucks”

The first thing I tought was to exchange that 20 bucks for a taste of her sweet milk

“ I can’t do the trees by my self, I can ask my brother for help”

“Well I don’ t know if mom could pay 20 extra”

“No problem, I have a deal for her”.

 

I asked my brother “Do you know who Eddy’s mom is?”

“Of course man, she’ s my fantasy”

"She married a young man , younger than you, did you know it?”

“He’s the luckiest bastard in the world”

“He got her pregnant”

“I know, I see her in the mall with her baby”

“Would you like to suck her tits and drink her milk?”

“What the fuck are you saying?

“Would you like to suck her tits and drink her milk?”

Hell, yes! What is this all about?”

What if I told you that you could suck her tits”

“You’ re totally nuts”

“Give me 100 bucks and I can let you suck her big melons”

He laughed, “I’ll pay you double if you made that happen”

“200 ???”

“Yeah, I know it’s bullshit, so I am just following your stupid game”

“Not a game man, you pay me 200 and do a  yardwork  and you will suck her tits, I promise”

“A yard work, hahaha”

“Do we have a deal?”

“haha, ok, yes”

"Give me the money, right now"

"It seems like a cheat, I will kick you ass if you try to steal me"

“Give me the money, you come with me tomorrow, I will show you”

 

We were there, early in the morning, She was wearing a slutty mini dress with high heels, I was amazed by the movements of ther wide hips, the bouncing of her tits. My brother was completly hynotized.

TO BE CONTINUED