Helping Each Others Needs

Aaron woke up to the sound of his eight-month-old baby brother, Joey, crying. It was his own fault; he always closed his bedroom door at night to muffle out the crying, but he forgot to this time. It only lasted a couple of minutes before he heard his mother go to the nursery and the crying stopped, most likely because he was being breastfed.

Aaron sat up on the edge of his bed, looked at the time to see it was 630am and turned off the alarm on the phone he had on the nightstand so it wouldn't go off at 7am. He was wearing his pajama pants and an old t-shirt and decided it was good enough for now until he had to change in an hour. He left his room, washed up in the bathroom, and headed downstairs to the kitchen to turn on the coffee for him and his mother.

He assumed she was in the nursery with the baby, but he found her sitting at the kitchen table with her shirt open and feeding him there, while the coffee maker was filling the pot. He was used to seeing her do this by now, but it didn't mean it never took him by surprise. It was, after all, his mother's naked breast out in the open, even if there was a baby's head in the way.

"Sorry, but I wanted to get the coffee ready for us, so I came down here to do this," said Vicky, his mother.

"It's alright, Mom, I had to get up anyway," he told her. "If it makes it easier for you, next time just call for me to get it ready for you so you don't have to worry about it."

"I thought about it, but I didn't want to wake you up."

"It doesn't matter; that little guy will wake me up regardless."

He made himself a bowl of cereal while he waited for the coffee to be ready and made his mother a bowl when she asked for one. When the coffee was ready, he made them both a cup, just the way they both liked it. He set her coffee mug and cereal bowl down in front of her so she could get to it, then he sat down with his own cereal and coffee and began his breakfast. A few minutes later, baby Joey was done with his own breakfast, and Vicky was ready to put him in the high chair.

"I'm putting him away," said Vicky.

"OK."

Aaron averted his eyes as his mother removed the baby from her breast to put him in the high chair. She then let Aaron know when she buttoned up her shirt so he could look at her again.

There was an agreement between them that whenever Vicky had to expose herself fully when breastfeeding the baby, she would let him know so he could turn his head until it was over. He had no problem seeing her breastfeed the baby with an open shirt like she did just now. Growing up alone together, he had seen her almost naked plenty of times. She even enjoyed wearing very revealing bikinis in front of him or wearing dresses which showed plenty of cleavage. But he had never seen her fully naked, and that's where a line had to be drawn.

Vicky obviously was comfortable with being somewhat undressed in front of her son. It happens from time to time, and they were adults about it. She had even seen him almost naked a few times over the years. But she did not want her son to see her completely topless, so she didn't mind warning him when she was about to take out her breast to feed the baby or when she was done and had to put him away.

Aaron actually didn't mind seeing his mother exposed like this. He may never have seen her naked, but from what he could tell, she had a nice pair of breasts for a woman her age and didn't mind taking the occasional look when she breastfed. When she did this, it did show a little more skin than her standard bikinis, so it was hard not to notice. He did feel bad about looking at his mother this way, especially when the baby's head was in the way like that, but he couldn't help it.

Vicky had just turned 40 years old a few months ago. She had long black hair, a slim body from always working out, and a good pair of 34DD breasts. Her ass got a little bigger over the years, something she couldn't do anything about, but it did have a good round shape that worked well for her. She did gain some baby weight during her pregnancy but immediately went to work shedding it off plus a few extra pounds. She said just because she was a mom again at her age, she didn't want to be a standard-looking mom. She wanted to be considered a 'hot mom' or a MILF, something Aaron wished she never said to him.

Aaron was 22 years old, in his last year of college. He was tall with dark hair, muscular but not overly done, and currently had the 6th highest GPA in his class and was working hard to get his ranking up a little more. Vicky had him right after high school; in fact, she was 3 months pregnant with him at her graduation. His father was her high school boyfriend at the time. They tried to make it work after high school, even getting married. But they were young and naïve at the time, and as soon as they got married, they realized it was a big mistake. They were always arguing and had nothing in common with each other than the baby they had. A couple of years later, they decided to finally get a divorce.

Vicky became Aaron's primary caretaker, while his father mostly sent child support payments. He was around more when Aaron was younger, but as soon as he got remarried and had other kids of his own, Aaron didn't see him as much after that. After high school, he did see him a lot more, as his father wanted to reconnect with him, but by then it was far too late. They got along well, but their relationship wasn't perfect.

"So, today's the day. Are you worried?" Aaron asked.

"No, not at all," said Vicky. "Of course, I'm going to miss the little guy like crazy, and I'm going to be a big nuisance calling his father ten times a day to make sure he's ok, but I'll be fine. George deserves to spend more time with his baby."

George was Vicky's ex-lover who got her pregnant six months into their relationship. The problem was that George was also her married boss. Vicky was a paralegal at his firm, where he was senior partner. She knew it was wrong to have an affair with a married man, but they couldn't resist each other. The next thing she knew, she was pregnant, he had to confess to his wife about the affair, and the whole situation just blew up. He got divorced, and they tried to make the relationship work for the baby's sake, but it didn't work out for them either.

Aaron was not happy to find this out about his own mother, but he was at least glad Vicky wasn't involved with George anymore. He was only tolerant of George now because at least he was trying to be a good father and be in his kid's life, which is a lot more than what his own father ever tried to do when he was growing up. And from what he had seen, he was doing a good job taking care of little Joey whenever he saw them.

Vicky did have a good relationship with Joey's father despite how things ended with them. She wasn't going to get back together with him, no matter how many times he suggested it. She did consider it because she thought it might be good for Joey, but then she remembered that was the reason she got married the first time, and it didn't work out too well for her back then, so she decided against it. But despite everything, they were still cordial with each other for the baby's sake.

There was an agreement that she would be Joey's primary caretaker and he would pay child support, but he still got to see Joey whenever he wanted, which she always let him. After eight long months, Vicky had agreed to let George have Joey for the weekend to spend more time with his son. It wasn't easy for her, but she had seen how responsible George was with Joey and how well he took care of him during the short periods he spent time with him, so she felt he deserved a chance to watch him without her supervision for one weekend. If it worked out, he would be able to have Joey at his place a lot more.

"I'll miss the little guy too," said Aaron. "Except for the part where he cries and having to change his diapers."

"Or you having to see me almost topless to breastfeed him," Vicky joked.

"I may actually miss that part the next few days," Aaron joked back with her and made her laugh.

"So, when are you taking him to George's place?"

"Around 1pm, just before the snowfall," she replied.

"It's snowing today? I didn't hear anything about it."

Vicky explained how they just reported it on the news late last night. There was a shift in weather patterns that's moving a snowstorm in the northern part of their state down in their direction. But the county they're living in won't get the full extent of the storm, just the outer edge of it. They may see a few inches at most, but nothing else.

"Just in case, I'll get some supplies for us," said Aaron.

"We got pretty much everything here," said Vicky. "Just get us some extra food, especially some snacks, and we should be fine."

"But are you sure it's ok to leave the baby with George during this storm?"

"We're not going to be hit that hard," said Vicky. "Our area is going to be fine."

THE SNOWSTORM

After Vicky dropped little Joey off at George's place and spent twenty-five minutes going over everything with George one last time about what to do to take care of him, she finally left home. She had arrived just in time to help Aaron bring in the groceries he got from the supermarket. She thought he got too much, but he said it was better to be safe than sorry.

He did an inventory of what they needed for the house, and they were just fine in case anything happened. They already had plenty of snow salt leftover from the last snowstorm, and he filled up a gas tank to be ready for the snowblower. They got their snow gear ready for when it was time to clear the driveway, and they also had plenty of firewood in case they decided to use the fireplace. Vicky still thought Aaron was going overboard because she was sure they wouldn't get more than a few inches of snow, but she was glad her son was trying to be as responsible as possible.

Vicky was surprised when they got hit a lot harder with the snow than she realized, and by midnight they had over a foot of snow, and it was still coming down. Now she was very glad her son was being overcautious about it, or else they wouldn't have enough food until it was over. According to the news, many roads were going to be closed for a lot longer than expected until the snowstorm was over and the plow trucks could clear the roads.

With how things were going, this meant Joey may have to stay with his father for a lot longer than they originally expected. She was on the phone with George, who assured her everything would be alright. He had the same setup at his house as they did so he could last a lot longer stuck at home, and he had a lot more baby supplies than what Vicky brought to him, so he should be alright taking care of Joey. She was glad to hear that but was still planning on calling him constantly to make sure the baby was alright.

After dinner, Aaron and Vicky were sitting in the living room getting ready to watch a movie to pass the time when she decided to call George one last time for the night. It took fifteen minutes for her to get off the phone before they could get to the movie.

"Are you going to be alright?" Aaron asked.

"I'm going a little crazy with worry, but Joey is in good hands, so I'll be fine."

"I may not like George that much, but I have to say he's at least responsible with Joey."

They began to watch the movie. They decided to go old school and watch an eighties classic, "Ferris Bueller's Day Off." It was one of their favorite movies from the time period that they had seen together at least a dozen times.

About halfway through, Aaron noticed something going on with his mother. She was trying to hide it, but she was constantly rubbing her chest in an unusual way, and her face kept wincing. He tried to ignore it, but around the movie's pool scene, he noticed she was still doing it, so he paused the movie to make sure she was alright.

"Mom, are you ok?" he asked.

"I'm just fine," she assured him.

"You can tell me if something is wrong. I can handle it."

It was a personal issue, but under the circumstances she figured she might as well be honest with Aaron rather than make him worry.

"I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable, but it's my breasts," she revealed. "I'm a little too engorged right now, and I need to pump soon."

"Oh, I see," said Aaron. "We can stop the movie now if you want to go pump and come back."

"No, I can do it later," she said. "Trust me, I'll be fine. Let's just finish the movie."

They continued watching the movie and had a good laugh at how Ferris was running to get back home in time before his parents came back. They both loved how his sister suddenly had a change of heart about her brother and helped him get out of trouble with the principal. No matter how many times they have seen this movie, they both loved that little part between them.

Afterwards, they watched some TV and talked for a while, and they had some ice cream. Throughout the whole time, Vicky tried to hide her discomfort she was feeling in her breasts from her son, but he was fully aware of the situation. He figured it was best not to bother her about it because constantly bringing up her breasts, even if there was some concern about the situation, would be an uncomfortable subject for both of them. For now, he decided to just let it go.

NEEDING HELP

When the snow stopped falling in the morning, there was about 14 inches of snow on the ground. Aaron spent a few hours shoveling the driveway and helping his neighbors 'clear paths on the sidewalk. It wasn't going to last long, as the weather reported they were going to be hit with more snow later, but at least this would make it easier to shovel later. Many big roads were closed off so they couldn't go to George's house to see the baby, but Vicky kept calling and making sure he was alright. Aaron could tell from the video chats they were having that George was getting a little annoyed with how much she was calling but didn't say anything about it. He knew she was just a concerned mother and just wanted to be sure her baby was alright.

Since last night, Aaron had noticed his mother was still having discomfort in her breasts from the way she was constantly rubbing them and making painful faces. He asked her a few times if she was alright, but she kept saying she was just fine and pretended like nothing was wrong with her.

Aaron could tell she wasn't pumping her breasts for some reason. He wanted to talk to her about it, regardless of how uncomfortable the talk about this subject would be, because he didn't want to see her hurting in any anyway. But he kept putting off talking to her about it because he didn't think it was his place to give her advice about her own body. She was obviously more of the lactating expert than he was, so if she wasn't pumping her breasts for whatever reason, then he would have to trust that she knew what she was doing.

She seemed fine during dinner, so Aaron thought the situation was over. Later that evening, they watched another movie together: one of their favorite sci-fi films, Edge of Tomorrow. About halfway through the film, when Tom Cruise's character was getting stressed out from all the time traveling, he noticed his mother was showing discomfort in her breasts again. Again, she tried to hide it, but she couldn't do it as well with Aaron sitting right next to her.

Near the end of the movie, it was hard for Aaron to concentrate on the final battle of Tom Cruise and the aliens when all he could notice was his mother hurting more. He decided enough was enough; after the film was over, he was going to talk to her about her situation no matter how uncomfortable the talk may be. After the film was finally over, Aaron didn't even wait for the credits to start rolling when he turned off the TV to finally have a talk with his mother.

"Mom, we need to talk about what's going on with you," said Aaron. "Please don't say you're fine like you've been doing since yesterday; I know something is wrong with you."

Vicky realized it was no use lying to Aaron about her situation. She wasn't doing a good job hiding her situation from her son anyway, so she should've known the subject was going to come up eventually.

"Yes, you're right, something is wrong," Vicky confessed. "I'm sorry I tried to hide it, but I thought I could handle it myself."

"It may be an awkward subject to talk about, but we have to talk about it," said Aaron. "From what I can tell, you're not pumping your breasts for some reason, am I right?"

"Yes, you're right, I haven't pumped since early yesterday."

"But why? I may not be an expert on the subject, but from what I heard, it's bad for the milk if you hold out like this and won't be good for Joey when you go back to feeding him."

"You're absolutely right. It's not good for me or the baby if I don't pump for too long."

"Then why aren't you doing it?" Aaron asked.

"I want to, I really do," said Vicky. "But the problem is, I don't have my breast pump."

Vicky explained how she had several containers of her milk ready to give to George to feed the baby. George had baby formula on hand, but she insisted he use her milk for as long as possible. Right before she left the house to drop off Joey, she decided to pump one last time to give George a little extra milk in case he needed it. Afterwards, when she was getting ready to finally leave the house, she must've accidentally put the pump in the nursery bag. She didn't notice this until several hours later when she needed to pump again, but by then the snow was coming down hard and it was too late for her to go back to George's place to get it back.

Without a pump, she realized the only way she could express the milk from her breasts was to gently squeeze it out of her. But it was too painful for her to do it this way, so she couldn't squeeze out that much. She knew some women who could do it very easily with little pain, but for other women like her, it was just too painful to continue. The best way for her was to either use a pump or nurse the baby; she has neither option right now.

She was able to squeeze out a little at a time to get some release, despite the pain, which is why she was able to last this long so far. Now, with a second snowstorm coming, she and George have been talking about keeping Joey with him for a little longer, depending on how bad it was going to be. She did order a new pump online, paying extra for faster delivery, but with the way the snowstorm has been affecting traffic, she wasn't sure it would be delivered on time.

"Ok, I understand the situation," said Aaron. "Is there anything else you can do until then?"

"No, all I can do right now is try to squeeze out the milk a little at a time, even if it hurts me."

"I wish there was something I could do to help you; I don't like seeing you in pain like this," said Aaron.

"I'm sorry, but there's nothing you can do for me," said Vicky. "I just have to take care of this problem on my own."

"Would a shoulder rub help?" Aaron asked. "I used to give them to you occasionally before the baby. You always said it helped you relax."

"Not a bad idea; we could give it a try."

Vicky turned around, removed her shirt, and then lowered the straps of her bra. This was how Aaron used to rub her shoulders before the pregnancy, so he was used to seeing her in a bra when he did this for her. He always began with her neck, then slowly moved out to her shoulders, then back to the neck again, and repeated this method regularly. Vicky closed her eyes and relaxed as her son's strong hands did their magic. She moaned a little from how relaxed she was getting from this; Aaron was glad to hear this because it meant he was doing a good job.

Vicky asked him to also massage her lower back and he did. She was carrying most of her tension there, and massaging that area was helping her a lot. It was even making her forget about the soreness she was feeling before. But that didn't last long, as the pressure she was feeling in her breasts was getting harder to ignore. Aaron was sensing this and got concerned for his mother again.

"Is everything alright, Mom?" Aaron asked. "I thought this was working."

"It was working a little, but it's not enough," she said.

Vicky put her bra straps back up on her shoulders and turned around to face her son. With the situation she was in, there was only one thing that could relieve the pain she was feeling: something she was hoping to avoid. She didn't want to talk to her son about this option, but she didn't have much of a choice.

"Aaron, I need to talk to you about something, and you're not going to like what I'm going to ask of you, but I want you to hear me out first."

"Of course, what do you need, Mom?" Aaron asked.

"First, I have to ask, you don't want to see me in any pain, do you?"

"Of course, I don't," said Aaron. "I hate seeing you in any pain, no matter what kind it may be."

"And you understand that if I let this go on, it won't be good for me or the baby?" she asked. "The milk could get infected if this goes on too long."

"Yes, I am aware of what could happen."

"I'm glad you understand the situation," she said and took a deep breath. "I'm not going to beat around the bush and just tell you what I need from you. I need you to... nurse my breasts."

"Excuse me?" he asked. He heard what she said but needed to be sure he actually heard it.

"The only way to get the milk out right now is for you to suckle on my breasts and drink the milk out of them."

"Ummm," was all Aaron could say for a very long time. He had no idea of how to respond to this request.

"I know this is a very unusual thing to ask of you."

"Very, very unusual," he replied.

"But it could be days before the new pump arrives, assuming it does arrive in this snowstorm. Not only that, I don't know when your baby brother is coming back, because there's a chance he may stay with his father longer than expected, so you're my only option."

Aaron just sat there in silence as he had no idea of how to respond to a request like this. He supposed he should've assumed this was where it was leading considering their situation, and he was aware of the consequences if this went on too long, but it was still hard to consider doing. There was something intriguing to him about this; he admitted to himself that he had developed some kind of attraction to his mother over the last several months, but that didn't mean he ever wanted to act on those feelings in any way.

"I can see you're contemplating this heavily because this is a big ask," said Vicky. "But you're my only hope right now. It will be awkward at first, but we can get over it."

She held his hands as she said this and gave him those puppy dog eyes which were hard for him to get past. He didn't want his mother to hurt like this, and he didn't want the milk ruined for his baby brother, so he decided he would just have to get over any kind of discomfort he may have over something like this and help her.

"Ok, Mom, I understand your situation," said Aaron. "I guess if this is just a one-time situation--"

"Actually, it could be more," said Vicky. "Remember, if this snowstorm lasts longer than expected and I don't get that new pump or if the baby has to stay with his father a little longer, I may need you to do this several times."

"Ok, I understand," said Aaron, realizing he should've known that. "In that case, if this is just a temporary situation, then alright, I'll do it."

Aaron watched his mother's face light up in joy.

"Oh, thank you so much," she said happily.

"But before we begin, how do we do this?" he asked.

Vicky giggled a little.

"Well, son, I know you've slept with a few women, and I'm sure you're like most men who enjoy sucking on a woman's breasts during sex, so--"

"No, I get the concept of how suckling the milk out of you might work," said Aaron. "I mean, I'm much bigger than you; you can't just hold me like a baby."

"I had thought of that," said Vicky. "I think the best way to do this is for me to sit on your lap."

"I guess that's the only way to do it."

"I hope this doesn't ruin it for you the next time you get a lap dance at the strip club," Vicky joked.

"It probably wouldn't have until you just said it."

They both had a good laugh at that, which was good because it helped to relieve the little awkwardness they were having between them about this subject.

"Alright, let's do this," she said.

Aaron sat back on the couch as his mother got on his lap. He assumed she was going to sit sideways; instead, she was sitting facing him. He joked about it before, but now he really hoped this wasn't going to ruin strippers for him.

Vicky reached around her back and unhooked her bra. She was about to take it off when Aaron stopped her.

"Wait, you're taking the bra off?" Aaron asked. "You usually do it differently with Joey."

Vicky always had half a shirt open and the bra cup pulled away to breastfeed Joey. Aaron was aware he was going to see the nipple part of her breast for the first time since he saw her breastfeeding the baby, but he didn't expect her to take off the whole bra this time.

"I know I usually do more covering up for this, but under the circumstances I think I should just go topless; it would make this a little easier," said Vicky.

Aaron knew she was right; they might as well do it this way. They were already going to do this, so she might as well go topless.

Vicky took off her bra and put it aside, exposing herself to her son for the first time ever. Aaron's eyes shot open after finally seeing his mother's naked breasts. For a woman her age, he was impressed by how lovely she looked. They were perfectly round 34DD's; if he were a stranger, he would've suspected they were fake because of how good they looked. Her nipples were very big; this happens for women who are breastfeeding to make it easier for the baby to latch on to. He was surprised to see it that big, but it still worked for her. The bodies of those twenty-something strippers he would visit were pale in comparison to how gorgeous his mother looked right now. His dick instantly began to get erect; not fully, but enough to make him worried that his mother was going to notice something was moving down there.

Vicky liked how Aaron looked at her breasts. She knew it was wrong to enjoy how her son was looking at her, but she couldn't help being flattered by his response. She was also flattered by how his dick was moving in his pants; she definitely noticed that even though she pretended not to. She kind of expected this was going to happen and was prepared for it. She couldn't blame her son for this; he may be her son, but he was a man now, and this is how they get. The fact that she could even make her son aroused was kind of a turn on for her.

"Ok, let's get started," said Vicky.

Aaron was a little hesitant at first, but decided to just go for it. He leaned in, took her left nipple into his mouth and began suckling on it. It was almost instinct on how to suck on it and the milk started flowing into his mouth. He was surprised at how good it was; it was a little lighter than cow's milk and tasted almost like almond milk, but a little sweeter. Very quickly he was forgetting who's breast he was doing this with and was just enjoying himself.

As he did this, Vicky felt the pressure from her breast slowly going away. She was so relieved that it was almost over. The choice to ask her son to do this wasn't easy, but she was glad he was doing it. Because he was an adult, he was able to suck out much more of the milk at a much faster pace than her baby.

"Thank you so much, sweetie; I am feeling so much better now," she said to him.

After a while, Aaron felt the milk flow slowing down. As much as he was enjoying himself, he decided it was time to stop to at least ask his mother if he should keep going. He took his mouth off her nipple and looked up at her.

"The milk is slowing down; should I keep going or is that enough?" he asked.

"That should be enough; I'm feeling so much better now," she answered.

He tried to move her off of his lap, but she stopped him.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I thought we were done."

Vicky couldn't help herself from laughing.

"In case you have forgotten, women have two breasts, and we produce milk from both of them," she said.

Aaron also laughed a little. He couldn't believe he made a dumb mistake like that, but at least he could keep going, drinking more of her milk. He went to the other nipple and did exactly the same thing. He slowed down a little this time so he could savor the milk a little more. Vicky felt what he was doing and was glad that he was enjoying himself. She was afraid he wouldn't like the taste, but she could see he really liked what her breasts were producing for him.

When the milk flow slowed down again, Aaron decided he should stop now. His mouth let go of his mother's nipple, and this time she did get off of his lap. Vicky then grabbed her bra and put it back on. Aaron was upset that she had to cover herself up again, but he understood it had to happen. He was enjoying himself, but at some point, enough was enough.

"Thank you so much again for your help," said Vicky. "You have no idea how much of a relief this was for me."

"I'm glad I could help," said Aaron. "I have to admit, the experience wasn't so bad. Even the milk tasted pretty good."

"I'm glad you feel that way," she said. "It would make it easier now when we have to do this again."

"When do we need to do this again?" he asked, trying not to sound too eager about it.

"I guess in the morning should be good," she said. "I don't think we need to do this every time I normally have to pump; that would be too much."

"Of course," said Aaron. He liked it, but even he knew they had to keep it at a limit.

"But if we can do it a couple times a day until my new pump comes arrives--like once in the morning and again in the evening--then we should be fine."

Afterwards, they decided to watch a movie together. They didn't talk as much during the movie as they normally do because what just happened between them was on their mind. They both secretly wished they didn't watch the first "Back to the Future" film, because as soon as they got to that car scene involving Marty and his young mother, they got really quiet. They started giving each other awkward glances, which soon led the to burst out laughing. They didn't think it was the wrong choice of movie to watch, they just never expected it would make them laugh like this.

When they settled down, they went back to watching the rest of the movie. Aaron tried to focus on the film, but couldn't help taking glances at his mother's tits, and his dick was getting a little hard thinking about what he did with them earlier.

After the movie, it was getting late, so they both headed to bed. As soon as Aaron was sure his mother was asleep, he opened his laptop, went on his mother's Facebook page, found a couple of bikini pictures she posted of herself a couple of years ago, and proceeded to jerk off to those photos. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but he needed to get it out of his system. He was only trying to help his mother before, but she got him so turned on he needed to do this. He imagined himself ravishing her body in every possible way. When he was done, he shot a big wad of cum into some tissues and got a huge sense of relief.

Afterwards, he put his pants back on, closed his laptop, and went to the bathroom to flush away the evidence. He did feel a little bad about what he had just done, but he couldn't help thinking how fun it was to jerk off to his mother. He realized if he was going to continue helping her, he was very likely to continue doing this to get it out of his system. He didn't want this to become a fetish, so he decided he would only do this for as long as he was helping his mother.

THE NEXT DAY

The next morning, Aaron didn't need the alarm on his phone to wake up. The smell of blueberry pancakes woke him up this time. He got out of bed, washed up in the bathroom, and practically ran downstairs to the kitchen to see the big breakfast his mother had just finished making.

"Good morning, Mom," he said. "Wow, this is a lot."

"Good morning, Aaron," Vicky replied. "Yeah, I know I made too much, but I wanted to reward you for how you're helping me."

Aaron was so excited by the breakfast he almost forgot about the breast milk situation he was helping his mother with. He suddenly remembered suckling on his mother' tits last night and how wonderful it was. He then remembered how he jerked off to her photos last night; he liked it but now felt a little guilty about doing it after seeing this big breakfast she made for him.

He sat down and filled his plate with the pancakes and other goodies his mother had made. But before he started eating, his mother had to stop him.

"Before you start, I need your help with these right now," she said, pointing to each of her breasts.

"Oh, right, I guess we should start now."

They agreed they might as well do it at the kitchen table since they were there already. Aaron scooted his seat back far enough for his mother to sit on his lap, facing him again. She took off her shirt and bra and waited for her son to nurse her tits. Aaron's dick started to get hard again from seeing this; he really hoped she didn't feel anything, but she didn't seem to respond to it, so he was sure he was in the clear.

He began suckling on her breasts, drawing out that delicious milk of hers. As much as he liked it, he wanted to have more room for his mother's breakfast, so he made sure not to drink as much of her milk as he did last night. She didn't seem to object to when he decided to stop on each breast, so he assumed she was allowing him to make the decision on when to stop. If she needed him to do more on one or both, he would've done it.

When they were done, Vicky dressed back up and sat at her own seat so they could both finally begin their real breakfast.

"Thank you again for doing this," she said as she filled her plate.

"It's not a problem, I'm glad to help," he assured her.

They began putting food on their plates to begin their breakfast.

"I hope all that milk didn't ruin your breakfast."

"To be honest, I think you made too much food," said Aaron. "After all that milk, I don't think I'll be able to have as much of this."

Vicky laughed.

"I'll make less next time if we're going to keep doing this," she said. "By the way, can you do me a big favor?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"When we do this again this evening, can you shave?" she asked. "Your five-o-clock shadow is making me ticklish"

Aaron laughed this time.

"No problem, I'll be sure to shave today."

After breakfast, Aaron made the excuse he had to do some homework on his laptop before he had to go outside to shovel more snow that fell overnight. He was going to do some homework, but the first thing he needed to do was to jerk off again. He tried to think of other women besides his mother, but it was hard not to. He was now worried this was going to become some kind of fetish for him, but he was really enjoying how this made him feel.

After he ejaculated and flushed away the evidence again, he really did do his homework, and later, he did plow the driveway. He wanted to do whatever he could to forget about how he's been jerking off to his own mother. He liked it but was feeling guilty about it.

Later that evening, before he had to see his mother again, he shaved just as she requested. They had a light dinner, and then later he drank her milk again. After they hung out in the living room for a few hours watching TV, they went back to their own bedrooms for the night. Aaron jerked off again thinking about his mother; this time he felt less guilty about it.

By now, he realized there was no point avoiding the issue, that he was indeed attracted to his mother and enjoyed fantasizing about her. As long as he was needed to help her with her breast milk situation, he was going to have to keep doing this to get it out of his system. When the milk issue is done, they could go back to being a normal mother and son.

HE NEEDED HELP, TOO

The next day went the same way. Aaron's mother breastfed him, he did some homework, and when he was sure she wasn't around to hear him, he jerked off to her again. This time he didn't ejaculate because he was sure he heard her around. He decided it was a sign he needed to stop this nonsense. As much as he wanted to finish, he put his dick away in his pants and distracted himself with some homework.

There was more snowfall overnight, so Aaron spent the rest of the day helping the neighbors clear the sidewalks and doing chores around the house. When he had some extra time, he did some advanced work to stay ahead of some of his classes he was now doing online because of the storm and playing video games. He also had time to shave his face just like his mother asked of him so his facial hair won't make her too ticklish later on.

In the evening, he had dinner with his mother. She made less food this time, saying he needed more room for something else, and of course he knew what she meant. He didn't eat as much of the food because he wanted more room for her milk. He was really looking forward to doing this again.

About an hour later, Vicky called for him to help nurse her breasts again. They met at the living room couch, and Aaron did his best to hide how eager he was to do this again. Vicky could tell he was a little excited about it and couldn't blame him for it. But before they began, she needed to have a big talk with him about the decision she had made today.

"Aaron, before we begin, I need to talk to you about something," said Vicky. "What I'm about to bring up will be a little uncomfortable for us to talk about, but we need to talked about."

"Sure, Mom, at this point, we can talk about anything without it being a problem," said Aaron.

"I want you to keep what you said in mind, when I bring this subject up," she said. "I know you jerk off after each time you breastfed with me."

Aaron got a look of horror on his face; he didn't expect his mother to bring this up or that she knew about it. He was sure he was being discreet about it, but he now knew he should've known better.

"Um, I... I don't know... Um.... This is ridiculous... I mean..."

He was in such shock; he had no idea what to say about this. He felt like one of those sitcom characters who gets caught in a lie by his wife and was making random noises for comedic effect, but he was doing this for real. His first instinct was to lie about it, saying he had no idea what she was talking about, but he had no idea what to say about it.

"You don't have to lie to me; I already know, so you might as well admit it," said Vicky.

"How did you know?" he asked.

Vicky first told him how she knew about him getting erections from when he was breastfeeding her. She was sitting on his lap real close to his groin, so of course she was going to feel something. She assured him she doesn't blame him for that reaction because it was a perfectly natural response to the situation. She also admitted to being flattered by what happened, which took Aaron by surprise.

After the other night, when they went off to bed, Vicky decided to have a late-night talk with Aaron in case they needed to clear the air about what they had done together. She wanted to be sure he was alright about what happened between them. Aaron had his door closed, but she could clearly hear what he was doing.

She suspected it was because of what they just did, but for all she knew, it was just a random thing as it is for most of the time for men his age. Then yesterday morning, after he drank her milk again and had their breakfast, she went upstairs to see if she could get some of his laundry to work on today, and that's when she heard him jerk off again. This time, it was too much of a coincidence to ignore. She was sure he was getting aroused by breastfeeding on her and had to get that sexual release out of his system.

She was going to let the whole thing go because she understood why he was doing this. He was a young man after all and she was putting him in a situation where he was going to get turned on. But after thinking about it for some time, she decided she needed to talk to him about it; especially about a decision she made on how she could help just like he was helping her.

"No point in denying it," she said. "I already know, so we should talk about it.""

Aaron took a deep breath and thought about what he was going to say next. Again, his first instinct was to lie about it, but he knew there was no point in trying it.

"Yes, I have been doing it; I'm very sorry," he admitted.

"Don't be sorry," she said. "I should've known it was going to have some kind of an effect on you, so I don't blame you for it. But I have to ask, are you thinking of me when you're doing this?"

Aaron didn't say anything; he just nodded to answer her question.

"Do you feel guilty about it?"

Again, he nodded.

"If it makes you feel better, you have my full permission to think of me when you're doing this," she said.

"Seriously?" he asked, not expecting her to say this.

"I'm serious," she answered. "To be honest, I'm a little flattered you find me attractive enough to think about me when you're masturbating."

Originally, Aaron thought he was going to be in trouble for this, but he had no idea the conversation was going to go this way. He was glad he was in the clear but still felt like he was getting off the hook too easily. He wasn't going to question it; if he was going to get away with this, then he was glad to be in the clear about it.

"Thanks for being so understanding, Mom," he said happily.

"It's no problem, sweetie," she said. "But this brings up something else I want to talk about. Since I need your help with my breasts for the foreseeable future, and you're going to be doing what you have to do afterwards, I feel bad that you're helping me, but there's no one to help you."

"What do you mean, Mom?"

"I mean, since you're helping me with my needs and I am responsible for how you're feeling, I feel it should be up to me to help you with your needs as well."

"Where are you going with this?" Aaron asked, concerned about what she was going to say next.

"After you breastfeed with me, I'd like to give you a handjob."

Again, Aaron was at a loss for words. His first thought was this was a joke, but he could tell she was being serious. The silence between them went on too long, so Vicky decided to say something.

"I didn't come to this decision lightly," she said. "I had to think about it hard, and I believe this is the right thing to do."

"Mom, you're talking about jerking off your own son."

"I know, but you're doing so much for me right now, I should do this for you," she said. "Isn't it better when a woman does this for you?"

"Of course it's better, but you're my mother."

"And I'm the one responsible for how you're feeling right now," she said. "It's my fault I lost my pump; I then convince you to help me with my situation, and now you have to deal with your situation all alone because of it. The least I can do is take on the responsibility of satisfying your sexual needs right now."

"And you have no problem doing this for me?" Aaron asked.

"I'm sure it would be awkward at first, but it's no different than how awkward it was when you first breasted with me. We got over that very quickly, and now we're fine with it."

Aaron wasn't sure if breastfeeding from his mother and getting a handjob from her were the same thing, but it was definitely in the area. He was a little intrigued by the idea of his hot mother jerking him off; he had already fantasized about her twice already, and now he had the opportunity to actually get the real thing to make him come. But despite how excited he was about the idea of it, she was still his mother and he just couldn't do it. The line had to be drawn somewhere.

"Thank you, Mom, but we can't do that," said Aaron. "I do understand your reasoning, and I have to admit I am intrigued by the idea of it, but we can't let this thing going on between us go too far. I'll just deal with my situation on my own, like I always do."

"It's alright, sweetie," said Vicky. "I'm not upset by you turning me down; I completely understand the reasons why. But you still have my permission to think of me when you masturbate. Even after we're done with the breastfeeding."

"Thank you," said Aaron. "I don't know how often that will come up, but I'll keep it in mind."

"I guess we should get started then."

Vicky got on her son's lap and faced him like she had done the other times they did this. She took off her shirt and then her bra and let Aaron get a good look at them before he started feeding. She liked the way he looked at her; it gave her quite a thrill. Aaron leaned in and started suckling on his mother's left breast. He did it much slower this time, as he really wanted to take his time with feeding on her; he loved the milk coming out of her as well as how her breast felt against his face. He had felt plenty of breasts pressed against his face before, mostly from strippers, but none of them felt as good as the wonderful pair he was feeling from his mother. He was getting erect again, much harder this time. Somehow, knowing his mother is alright with this happening, made him feel less guilty than he did before, which allowed him to enjoy this much more.

As he began suckling on her right breast, Aaron found himself doing something he hadn't done before with her. His hands were usually on her hips when they did this, but now they found their way down to her ass cheeks. He didn't grab at them, but he left there getting a good feel of her ass on his hands. Vicky was aware of this, of course, and was glad that her son liked her ass as much as her tits because it meant he liked everything about her.

When Aaron was done, Vicky got off of his lap.

"Thanks again," she said. "I guess you'll be off doing you know what."

She was about to put her bra back on when Aaron grabbed her by the arm to stop her.

"Actually, Mom, I was hoping I can take you up on your offer now," he said.

"Are you sure about that?" she asked.

"I know it's wrong, but I can't help myself; I really do want you to give me a handjob."

"Ok, I'll be right back."

Vicky walked away, still topless, which Aaron thought was kind of hot knowing she was walking around the house like this. She came back with a small bottle of lube to use on him; Aaron was not going to ask why she had that lube, he had to make his own assumptions about it. Vicky also grabbed the tissue box from the coffee table and put it close to them so she could be ready to use it when he was done.

"Alright, let's do this," she said.

Aaron pulled down his pants and boxers while still sitting. His dick sprang right up and Vicky gave a nod and an approving smile.

"Not bad," she said. "I'm surprised you don't have more girlfriends."

"It's not that big," said Aaron, trying to sound humble.

"It's big enough," she replied. It wasn't the biggest she had personally seen; she had numerous lovers in her life and her son would make it in the top ten dicks she'd have her hands on.

"Before we begin, I should let you know, this is not going to be quick," said Aaron. "I mean, I'm not going to last an hour, but it's definitely not going to be done in under a minute either."

"I didn't think about that," said Vicky. "How long do you usually last when you do this yourself?"

"To be honest, it varies," he said. "I would average it at maybe twenty minutes. I have gone as high as over thirty or forty minutes, but that's rare, and I haven't gone under ten minutes in years."

"Don't worry, sweetie, I can do this for a while," she assured him. "By my age, most women have developed the arm muscles necessary to give a man a lengthy handjob when needed."

Aaron was surprised to hear her say this. It made him wonder how many men she gave handjobs to, which then made him wonder how many men she had slept with. It was kind of a turn-on for him to know how sexually active his mother may be.

"Alright, as long as you're aware this could take a while, I guess we should get started," he said.

Vicky put a little bit of lube in her hand and grabbed at her son's dick. Neither one of them was nervous about this; they expected they might be, but it was happening like it was no big deal to them. She began stroking him, not too fast at first, as she wanted him to enjoy this moment. Her hand wasn't too tight around the shaft as she did this, and her thumb occasionally flicked the head when it went upwards.

"How does that feel?" she asked. "Do you need me to go faster or slower?"

"No, this is perfect, thank you," he replied.

Aaron was in disbelief by what was happening. He just lay back and relaxed on that couch and let his beautiful mother pleasure him with her hand. He wanted to reach out and grab her breast as he did with other women who jerked him off, but he wasn't sure if he was allowed to with her.

"Is it alright if I grab your breast?" he asked

"Of course, you can," she answered. "I'm surprised you haven't already."

He grabbed one of her breasts and gave it a good squeeze. Feeling it on his face when he was breastfeeding was great, but getting a feel of it in his hand was even more satisfying.

She started stroking him a little faster and using a technique of how she moved her fingers every time she stroked him that made him feel more aroused. He began breathing a little heavier and let out a few small moans.

"How are you doing, sweetie?" she asked. "Is Mommy getting you off well?"

"Yes, you are," he said with his head tilted back and breathing heavily.

"That's good to hear; I'm glad I'm making my boy feel good," she said. "You helped Mommy; now she's going to help you."

After a while, she stroked him even faster. Aaron was impressed by her stamina; he could see she wasn't exaggerating about that arm strength most women her age has for this. He was grabbing at her breast much harder and pinching her enlarged nipples. A little bit of milk came out, which he loved seeing.

Aaron could tell he was about to finish real soon and needed to warn her.

"I'm about to come," he said.

"No problem, sweetie; I'll be ready for you," she said as she was using her free hand to grab a couple of tissues.

"Mom, get ready, it's going to happen."

He could see she wasn't completely ready yet. He tried to hold off until she was, but it was getting too much for him.

"Mom, it's coming."

"Don't worry, I'm almost ready," she said.

She was very slow with the tissues, and before she knew it, Aaron let out a big grunt and shot his load. Two shots squirted up and hit her breast, surprising her at how high it went. She managed to get the tissues over the head of his dick and collect the rest of his cum inside them.

When it was all done, Vicky started laughing. Aaron thought she was going to be upset he accidentally came on her like that, but was glad she thought the situation was funny.

"Wow, I wish I knew that was going to happen," she said, still laughing as she wiped away the cum from her tits.

"I'm sorry, Mom," said Aaron. "Honestly, it never shot up like that before."

"It's alright, sweetie," she assured him. "You did warn me that you were going to come; I just wasn't fast enough to catch it."

"But still I made such a mess. I'm sorry about that."

"Don't worry about it. You're not the first guy to come on my tits; you probably won't be the last."

Again, she said something that made him curious about how many men she had slept with. Just thinking about her sex life made him get a little erect again, but he decided enough was enough. He put his pants back on as she put her bra and shirt back on

They took some time to talk about what they did, and they both agreed they had a good time doing it and had no regrets about it. They also agreed that if this was going to continue, she couldn't jerk him off every time he nursed her breasts; it would be too much. So, they agreed they would only do this after the second time he breastfed from her in the evening.

Afterwards, they got some ice cream and watched another movie together. This time, they talked with each other a lot during the movie, showing they were very comfortable with the new aspects of their relationship.

TURNING POINT

Over the next week, their county was hit by a couple more snowstorms, keeping Aaron and Vicky in the house a lot longer. This meant the baby would have to stay with George a lot longer than Vicky originally planned. By then he was out of the breast milk she gave him to feed the baby, so he had to use the baby formula he had. Vicky would rather use her own milk for the baby, but under the circumstances, using the formula temporarily would be ok. She was mostly glad George had enough diapers at his house.

Over the next week, Aaron had enjoyed plenty of his mother's milk all for himself. Every day he was looking forward to suckling on her big, beautiful breasts and drinking that amazing fluid. To top it all off, at the end of the day she would give him the best handjob any woman could give a man. Vicky said it was just to help him like he was helping her, but Aaron was sure she was also getting some kind of satisfaction out of it herself. She always seemed just as eager to give him a handjob as he was to get them. He supposed she also got some kind of sexual thrill from doing something so taboo, which he couldn't blame her for.

Vicky's new breast pump did get delivered a couple of days late. Aaron thought that meant the handjobs would be over; he knew it was eventually going to end, so he was prepared for it. But it turned out the pump was damaged during delivery and became inoperable. Vicky decided not to bother getting a new one; she would just wait until the baby came home, and she'd get back the original pump she accidentally sent to George's place. This meant Aaron would get at least a few more days of breastfeeding and handjobs.

Several days later, things were finally settling down in their county. The roads were clearer, and people were now able to get out of the house more. On the last day, right after Aaron breastfed for his breakfast, he went out to replenish their supplies. They had gone through plenty of their groceries and other essentials while they were stuck at home.

He was gone for about six hours; he stayed out longer than he needed to so he could get out of the house more. Being at home with his mother the last week had been fun, but he was still getting a little cabin fever and needed to be out of the house a little longer.

When he got home, he got quite the surprise when he found his mother in the kitchen with the baby nursing on her breast.

"Look who finally showed up," said Vicky, with a big happy smile on her face. "George dropped him off while you were out. He knew how much I missed him, so he brought him right over."

"Oh, that's great," said Aaron as he set some of the grocery bags on the kitchen counter.

"Your big brother took very good care of your mother while you were away," Vicky said to her baby in a loving voice. "And now Mommy's boobies are all yours again."

Aaron always thought it was cute how his mother talked to the baby.

""I hope you're not jealous that little Joey is now going to be the one enjoying my milk now that you got a taste of it."

"I'll miss it, but I understand your breasts belong to him now," said Aaron.

He understood why they had to stop, but he really hoped to get one more feeding from his mother before they had to stop. He also wanted that one last handjob from her, but he really did enjoy just drinking from her breasts. There was a big sexual thrill behind it, but at the same time there was also something nice and relaxing about how she held him to her breast and he drank from her. But now the baby was here, so he was the focus of their mother's attention now.

A few days later, things were finally settling down around now that the roads were completely cleared and everyone went on with their lives. Aaron was going back to his classes in person instead of online. It was fun taking his classes at home, but he'd rather go in person to hang out with some of his friends between classes.

That morning, Aaron came downstairs to the living room to find his mother had just finished nursing his baby brother. He was sitting in a playpen she had just put him in, and she was buttoning up her blouse when Aaron walked in. He was a little disappointed because he was hoping to see something. Ever since the snowstorm and Aaron had to help her with nursing her breasts, she had become more comfortable going topless around him, not just when she's breastfeeding, but sometimes just walking around the house or leaving the door open when she changes. She was aware of what she was doing to him; it excited her to know how her son enjoyed looking at her body.

"Sorry, you missed the show," she said.

"No problem, I'm sure I'll get the chance again soon," he joked. "How's the little guy doing since he got back?"

"Oh my God, your brother has become more obsessed with my breasts than before the snowstorm," she said. "It's like he's trying to make up for the lost time he didn't get to feed from me."

"I can't blame him; after getting a sample of what your milk tasted like, I could see why he's obsessed with it."

"Yeah, I'm sure there were other things you were obsessed with more than my milk," she joked and made a handjob gesture.

"To be honest, as much fun as the handjobs were, I really did like it when we just did the breastfeeding," he said. "There was something relaxing and pleasant about the experience."

"Really? I felt that way too," she said. "But of course, you loved the handjobs."

"Of course, I enjoyed those," said Aaron. "You were very good at them."

"Thank you," she said proudly. "They were a lot of fun for me too."

"You enjoyed jerking me off?" he asked.

"Of course, I did," said Vicky. "Women don't give handjobs that much unless they enjoy it too. They're a good thrill, and giving them to my own son was extra exciting."

"I felt the same way about getting them from my own mother," he said.

"Well, since we both miss it, how about we do it one last time?" Vicky asked.

"Seriously?"

"Why not? We both miss it; we can just do it one last time to get it out of our system," said Vicky.

Aaron was surprised by this offer. He already accepted that it was all over since it was only supposed to be a temporary thing between them due to the situation they were in. But now he was getting an offer to do it one last time, so of course he wasn't going to turn it down.

"Alright, I'm in," he said very happily. There was no point in hiding how excited he was for this opportunity.

"Wonderful," Vicky said with a little excitement in her voice. "I have to ask, when was the last time you jerked off?"

"I think you know when," Aaron replied with a wink, indicating it was from when she last jerked him off when they were stuck at home together.

"Really? That long?"

"I've been busy."

"That's good then," she said. "I have to admit, I like it when a guy produces a lot of cum, and since it's been a while since you ejaculated, I'm hoping to see a geyser."

"I can't promise you a geyser, but I assure you there will be plenty of it," Aaron assured her. "I just hope there's plenty of milk left if little Joey didn't get it all out of you."

"Since I got my pump back, I pumped plenty enough milk on the side into some containers that I could use to feed him the rest of the day. This way, I'll let my boobs fill up with plenty of milk by the time we're ready, and they'll be all yours tonight."

"We have a strange relationship now, don't we?" Aaron asked.

Vicky laughed a little.

"Yeah, it got strange all of a sudden, but we are having fun with it at least," she said. "I'll see you tonight."

Aaron was very excited about tonight. He spent the rest of the day studying in his room and playing video games as a distraction. Despite having done this with his mother several times already, he was very excited.

Vicky made a decent size dinner, but Aaron only ate half the usual amount. He joked that he was saving room for dessert, and Vicky laughed.

Afterwards, they were ready to begin. Aaron assumed they were going to the living room as always, but his mother had other ideas.

"Since this may be the last time we do this, do you mind if we do this in my bedroom?" she asked. "I should've said this before, but I feel better doing something this intimate in there than in the living room."

"Of course; whatever makes you more comfortable."

"Thank you. Give me fifteen minutes to be ready, then come over."

She walked away, leaving Aaron wondering what she needed time to

He came by her bedroom exactly ten minutes later. He knocked on the door and announced himself and she said he could come in. He found her standing by the vanity wearing a short, blue silk robe. It also looked like she put on some makeup and perfume and fixed her hair a little.

"Hey, Mom, you're looking good," said Aaron.

"Thank you," said Vicky. "Have a seat."

Vicky asked him to sit on the love seat she had in her bedroom.

"You didn't have to gussy up like this," he said.

"I thought since it will be the last time we do this, I should make it more memorable."

She took off her robe and let it drop to the floor. She was wearing a sexy, blue two-piece lingerie set. The bra was a see-through demi cup that held up her big breasts perfectly, and the thong left nothing to the imagination. She even turned around a little so he could get a good look at how her ass looked in the thong.

"Yeah, this will make it more memorable," said Aaron, who hadn't blinked once since she dropped the robe.

"I'm glad you like it," said Vicky.

She came over to him and sat down on his lap. He had a big, ridiculous smile on his face, which made Vicky giggle over seeing. It was the same dumb smile his father had when they fooled around together, and she couldn't help thinking how funny it was. Vicky pulled down one of her bra cups and presented her nipple to him.

"They're all yours," she said with a big sexy smile.

Aaron began suckling on one breast while he had his hand on the other. He had to pull down the other bra cup to feel her breast, which Vicky allowed him to do. He was savoring every drop of milk entering his mouth as he massaged the other breast with his hand. Vicky made sure there was plenty of milk in both breasts for Aaron to devour.

He was doing something a little different this time while she was sitting on him. While he always had one hand on a breast when nursing, he always had the other hand on her ass, but just left it there. This time he gave her ass a good grasp. Vicky had been feeling self-conscious about her ass lately and was happy her son seemed to like how it felt to him.

Vicky loved how much her son was enjoying her body. At her age, she enjoyed getting whatever attention young men would give her. But getting this kind of attention from her own son was way more of a turn on for her. She didn't bring it up to him, but ever since the first time she gave him a handjob she had fingered herself later on thinking about what she had been doing with her son.

When Aaron was done, he began feeding on the next breast. Aaron took more time with the second breast as he wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible. This time, when he had his hand on her other breast, he found himself pinching her nipple and felt how much his mother responded to this. He didn't do it hard, but enough that she seemed to be turned on a little by it.

Aaron was finally done breastfeeding, as there was no more milk left. He looked up at his mother with a big, satisfied smile on his face, and she was very happy by how much he enjoyed himself.

"Before we get to the next part, if you like, you can spend some time playing with my breasts a little," she said. "I know you've always wanted to do more than just drink or feel them up."

"You'd be ok with that?"

"After everything we've already done, of course I'm ok with it; in fact, it's become a real turn on for me," she admitted. "Pretend I'm one of those college sluts you date and ravish my breasts as much as you like."

Right away, Aaron attacked her breasts with his mouth and hand. He kneaded them with his hand and practically slobbered all over them. Vicky just sat there on his lap, laughing a little at how much fun Aaron was having. He began playing with her nipples; before he was just using them to drink the milk, now he got to circle his tongue around the areolas and nibble on them.

Vicky decided to have her own fun and grabbed his head and began motorboating her son. She always wanted to do this with a guy, and now was her opportunity. She held his head in place as she rapidly smacked her tits against his face, and they were both laughing.

"I always wanted to try motorboating a guy. How was it?" she asked.

"That was a lot of fun."

"Do you want to continue playing with my tits, or get to the fun part?" she asked and made a handjob gesture.

"I think it's time to get to the fun part."

For the next part, Vicky got off his lap and sat next to him on the love seat. He pulled down his pants and boxers at the same time, and his dick shot right up. Vicky wasn't entirely sure about it, but his dick seemed to be a lot harder now than it was in previous times they've done this.

Vicky got the lube that she had ready on the coffee table, poured a little on her palm, and began the handjob. She did the same methods as she had done before, but a little slower this time, as she wanted Aaron to have as much enjoyment out of this last time they are doing this. Aaron grabbed her breast as he always did when getting a handjob from his mother, this time playing with it a little more. He also found himself grabbing at her ass with his other hand a lot more than he did just a few minutes ago.

The handjob went on a little longer than normal, so long that this was the first time Vicky had to change hands in the middle to give her other arm a rest. As much as she enjoyed doing this, she decided it was time to move things along. She stroked him faster and massaged the shaft in various ways to get him to come faster, but he still wasn't there yet. The handjob had been going on for over half an hour now, and her second arm was now getting tired.

"Sweetie, is everything alright?" she asked. "Nothing seems to be happening, am I not doing a good job for you?"

"Of course, you are; I'm really enjoying this," he assured her. "I told you the first time, it's rare, but there are times when it goes on this long."

Vicky was going so long with her second hand, she had to go back to her original hand.

"I'm sorry, Mom; I know your arms are tired, but I can't do anything about it," said Aaron. "If you want, we can just stop. You've done enough for me."

"No, we can't just stop now; we've already gone this far," said Vicky. "Is there anything else I can do for you to help move things along."

"Well, I do know a way to help make this go faster," said Aaron. "A few times with an ex-girlfriend when a handjob goes on too long, we found making out while they jerked me off helped to end things faster."

"Sure, we could make out while I jerk you off," she said.

"Really? I thought I'd have to convince you more about it."

"We've done a lot already; it's surprising we haven't involved any kissing by now," said Vicky.

They began kissing, lips only at first, as Vicky continued the handjob. Aaron was kissing her not like a mother, but like any other woman he was attracted to. Soon, their tongues got in the mix, and Vicky was enjoying this so much her pussy was getting wetter by the second; she couldn't believe they hadn't done this part sooner. She could even feel a change in how her son's dick felt in her hand; it was getting harder and more swollen. He wasn't going to come yet, but she knew she could get him there faster now.

All of a sudden, Vicky let go of the kiss and moved down to her knees in front of her son. She got him to open his legs wider for her, and she moved in closer and brought her head closer to his dick before Aaron stopped her.

"Mom, are you sure you want to do this?" he asked.

"I want to do this just as much as you want me to," she answered.

She began suckling on the foreskin much like how Aaron was suckling on her breasts before, at the same time stroking his shaft. He wasn't sure if she was doing this because of what they were doing before or if this is how she always started a blowjob, but he was liking it. After a minute, she opened her mouth and took as much of his big dick into her mouth as she could. Her head began bobbing up and down while keeping her lips tight around the shaft. Her tongue had a special way of massaging the shaft every time it entered her mouth, adding to the pleasure Aaron was receiving. Aaron couldn't believe he was receiving one of the best blowjobs of his young life, and it was surprisingly coming from his own mother.

Vicky started taking more of his dick into her mouth, testing how much of it she could take down her throat and gagging on it for as long as she could before she had to take it out of her mouth so she could breathe. She then took his dick back into her mouth and resumed the blowjob; she deep-throated him a few more times but knew her limit this time so she could breathe. As she did this, she had her fingers down the front of her thong and fingered herself, so she could get off on this as much as Aaron was.

After several minutes of this, Vicky got off her knees and sat on her bed and took off her panties. Aaron was in awe of seeing her shaved pussy for the first time.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked.

"Sweetie, you know you want to fuck me, so stop asking silly questions and come over here."

He realized she was right. He may not have wanted to admit it, but he had been wanting to do this since the first day he drank her milk. He got off the love seat, took off the remainder of his clothes and got on the bed with her. Aaron got on top of her and they started rolling around the bed for some time, kissing and groping each other. Aaron got his hand on her pussy and fingered her, getting her very aroused and wet. He eventually gave her a mild orgasm from his magic fingers.

Finally, Aaron got Vicky on her back and she opened her legs wide for him. He guided his dick to her pussy, teasing her a little by rubbing the foreskin on the clit, then pushed it right into her. They both let out a big moan as he entered her body, and he left it there for a moment so they could both get a good feel of how it felt to each other.

He started slowly, allowing them to get used to the feel of each other's bodies. He found his mother's pussy to be surprisingly tight for a woman her age; if her pussy wasn't so wet right now, he would have to make more of an effort to fuck her. He started to move a little faster and harder and Vicky let out little moans every time he pushed himself into her.

"Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Your dick feels amazing, I love it!" she said.

"I love your pussy, Mom," he said to her. "It feels so perfect around my dick."

"Fuck me harder, sweetie," she said. "I can take it. Treat me like a whore and fuck me like you're punishing me."

He did as she requested and began to fuck her faster. When he saw she definitely could take it, he began to fuck her with good, hard thrusts until her pussy felt like it was being pounded by a jackhammer. Vicky held him close as she moaned even louder and telling him how much she was loving this.

When Aaron started to slow down a little, Vicky made him turn over on his back so she could take over. She didn't waste time as she began bouncing around on his dick like a cowgirl riding a wild bronco. Aaron just lay there with his hands firmly gripped on her ass as he watched her on top of him having the best time of her life. She was moving faster and faster, like a woman possessed, until she finally came.

"OH YES!! FUCK YES!!!" she yelled as an orgasm surged through her body.

When she settled down, Aaron got her on her back again. He began kissing her from her lips down to her tits where he spent a little time kissing and fondling them. He didn't spend too much time there as he had already focused on her tits too much already since they started all of this. He then moved down to her pussy and she opened her legs wide for him.

He didn't waste any time as his tongue lashed out at her clit. He also had three fingers working the inside of her pussy as he licked her. Vicky tried to hold herself back to try to enjoy this experience longer, but before she knew it, her body arched upward as she let out another scream as another orgasm shot through her.

"OH FUCK!" She yelled. She was amazed at how well her son made her come by going down on her; it usually took me much longer to get her to come like this.

When Aaron was done, he moved back up on her body. They rolled around the bed kissing for a minute until he made her get on her hands and knees. He got right behind her, grabbed her by her hips, and began fucking her again. Vicky held tightly to the edges of the mattress as her son pounded her pussy. The bed shook so hard, she was sure it was going to leave marks against the wall.

Aaron spanked her a couple of times, giving her ass big red handprints. She told him how much she loved it, so he did it some more. Aaron never thought he would be doing these things with his mother of all people. She was letting him have his complete way with her, and he was taking every opportunity he could to give it to her good.

"YES! YES! YES! YES!" She kept changing every time her pussy got pounded. "OH FUCK YES!!!"

She came for the third time. Her body shook hard as the orgasm flowed through her; it was more intense than the first couple of times he made her come. Aaron was proud of himself for this; he had never made a woman come this many times before, and he was glad he gave his mother such a good time.

It wasn't long before Aaron got that intense feeling in his dick, signaling how he wasn't going to last much longer. He wished he could fuck her longer, but with the lengthy handjob he got earlier, he was already going on for longer than he ever had with a woman before. Vicky could also sense he was going to be done soon; she really wanted this to last even longer than it already had, but she knew it was out of her hands and braced herself for what was going to happen soon.

They didn't discuss protection when they started, but Aaron assumed she would be ok if he just came inside of her, or else she would've said something about it by now. With one last thrust into her pussy, Aaron let out a loud grunt as he finally released his cum into her. Vicky smiled as she could feel his cum flowing into her; it was an amazing feeling. Because he hadn't ejaculated in a few days, there was a lot more of his cum flowing into her. She said she was hoping for a geyser, and she got one.

When Aaron was done, he pulled out of her and fell onto the bed next to her. Vicky did the same thing, falling on her front. She could feel the cum oozing out of her pussy; she knew she was going to have to do a lot of cleaning up.

"That was absolutely amazing," she said to him. "I'm so glad we did this."

"Me too; that was the best sex I ever had," he replied.

"Sweetie, I have a confession to make."

"Is it that you set this up for us to end up having sex?" he asked.

Vicky laughed. "How did you figure it out?"

"I had no idea what you were up to the whole time, even after I saw you wearing that lingerie" he said. "It wasn't until you gave me the blowjob, I started to figure it out."

Vicky laughed again. "I'm sorry, I tricked you."

"Don't be, I'm not sorry about anything we've done," said Aaron.

Then they started kissing and holding each other. Aaron felt his dick begin to rise, and he thought they were about to make love again. Then the baby started crying, and they both had a little laugh about the bad timing. The baby needed his diaper changed, and Vicky asked Aaron to do it because she did not want to see her baby looking like the mess she was. Normally, it wouldn't matter to her how she was dressed when she saw the baby, but she looked and smelled like she just had sex, and there was cum dripping out of her, so she did not feel right about seeing him like this. Aaron didn't look so bad, so he just got dressed and went to change the baby's diaper. He made it quick so he could get back to his mother.

He quickly took his clothes off and got into bed with his mother, who had just cleaned herself up and was looking better than that sexed-up mess he made out of her from their lovemaking. She looked good, but he felt bad that he had to make a mess out of her again very soon.

"This may be bad timing, but I have to ask you something--"

"I'm in my safe days," she assured him. "It's ok to come inside me right now."

"Oh good," he said, feeling relieved.

"But you really should be more careful about this in the future with other women, not just me," she said. "I don't want any grandkids the same age as their uncle."

"How about I just have kids with you?"

He said that as he tried to stick his dick back into her, but she stopped him.

"Hell no!" she said as she pushed him away.

"I'm was kidding," he said laughing. "You said you're in your safe days, I can't get you pregnant now."

"Yes, but let's get one thing straight. When I start ovulating again, we're using protection, or we're not doing this ever again. Agreed?"

"Agreed. I won't try to get you pregnant," he promised.

"You better not," she said.

They made love again, and they continued this for the next few years. They would still be seeing other people but still find ways to be with each other. They tried to break up whenever they were in a relationship with someone but often found themselves cheating on those unsuspecting people with each other.

Eventually, Vicky and George did end up together and had a quickie Vegas marriage. Despite Aaron's initial hesitation about George, he soon accepted him as his stepfather when he saw how well he treated his mother. Although it did get awkward between them all since Aaron was still sleeping with his mother behind his back. They tried to stop when she got married, but they couldn't resist each other.

About a year later, Vicky found herself pregnant again. She and Aaron had to do a secret DNA test to confirm who was the father because they were careless a few times with protection. They were relieved George was definitely the father, although Aaron was a little disappointed, he wasn't. After that they had one last night of fun sex while George was out of town on business before they officially stopped being with each other so Vicky could truly start her life with George and their kids. Although, Vicky did let Aaron occasionally drink her milk a little longer until she was officially done breastfeeding.

There were no more kids between Vicky and George. He already had five, including the two he had with Vicky, and she felt too old to be having more children herself. Aaron eventually got married himself. He still missed the times he had with his mother, but she moved on, so he had to also and had a few kids of his own.