Bea's Bakery

Chloe Marshall was desperate. She shivered as she walked down Main Street, wrapping her arms around her small frame. It was starting to get cold in November Falls and she couldn't afford a good enough jacket. The past year had been a series of unfortunate events. She had been forced out of her foster home when she turned eighteen and bounced from shelter to shelter, trying to avoid living on the streets until she could move into her freshman dorm at Falls College. She had received a full scholarship, including housing, but she was on her own for books and food. She had used up most of her savings getting to school, and what little she had left on a pile of used textbooks. She also found out that, without a computer, she had missed out on applying to all the on-campus jobs. Her advisor had suggested visiting the downtown area, to see if anyone was hiring. Which was how she found herself here, shivering as she canvassed Main Street for openings.

November Falls was a small town, mostly housing the college. All the businesses were small and local. Chloe could not see a "Help Wanted" sign anywhere. It had been two days since she last ate, and she would do anything, but so far, the grocery store, the bookstore, and the local pub had no openings. Her last hope was the bakery at the end of Main Street. It was a little further than she wanted to walk everyday, but the idea of free coffee and pastries was a definite plus.

Raindrops started to fall as she hustled down the streets, falling fast. Chloe yelped at the cold water and then started to run down the street. Within a minute she was soaked. She ran until she saw the pink building up ahead, "Bea's Bakery," printed on the sign. The bakery was housed in a Victorian house, with an apartment above and the bakery below. Even in the rain, the building looked cheery, warm, and welcoming. Chloe rushed in, the door tinkling, announcing her arrival.

The inside was cozy and warm, displays of cakes, cookies, and pastries lined up. Chloe's mouth watered as she looked at the decorated cakes, the butter croissants, the leaf-shaped sugar cookies. No one was behind the counter, and all the tables were empty. As she looked around, a voice sounded from the back. "We're closed, you'll have to come back another time!"

Chloe winced. Not only had she created puddles in the entryway, but they were closed! "I'm sorry!" she shouted back. "But can I help clean up after myself? I tracked water inside."

She heard a shuffling in the back and then a woman emerged from the back, carrying a stack of towels. "Oh my goodness! My name's Bea, I'm the owner. Please don't worry about it, let's get you dried up!" Chloe looked, transfixed by the woman in front her. Bea was older, at least sixty-five, and had to be the largest woman Chloe had ever seen. She was at least six foot tall and all of her was very rounded and soft. Behind her apron, Chloe could see the shape of Bea's thick hips and thighs, and robust curve of her belly. Bea's hair was white and pulled into a low bun. But her breasts were what pulled Chloe's eyes the most. They were enormous, barely contained by her dress and apron. They looked immensely pillowy, like great mounds of clouds. Chloe looked at her with big eyes and stuttered, "I-I'm s-s-sorry. M-m-y name's Chloe Marshall. I-It was pouring outside and I-I was w-w-walking..."

Bea rushed to the small shivering figure before her. Chloe was small, only about 5 foot, and from what Bea could see, much too thin. She had a mousy, brown bob and was very pale, her skin sallow and peaked. Bea clucked as she started to fuss over the young girl, patting her hair with a towel. "Oh sweetness, what were you doing outside in a storm like this?"

"I-I wanted t-t-to apply for a job, if y-y-you had any op-openings," Chloe stuttered. Bea up close was unlike anyone she had ever seen. Being so large, she was bit intimidating, but she exuded such a warm, comforting energy, Chloe couldn't help but like her. And as she fussed over her, she could smell the scents of cookies and sugar on her skin.

"Oh my, well let's get you nice and warmed up, and then we can talk about it. How would you feel about a a glass of milk and cookies?"

Chloe nodded appreciatively. "T-that would b-be amazing, t-thank you!" Bea led her to one the of the cafe tables.

"Now, sweetness, I'll come back with a change of clothes and a blanket, why don't you take your wet ones off so I can dry them? And while they're drying we can talk about the job, and you can have a treat." Chloe hesitated but then nodded and began to peel her soaked jacket off. Bea went to the back, Chloe could hear her moving around as she shucked off her shirt, jeans, socks, and wet shoes. Bea came back with a large t-shirt and a pink blanket, She handed Chloe the t-shirt, only briefly glancing at the eighteen year-old's sheer white bra, and then tucked the blanket around her. She then picked up the wet laundry and went back to the back. Chloe heard the dryer start and then watched Bea return with a plate of snickerdoodles and a tall glass of milk.

"Here we go, sweetness," Bea cooed, placing the treats down. "Eat up and we'll chat."

Chloe bit into a cookie and moaned. It was still warm from the oven and perfectly sweet and soft. She devoured it but as she she reached for the next one, felt a large hand pause her.

"Don't rush, sweetness, have some milk first. Then you can have another one," Bea instructed.

Chloe complied, sipping the milk. It was unlike any milk she had ever tried, sweet and rich. She sipped and sighed, letting the milk fill her empty stomach. Bea smiled at her, seeing the pale, hungry girl eat and drink satiated her maternal side.

"Now, I, could use some help up front at the cash register on the weekends. It would be early hours, from six to ten, on Saturday, Sunday, Monday. Are you at Falls College?"

"Yes, ma'm," Chloe nodded, excitedly. She wanted to work at this cozy bakery, with this woman, who was so kind.

"Could you do those hours, sweetness? You're in college, won't you want to stay out late on the weekend? Go to parties?"

"Oh no, ma'm. I'm not much of a partier, and I like being up early."

"Well, if that's the case, welcome aboard! I have some paperwork to fill out, and then you can start on Saturday. And I want this place to feel like a family, so please don't call me ma'm. Why don't you call me Mommy Bea? I'll be like your college mom."

Chloe flushed. How did Bea know she craved a family, someone maternal? "Okay, Mommy Bea. Thank you so much, I can't wait for Saturday! I promise, I'll be a great employee."

Bea smiled gently at her. "I have no doubts, sweetness."

***

On Saturday, Chloe arrived at 5:30 am, ready to work. Her luck had not turned around since she was last at the bakery. She still didn't have enough money for food and she was forced to wear the same outfit she had worn the last time she was here, because it was the only outfit of hers that was kind of clean. She knocked on the door of the bakery, shivering in the cool morning air, and waited until Bea opened it. Bea was dressed in a fifties-style pink dress, with a white frilly apron. Her cleavage was again spilling out, pushed up by the cut of the dress and framed by the frills of the apron. She immediately leaned down to hug Chloe, wrapping her up in her sugar cookie smell.

"You're here, sweetness! And early!"

Chloe smiled up at her. "I wanted to make a good first impression. I'm so thankful for this job, you have no idea!"

Bea looked down at the girl. She was still too thin and she noticed, dressed in the same ratty outfit as before.

"And what a great start, sweetness! But we do need to get a uniform for you. Why don't you have a treat and a glass of milk why I get those together? We don't open until 7, so you have plenty of time to have a little snack." Bea ushered her in and went back to the kitchen for a fresh slice of coffee cake and another tall glass of milk. Chloe's mouth watered for the sweet, decadent treats.

"Thank you, ma'm!" She piped, leaning forward to grab the glass of milk.

Bea's hand paused her, as she glared down at the girl. "Sweetness, what did you call me? Remember what I said?"

Chloe stared up at her, her heart beating. "I'm sorry! I meant, thank you, Mommy Bea!"

Bea smiled at her and removed her hand, moving it to Chloe's head to stroke hair. "Good girl, sweetness. Now, let's see about that uniform..."

Chloe's core warmed as she heard, "good girl." She wanted so desperately to have someone like Bea to take care of her. It had been such a long time since anyone cared. She sipped from the glass, the milk was the same strangely pleasant taste as before. Sweet, rich, and very comforting. She suspected Bea must use goat or sheep milk. The coffee cake was the best she had ever had. The crumb had flavors of rich butter, nutmeg, and cinnamon and the cake was light and delicate, almost melting on her tongue. She tried to eat and drink as slowly as possible, but still finished in less than five minutes.

Bea came back and saw the empty plate and glass. "Oh, I guess you liked that! I'll get you more while you try this on." She showed Chloe a dress and apron that matched hers, baby pink and frilly with a pair of Mary Jane flats. "You can change in the bathroom, and don't forget the shoes!"

Clad in her new uniform, Bea gave her more milk and coffee cake and then showed her around the bakery, showing her the back room where Bea baked all of the pastries, how to work the register, and serve the customers. It was a bit overwhelming for Chloe, but Bea assured her that she could make as many mistakes as she needed to. Chloe stressed when the customers came in, but with Bea's help, fell into a rhythm, taking orders, serving pastries, and ringing people up. Bea would come from the back every so often to chat with her and the guests, and bring Chloe more milk to drink during her shift. When Chloe left, she felt happy for the first time in awhile, belly full of milk, full and content.

For the next month, Chloe worked hard at Bea's Bakery on the weekends and went to classes during the week. The money she earned from Bea's went mostly to school supplies, but was also enough for a meal here and there. Chloe could tell Bea was concerned about her eating. At the start of her shift, Bea always fed her pastries and milk, and then kept her milk glass full throughout her shift. She even encouraged Chloe to stop by after classes for a snack and milk during the week. Chloe took her up on her offer, she couldn't admit it, but she was becoming a bit addicted to the flavor of Bea's milk. She had even splurged on some goat milk at the grocery store to see if it was the same, but it was nowhere near as sweet and rich as Bea's.

But Chloe's luck was short lasting. After six weeks of working at Bea's, she returned to her dorm after her Monday shift, to find her room flooded. School officials said it was a burst pipe. Because she had the worst luck in the world, it only impacted Chloe's room and unfortunately, the rest of the dorms were at capacity. Scared and shocked, Chloe gathered what little she had and ran to the only place she could think of.

Bea was upstairs in her apartment after a busy Monday when she heard the frantic knocking at the bakery door. She ran down to see a sobbing Chloe, slumped against the front door, carrying a worn duffle bag and her backpack.

"Oh sweetness, what happened? What's wrong?"

Chloe was crying too hard to speak. Bea swept her up in her arms and carried her upstairs to her apartment above the bakery. Sitting on the couch, Bea cradled Chloe against her, letting the petite girl cry.

"It's ok, sweetness. Whatever it is, I'll help you. It will be ok," Bea shushed and rocked her until Chloe calmed down enough to talk.

"Mommy Bea, my dorm room flooded! And there's no other housing on campus, and I can't afford off-campus. I have nowhere to go! I don't want to be homeless again and I'm so scared," Chloe eyes filled up again.

"Oh sweet girl! We'll figure it out, it's ok, please don't cry!" Bea said. But Chloe was already weeping again, her body consumed again by her racking sobs. Bea tried to calm her down, but nothing was working, Bea could see that Chloe was going to have a full panic attack, she was so overcome by stress and emotion. Finally, Bea shifted the girl in her arms, so she was cradled under Bea's enormous left breast.

"Sweetness, I need to calm you down. You have to trust me, you're too worked up, you need to be calmed. Let Mommy Bea take care of you right now. Let Mommy Bea help." Chloe could barely hear her over the sounds of her own desperate sobs.

Bea lowered the right sleeve of her dress down, revealing a nude nursing bra. She then lowered front panel of her bra down, exposing a fat nipple, so that it was hovering right above Chloe's mouth. In one quick motion, she pinched Chloe's nose, causing her to gasp and shoved her nipple in Chloe's mouth. She kept Chloe's nose pinched and Chloe, trapped under the weight of Bea's enormous breast, struggled to breathe, opening her mouth wide to try to take a breathe, but only pulling more the breast in her mouth. As she struggled, moisture began to drip on her tongue. As more came, she realized Bea's breast was leaking milk! Soon enough milk filled her mouth that she had to swallow. When Bea heard the gulp, she released Chloe's nose and cradled Chloe's head closer to her breast.

Finally able to breathe, Chloe struggled to get out from under Bea's breast. Finding no way, she passively let the nipple drip into her mouth. Soon she had to swallow again. Through her shock, she registered that this was the milk she had been drinking for the last six weeks at the bakery. All of those glasses of milk were Bea's breastmilk! As more and more dripped into her mouth, Chloe's mouth began watering. Even though she didn't want this, she loved the taste of Bea's milk and had been craving it everyday for weeks. She tried to resist but soon gave into her craving and instinctually began to nurse from the nipple. Each suck released more milk into her mouth, the fresh, warm, sweet taste comforting her and urging her to drink more.

Chloe was soon happily sucking, taking long pulls from Bea's breast. Seeing her submit to the comfort, Bea stroked her hair and sighed. It had been a long time since anyone had drank directly from her and she Chloe's suckling caused a spark of pleasure that moved from her nipple directly to her cunt. Bea could feel herself getting wet as she continued to let the young girl drink from her. When Chloe had initially come in, Bea wanted nothing more than to get the girl healthy. She knew her milk was full of important vitamins and minerals that could help. A smaller, secret part of her also knew she loved hearing Chloe call her, "Mommy Bea," and loved the idea of her own sweet, innocent baby girl to take care of. Chloe, wide-eyed, pale, slight, and innocent, was perfect.

Chloe was lost in the flavor of Bea's milk. She felt buoyant and cherished as she continued to suckle. She drank more and more, the reservoir of Bea's breast seemingly endless. With each pul, Chloe began to feel a warmth in her pussy. She couldn't deny that having Bea take care of her had been a fantasy for her. Bea was so maternal and Chloe was desperate for someone to fill that role. She was also attracted Bea's round, womanly body and it seemed to envelope her whenever they hugged. Chloe rubbed her legs together as her fantasy raged on in her mind while her mouth filled with milk.

Bea was becoming more and more heated as Chloe continued to nurse. She looked down and saw the girl rubbing her legs together. Should she? she wondered. If Chloe wanted this, shouldn't she give her what she wanted? Slowly, she moved her hand down to the zipper of Chloe's pants and lowered the zipper, sliding her fingers inside Chloe's jeans. She immediately felt Chloe's warmth, her pussy was wet and leaking. Bea started stroking Chloe's folds through her underwear, her thick fingers rubbing against the wet cotton.

Chloe gasped against her breast in her mouth. She paused her sucking, thinking, trying to figure out why this was wrong, why she could stop this. But she was too tired to argue. She wanted to feel good, wanted Bea to make her feel better, wanted Bea to take care of her. Why stop something that felt so good?

Bea felt Chloe pause and return to sucking, thrusting her hips against Bea's fingers.

"Good girl, Chloe. Mommy Bea's going to make you feel better. Just drink and let Mommy Bea take care of you, ok? That's good, keep drinking Mommy Bea's milk."

Bea slipped her fingers under Chloe's underwear. Her finger glided through the wetness of the girl's folds, circling and rubbing the clit. She could smell the fresh, musky sweetness of Chloe's juices, feel them coating her hand as she gently but firmly circled her clit, pressing Chloe against her breast. Every pull Chloe made on the nipple caused Bea to press on her clit, connecting them in a receptive cycle of wet, sweet, pleasure. Both sighed and moaned as fell fully into their haze of lust, their small world of warmth and connection.

Chloe came with a long pull of Bea's nipple and then a gasping moan and whimper, her mouth falling from the breast, her body shaking softly as she was lost in a fog of euphoric pleasure. Bea stroked her, feeling the gush of Chloe's orgasm, before removing her fingers and licking the sweet juices from them. Chloe watched her and then, leaned up and pressed her lips to Bea's. Tasting herself on Bea's tongue, Chloe kissed Bea, trying to convey with her lips and tongue how much she loved that moment.

"Baby girl, we need to talk," Bea whispered against Chloe's lips. Chloe nodded and then pulled away, leaving Bea's mouth with a few soft pecks.

"First though, let's take off our clothes. I want to feel your skin against mine. I've been waiting so long for this to happen, sweetness."

Chloe smiled and unzipped her jeans, letting them and her underwear drop. She slid out of her jacket and shirt while Bea lifted her dress over head, unclasping her nursing bra and shimmying out of her underwear. The two were a study of contrasts- Chloe's body was slight and underfed, her stomach concave and her breasts modest and perky. Bea was round and robust, the wide curve of her hips leading to thick, soft thighs, her stomach round and plush, and her large breasts hanging, decorated by large, eraser-like nipples. Bea laid back down on couch, reaching her arms out for Chloe who immediately laid on top her, her head tucked under Bea's chin. Bea grabbed the nearest blanket and wrapped them up. Chloe was immersed in Bea's sugar cookie smell, her pillowy soft body. Her body became pliant as it rested upon Bea's, her heartbeat slowing, her muscles loose. Bea stroked Chloe's back and began.

"When I was your age, I started to spontaneously lactate. No one knew why, I was never pregnant. I kept it a secret but I had to pump everyday, and I was producing a lot of milk, even back then. One day, I was decorating a birthday cake for a client, and I ran out of milk for my frosting. I decided to use some of my breastmilk instead. The client returned after the birthday and said it was the best cake they had ever had, especially the frosting. Ever since, I've been using my milk in my baking. I even make butter out of it. I produce gallons of breastmilk a day now, every year I keep producing more and more. This year, I was having to throw some away again, until you came in. You looked so thin, sweetness, and I just wanted you healthy. I've been giving you my milk to try to help."

"Mommy Bea, I love the taste of your milk. And I was shocked initially, but..." Chloe paused, biting her lip.

"Sweetness, you can tell me anything. I promise, I won't judge you."

Chloe took a deep breath. "I... I don't only like the flavor. I like nursing from you. I never had a mother, I've been alone my whole life. And you make me feel so cared for, but you're also the most beautiful woman I've ever met and I just... I'm so attracted to you. I want to be your lover and keep working with you at the bakery and I also want you to be my Mommy. And I think it's too much to ask and..."

Bea silenced her with a kiss. "Sweetness, it's not too much. I want all of that. I want you to move in here and live with me as my girlfriend. And you can keep working at the bakery. And I'll nurse you and take care of you like a mother would. I want it all. I'm so in love with you and I can't help but want to make all of your problems go away."

Chloe's eyes filled up with tears. Finally! Finally she found what she was looking for. "I love you too, Mommy."

Bea kissed her again. Chloe moved so she was straddling Bea's round belly, her legs spread wide over the curvature. Chloe began to kiss her way down Bea's neck and torso, planting little sweet kisses on her breasts and belly, until she reached her target. Bea's cunt was covered by her untamed bush, the pubic hair white and curly. Bea moved her thighs up, exposing her full cunt to Chloe. It was red and weeping under the hair, with a fat clit poking out. Chloe could smell Bea's sugar cookie scent but it was mixed with the almost spicy smell of her cunt.

Bea traced a finger around her clit and parted her hanging lips. "Sweetness, Mommy would love if you would use your little tongue on my cunt. Do you want to taste your Mommy?"

Chloe leaned down and then took a cautious lick at Bea's center. Her mouth was soon enveloped with Bea's musky, sweet, spicy flavor, rich and complex like mulled wine. She soon began to lap excitedly at the cunt, savoring the Bea's juices. Her cunt was a reservoir of sweet wetness, decorated with white, curly hairs. Chloe let her tongue glide through the thick folds, tasting the syrup now eagerly flowing into her mouth. Bea let go of her thighs, letting them gently fall around Chloe, trapping her between them and her cunt. Chloe felt the soft pressure of Bea's thighs surround her and moaned into Bea, the sound vibrating around her clit, and continued her licking, Her tongue soon found Bea's clit and she started sucking on it like Bea's nipples, taking long, deep pulls from the fat bud, her tongue rubbing against it.

"Yes, sweetness, you're making Mommy feel so good. Mommy loves your tongue on her cunt, Mommy loves how you're sucking her clit. Drink from me, sweetness, let Mommy give you more to drink."

Chloe buried her face deeper into Bea's cunt, her mouth fastened on Bea's clit, sucking deeper and deeper. She could hear Bea panting and groaning, her belly trembling agains the top of Chloe's head. Bea's pleasure was more exciting to Chloe than anything she had ever experienced- she loved being able to give this caring woman pleasure and happiness. She felt that it was the only thing she wanted to do with the rest of her life, serve Bea while Bea took care of her. And it didn't hurt that Bea tasted so good, the best treat other than her milk.

With one last pull, Chloe felt Bea gush, more of that spicy rich flavor flooding her mouth. Bea was moaning her name as she shook through her orgasm, she could feel her breasts leaking as she let her cunt juice fill Chloe's mouth.

"Oh you good girl. Such a good girl for mommy. Everyday, I'll feed you from my breasts and my cunt. You'll have so much to drink, I"ll make you strong and healthy with my milk and my juices."

Chloe smiled and rested her check against Bea's mound looking up at her loving. "Thank you, mommy."

***

Chloe cancelled her residency at the college (not that they had anywhere for her to go) and moved in with Bea. She also started working at the bakery after classes, eager to help out Mommy Bea whenever she could. Bea was overjoyed to have someone and loved being able to better take care of Chloe. She nursed Chloe often, every morning, at lunch, and for at least an hour in the evening. After a few months, Chloe was a healthier weight, her cheeks began to fill out, her body even developing slight curves. Whenever the regulars at the cafe asked what she was doing, Chloe just said it was a better diet and Bea's "sweet treats." Chloe's breasts had also gotten larger. Two months into living with Bea, Chloe asked her if she could help her start lactating. After three months of wearing a breast pump and letting Bea dry nurse from her, Chloe had started producing some milk which she used exclusively for Bea. She had never been more happy than when she was finally able to fill up a glass of milk for Bea to have with her cookies.

On their six month anniversary, Chloe woke up turned on, her pussy wet and dripping. Bea's mouth was at work between her thighs, eagerly licking and sucking at her pussy. Chloe moaned wriggled against Bea's slurping mouth. "Oh Mommy, that feels so good. Mommy, yes, mommy!"

Bea smiled and looked up. "Good Morning, sweetness. Happy six-month anniversary." she said and then went back to eating at Chloe's pussy. Chloe's flavor was musky, fresh, and abundant. As soon as Bea began to lick, Chloe's pussy had weeped and gushed into her mouth, giving Bea a morning feast. Chloe trembled and writhed against the older woman's onslaught. She reached up to her breasts and started to rub her nipples, letting the drops of milk leak down. Chloe then began to squeeze and pull at her nipples, spraying Bea with her milk, letting her milk mix with her wetness, and soaking Bea's face in both.

Bea moaned deeply, tasting Chloe's sweet milk. Chloe's milk was lighter and more subtle than her own, but Bea loved its delicate sweetness. Since Chloe had begun feeding her, Bea seemed to have a glow around her. Her skin was lush and dewy, her hair thick and shiny. Bea hoped in time they could increase Chloe's milk production enough to add the pastries, but she loved having it to herself for now. The combination of Chloe's milk and juices was delicious and soon her eager lapping had Chloe coming, screaming "Mommy!" as she flooded Bea's mouth, more milk dripping from her tits.

Gasping, Chloe watched as Bea licked the milk from her belly then took a pull from her nipple. She laid next to her on her side, kissing her and letting Chloe taste her own mix of milk and pussy. Chloe started to pull away and crawl down to service Bea, but Bea stopped her, pulling her back up for another kiss.

"I want you to wait to eat Mommy until tonight. I have an anniversary surprise for you."

"Really, Mommy? What is it?"

"In due time, pet," Bea said, hushing her. "Now, come nurse for a bit before work. Mommy's tits are bursting."

***

Bea and Chloe spent the day working, each giving the other glasses of their milk throughout the day as normal. Their customers did notice them sneaking into the back a few times and could hear the women giggling and kissing before Chloe returned to front, straightening her apron, cheeks flushed and lips swollen. At the end of the day, Chloe finished locked the door and shut the blinds. Bea came from behind and hugged her, leaning down to kiss her neck.

"Are you ready for your surprise, sweetness?"

Chloe nodded eagerly, looking around.

"It's upstairs, dear. Come turn off the lights and follow me."

Chloe watched Bea's round ass climbing the stairs to their apartment. She loved Bea's abundant curves, loved the feeling of being swallowed by them, sinking into Bea's warm embraces. She knew people at school whispered about their relationship, finding the pairing between the slight, young college student, and voluptuous, mature bakery owner strange, but she loved that they were different. And she mostly loved Bea. No whispers could change that.

At the top of the landing, Bea brought her to her side and then put her hands over Chloe's eyes, walking them slowly into the apartment. She dropped her hands and Chloe gasped.

"Mommy, is that-"

"Yes, pet. Your favorite. Triple chocolate cake with ganache and dark chocolate frosting."

About four months ago, Bea had experimented with a new chocolate cake recipe, letting Chloe taste her new creations. They had decided on a fudgy, mocha chocolate recipe for the bakery, but the triple chocolate with ganache was Chloe's favorite. Rich beyond measure, the cake was a masterpiece of chocolate. The one in front of her was giant- at least five layers, 16 inches round, with heaps of rich frosting. A heart was drawn in milk chocolate on the top.

"Oh Mommy. It's beautiful. Thank you for doing this, I love it."

Bea turned Chloe towards her. "Of course, darling. Happy anniversary, I love you."

Chloe smiled at her lover. "I love you so much, Mommy. I never knew...I could love someone like this."

Bea leaned down and kissed her for a long time, both them trying to communicate their love and gratefulness that they found one another. Bea finally broke away, still holding Chloe's face in her palm.

"Now, sweetness, there's a bit more to this surprise. Remember how Mommy wanted you to wait to eat her until now?" Chloe nodded, eyes wide as she considered what Bea was saying. "That's right, sweetness," Bea cooed. "You're going to eat this cake from me. It will be your own special chocolate pussy cake."

Chloe felt her heart beat quicken as Bea lead her closer to the table. Bea helped her remove her work uniform and then she watched as Bea removed her own, kicking off her shoes, before climbing on the table. Bea straddled the giant chocolate cake, hovering her hairy cunt over the heart at the center.

"Are you ready, pet? Are you ready for Mommy to sit on this big cake? Mommy's going to get so messy, she'll need her baby girl to clean her up."

Chloe could feel her pussy flood as she watched Bea's cunt get closer to the cake. "Mommy... yes, Mommy. I'll clean you up. Let me have this treat, please, Mommy."

Bea smiled widely at her. "So you shall, darling." And she slowly lowered herself on the large, chocolate cake.

Her weight pressed down, frosting, cake, and ganache smashed upwards, covering her pussy and spreading around her thick, round ass, smashing deep into the crack. Chloe's mouth watered as she watched the chocolate cover Bea's milky soft skin. Bea watched the young girl stare at her, transfixed by her sitting on the large chocolate cake. She wiggled around, feeling the cool frosting sink into her crevices. She reached down and grabbed smashed cake, smearing it down her dripping nipples and stomach, covering her whole torso in rich chocolate.

"Does Mommy look yummy, my sweetness?" Bea asked, smiling at dumbstruck girl.

Chloe couldn't speak, she was so focused on the sight of the cake spread around Bea's thighs, the rich chocolate smell blending with Bea's sweet cookie smell.

"Oh darling, I can tell you need feeding. Come feed from me, clean me up, eat up all this cake." Bea lifted her knees and rested her heels on the counter. She was covered in chocolate from her chest to the top of her crack. Chloe felt herself drooling as she approached her lover. She wrapped her arms around Bea's thighs and without hesitation, dove into Bea's pussy, licking cake and frosting from the crevices where her mound met her thighs, Her face was covered in chocolate almost immediately. She could hear herself make yummy sounds as she gorged on the rich ganache, sucking it from the hairy cunt. Bea squeezed her weeping nipples, shooting breast milk down over her belly, to mix with the chocolate mess below. Chloe was lapping furiously, eating cake from inside Bea's pussy, around the clit, tasting Bea's spicy wetness and sweet milk blend with the taste of cake. She had never experienced a more perfect flavor. She heard herself moan, "Mommy, mommy, give me more!" between the strokes of her tongue. Bea smiled at her young lover and raised her hips, lifting her ass towards Chloe's face.

"Sweetness, here's more cake for you. Clean up Mommy's ass. Eat up all my chocolate from my ass, mmmkay?" Chloe slowly moved her tongue down. The flavor was different down here, more earthy, a savory addition to the chocolate. But it was just as yummy. She moaned as she licked up and down Bea's crack, eating the rich chocolate cake, sucking it from Bea's hairy ass.

Bea moaned and thrust her hips towards Chloe's face. She stroked her clit as Chloe licked up and down her crack.

"Good girl, Chloe. What a good eater you are. But now, I need you to eat my hole. But I want you do it a special way, okay?"

Chloe lifter her chocolate-smeared face from between Bea's thighs. "What do you want me to do, Mommy?"

Bea reached over and took a piece of the chocolate cake spread around her. "We still have so much cake left, sweetness. Why don't you eat some from mommy's asshole?" Bea took her finger and shoved it in her hole squishing cake deep in her ass. Chloe watched with wide eyes as Bea repeated the process over and over, filling her ass until it was overflowing with chocolate. "There we go, baby. Now you have more cake to eat. Eat from my ass, sweetie. Eat all the cake."

Chloe's pussy and tits were dripping as she lowered her face back down to Bea's crack, to taste Bea's filthy treat. Bea's hole was leaking chocolate crumbs and smeared with globs of icing. Chloe stroked her tongue around the rim and slowly began to dip it in and out, tasting bits of sweet cake and the unique, sweaty flavor of Bea's hole. With each shallow plunge, she became more desperate for the flavor and soon began scooping cake into her mouth, burying her face into the sticky softness of Bea's thighs. She was gasping and panting with delight as she fed, gorging herself on rich cake and Bea's clutching channel.

Bea stroked her clit and luxuriated in the sweet depravity of the moment. Her sweet girl was feeding from her ass, eating her food from her hole. She considered a future in which Chloe only ate from Bea, milk from her breasts, food from her pussy and ass. The filthy daydream spurred her finger to go faster, a gush of wetness coming from her pussy, dripping down to Chloe's desperate lips that were sucking on her hole as her tongue excavated all the cake. She rubbed faster, her pussy gushing more and more. Chloe was groaning into her ass now, the taste of her mommy's pussy adding to bitter taste of ganache and ass.

"That's it baby, keep eating. You're doing so good, baby girl. Mommy's going to cum and when she does, you can have some milk to wash everything down, okay? Just keep licking, keep eating up all that cake."

Bea seized up as an enormous orgasm overtook her. Her cunt flooded and sprayed as she screamed Chloe's name. Chloe kept lapping from her hole, eating the last of the cake out of Bea's ass as she felt Bea shake and shiver around her head. Chloe loved the feeling of Bea coming while she was still between her thighs. The soft, pillowy thighs shaking against her head, the desperate thrusts of Bea's hips were magical to her. She started cleaning Bea's orgasm from her pussy and thighs, tonguing her through the aftershocks. At last she, came up and laid her sticky face against Bea's bosom.

Bea leaned down for a kiss and then pulled Chloe down the hall and into the shower. She washed her, and then herself, removing the last of the sticky cake from their bodies. Then naked, they went to bed, Chloe cradled against her bosom. Bea stroked her hair as she put her fat nipple in Chloe's mouth. Chloe made small delicate sucks, letting streams of Bea's warm, sweet milk fill her mouth, washing down the lingering taste of chocolate cake. Bea reached down to stroke her pink pussy as she nursed, gentle circles, bringing Chloe to soft orgasm after orgasm, the euphoria blending with the comfort of Bea's teat.

"Oh sweet girl, you did so good. You did so good eating from mommy. I love you so much, sweetness. Mommy can't wait to feed you all her cakes just like that. I think you'll take all your treats from mommy's ass from now on, okay?" Chloe cooed and nodded sleepily against Bea's chest, Bea's words filling her with excitement and warmth.

Bea smiled. "I will always be good to you, sweetness. Mommy knows exactly what you need. And you are such a good girl, taking what Mommy gives you, doing your best to please your Mommy."

Chloe's body was in absolute relaxation as she suckled. She was back to feeling weightless, tied down only to her mommy. She suckled and cooed, held tightly against her mommy's breasts, listening to Bea's sweet murmurs. Soon, Bea would pull her up and Chloe would cradle her as she nursed from her tits. And then tomorrow, Chloe would get to spend another day with her mommy, no longer desperate, just happy and cared for as she always wanted to be.