Chapter 11: Wow!

It was several minutes before his cock softened and slipped out of Mia. Gabe suddenly remembered that they had only discussed a blowjob with Lucia, not the full-on sex that had just happened. He looked over at her, then nudged Mia.

“Mama, you’re crying again! Gabe, we should have gone upstairs.”

“Absolutely not! Happy tears! Mia, Gabe, I just had the most delicious, delightful come thanks to you two. The first time since Hector died. I’m thrilled! He is such a stud, Mia. I wish ... No, never mind.”

They knew what she was about to say, but maybe they had done enough for one night.

“Mama, go upstairs and get ready for bed. I’ll make some hot chocolate and bring it up to you, OK?”

“Thank you. See you in a bit.”

After she left, Mia addressed Gabe with one eyebrow raised.

“I think we lost control there. I literally forgot she was watching us.”

“I remembered as I was going along, but I was no longer able to stop myself. But it seems to have helped her.”

“Yeah, but I can’t help thinking we just let the pussy out of the bag. I’m going to make the chocolate; you go wash yourself and open up our bed.

Fifteen minutes later, Mia was in her mother’s room with a steaming mug of chocolate. Lucia was sitting on the edge of the mattress with a serene expression.

“Thank you. Ooh, hot, I’ll put this on the nightstand to cool a little. I’m so grateful to you both, I don’t have the right words. The passion he has is overwhelming.”

“I know I’m lucky, Mama. You know, the talk about the ‘seven-year itch’ and couples drifting apart or falling into a routine. I have no worries on that score. I’ve even told him, if he is tempted, he can have another lover, so long as I’m there in the room with them.”

“You’re kidding!”

“No, it’s true. But it’s only a theory; he’s shown no interest in, what do they call it? Melange?”

“Threesomes, Mia.”

“Oh, yeah. Wait, did you and Daddy?”

“Let’s not go there.”

“You DID! You have to tell me, Mama.”

“Alright, damn. Allie, short for Alberta, was a good friend of mine. She delivered her baby a week after you were born, and three months later, she’s hanging out at our place. She and I are just lounging on the couch together with our tits out while I’m feeding you and Allie’s feeding her girl. This happened all the time; one or the other of you would start crying for milk, and we’d just whip out the dairies and feed you.

“Allie was probably two sizes above double D. She was just really big to start, and then she was swollen more with her milk. Hector walks in and sees us, and, well, he was rock hard in 30 seconds, and his sweat pants showed him clearly. And Allie followed my eye line with her eyes. At 14 weeks past birth, we were all healed up and feeling horny.

“There wasn’t any discussion, really. We finished serving lunch, so to speak, burped the babies, and put them down to nap. Then Allie and I pulled each other’s shirts and stretch pants off while he stripped. He followed us into the bed, and we arranged ourselves, so he was lying between us.

“We alternated dangling our nipples in his face so he could suckle. He said my milk was sweeter, but I think that was more out of loyalty than actual taste. Allie and I would suckle each other and pass the milk between our mouths. I remember that hers was too similar to mine to tell the difference. But anyway, we enjoyed doing the taste tests.

“Then she got on her knees and waggled her generous ass at Hector. He took the hint and started plowing her, smacking his belly against her butt.

“At the same time, she put her face in my bush and started licking. It was the first time anybody except Hector had done that in years and years, and I went into orbit. Then Allie got up and rode him, and her milk was leaking, actually dripping on him as she rocked back and forth. Then, she laid back on the bed so he could keep going, while I kneeled over her face and put my pussy on her mouth. The three of us all came that way, while I was kissing him and also dripping my milk on Allie’s belly.

“We were able to do this several more times until you were weaned. Then she moved away, and we lost touch, I’m afraid.

“Your father was quite sad when I finally weaned you. Afterwards, once in a while, I’d put a little cream on my nipples just to excite him.”

“You’re saying, his breast fetish was so obvious that Allie couldn’t resist him?”

“Well, that, and her partner was abusive and withheld sex, claiming she was ‘too fat to fuck’ with her after-pregnancy tummy.”

“Men are pigs!”

“Many are, but not mine, and not yours. Mia, go to him now, and remind him how much we love him.”

“He knows, he knows. Good night, Mama, sweet dreams.”