My Tall Fat Village Mom - Part 2
Every day, I would look at my mother breastfeeding my brother. My desire to drink milk from her huge tits continued to grow. Some months passed like this. I would cum inside my pants often, seeing her milk-filled tits. Every night, we all sleep together on a mattress on the floor. I will wait till she finishes breastfeeding my brother. After that, I will sleep beside her. She will start telling me a story or do some small chatting with me. While talking with her, I will slide my hand inside her pallu. I will grab her fat and jiggling belly and squeeze it everywhere. I would put my finger in her deep navel and play inside with my finger. Then I will squeeze everywhere on her soft, plump abdomen. I enjoy the touch of her fat and stretch marks on my palm and fingers. While doing so, I would cum inside my pants again, but Mom would not know. She would sometimes play with my hair, or sometimes pat my hand with love. She would smile when I was playing with her belly and navel. Unfortunately, Mom wears her blouse after finishing breastfeeding my brother. So I could not touch her breasts directly. However, while playing with her belly, due to my or her movement, sometimes my hand would touch her boobs, and I would cum immediately. My desperation continued to increase, but I found no way to release myself from my mom. I was becoming unmindful and unhealthy. I did not know that my mother had noticed this. It was a summer night when, for the first time, my mother finally embraced me with all her love. That night, our area had a power cut, and it was extremely hot and dark. I was lying beside my mom and waiting for her to finish breastfeeding my brother. Usually, when she finishes breastfeeding him, she lies straight on her back. That day, she also slept that way and started chatting with me. I understood that she had finished breastfeeding. I started sliding my hand over her soft, plump belly. I was astonished to see she had not worn her pallu like other nights. It may be due to the hot weather. Slowly, I started playing with her belly and navel like other nights. My dick was stiff and throbbing inside my pants. We were chatting, and I continued playing. I had an extreme erection and was about to cum. I was playing with her navel with my finger and squeezing her belly. I wanted to control myself for a while and enjoy playing with her belly and navel. So I left from there and moved my hand upwards across her, only to hug her. Instantly, I regretted it – she had not worn her blouse that night, and her huge 40 size milk-filled tits were fully naked. I could not see anything in the dark. But as soon as I had moved my whole arm across her and moved it upwards, my arm squished into her soft, jiggling, huge tits. I was so afraid that I immediately moved my hand down. Instead of my erection, my dick has now turned small in fear. I was waiting for a scolding of my life from my mom. Surprisingly, Mom did not get angry. Instead, she said to me: What happened, Chintu? Do you not like your Maa’s tits? I (shaking in fear): No, Maa, it is not like that. Mom: Then why did you move your hands back? Me: I am afraid, Mom? Mom: Afraid of what? Me: I thought you would scold me. Mom (smirking): What if I don’t? I was still afraid and did not reply. Mom: Do you remember the taste of Maa’s milk? Me: No, ma’am, I forgot a long time ago. Mom: Do you want to taste Maa’s breastmilk? I did not know what to answer and was quiet again. Mom: It’s okay, Chintu, if you want to taste Maa’s milk. Many boys at your age want to suck on their mommies’ titties. I know you are jealous of your brother. Are you not? Me: Yes, Maa. Mom: Then don’t be shy. Many of your friends suck their mom’s boobs every night. Some who are lucky get their mother’s milk also. They don’t tell others. It is very personal between the mother and son. Do you want to drink Maa’s milk? Do you want to suck your Maa’s titties? If you really want, they are all yours from now on. Me: Yes, Maa, I want. But would there not be less milk for brother than? Mom: Oh my Chintu, so caring. No, brother will have a lot of milk still. Maa makes a lot of milk in her udders to feed both you and your brother. Me: Maa, I love you a lot. I always wanted to drink your milk. Mom: Oh, Chintu, this is bad. Why did you not tell Maa earlier? Maa would have fed Chintu milk a long time back. Suddenly, one question came to my mind. Me: Maa, you said many of my friend suck their maas’ titties and drink Maa’s milk also, but do not tell others. Then how did you know? Mom (a little angry voice): We women and mothers discuss a lot of things among us that you should not know. Now do not ask any more questions if you really want to suck Maa’s titties and drink Maa’s milk. I was afraid to lose the opportunity and did not want Mom to change her mind. I said: No Maa, I only want to suck your titties. Mom: Then come to Mamma. Saying this, she hugged me tightly for some time. My face was being buried and smothered into her huge, fleshy and soft tits. Her erect nipples were poking. In my cheeks now and then. Some milk was dripping and spraying from her tits on my face due to the pressure. The aroma of her sweet milk was everywhere. She wrapped me with one of her heavy and long legs. I was not able to move. Only one of my hands was wrapped around her, and I was squeezing her fleshy back and hips, unknowingly. I was wearing only a short pants. So my bare upper body was being smothered and sinking into my mom’s tall, fleshy, nude upper body. My chest and waist were buried under her huge, jiggling belly. I felt that with her breathing, her big, wide, and deep navel was like kissing my abdomen. I was having the erection of my lifetime. My dick was poking in my mom’s belly from within my pants. I was feeling that I was going to cum any moment, and I was somehow controlling myself. After some time, Mom loosened her grip and said: Take off your pants before you suck Maa’s titties.