Deja vu
Copyright© 2005 by Amanda Pierce
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - After her husband Kenny's tragic death, Jessica discovers him again only to be thwarted anew - or so it seems.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Consensual Romantic Mother Son Slow
Jessica looked wearily into the eyes of the delivery nurse.
"You have a beautiful and healthy baby boy," intoned the smiling woman, offering the child to its mother after a cursory cleaning.
Through the fatigue of a hard labor, Jessica smiled as the baby was placed at her breast.
"Welcome to the world, Christopher," she breathed. Reflexively the baby's mouth found her nipple and began nursing while the proud and smiling delivery team stood momentarily congratulating mother and themselves for a job well done. Then they retreated to give mother and child some time alone.
Jessica had begun lactating in only the last couple of weeks and she was still uncomfortable with the size to which her breasts had ballooned. The other problem was that her nipples were not only tender, but remained extremely sensitive as well.
As exhausted and thrilled as she was, the small mouth suckling her gave her not only a sense of motherly satisfaction, but just a tinge of erotic pleasure as well. Kenny had always loved to kiss and suck her breasts just as her newborn was doing now. The only thing missing she thought...
and in that instant a tiny arm reached across her chest to grasp her other nipple.
"My God," she breathed, "just like Kenny used to..." But despite the feelings of titillation, the Demerol and fatigue were simply too much for her and Jessica Stewart drifted into a pleasant sleep filled with dreams of her husband slipping a gown from her shoulders and exposing her swollen breasts as he suckled one nipple while caressing the other.
"Jessica, sweetheart, it's only a coincidence," intoned Marge.
"But Marge, he began suckling me immediately. the nurse said it sometimes takes days -- that some babies even have to be taught to suckle."
"And many don't," replied her patient mother-in-law. "Honey..."
"And then... his hand came over and..." Jessica was somewhat embarrassed to disclose an intimacy she had shared with Marge's son.
"And what?" asked Marge noting the hesitancy in Jessica's voice. "Oh, come on now. This old broad has just about seen and done it all. You aren't going to shock me."
"... His hand... came over and grasped my other breast."
"Nothing unusual about that. It's reflex, just like suckling. That little hand will grasp the first thing it comes in contact with."
"But you weren't there. You didn't see. And he continues to do it every time he feeds now that he's home."
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