Page 24 of Deplorable Schemes
I catch Natalie’s eyes through the open connecting door between the two rooms as I enter. She’s propped up in bed, setting up her pumping equipment as I sit down in the rocking chair and settle Aurora into the crook of my arm and test the temperature of the bottle.
She gulps at it greedily, and I chuckle under my breath.
“You’re hungry, huh? Sorry Daddy made you wait.”
Her little hands curl and jerk, trying to grab the bottle, but she’s still too little to do anything. It makes me smile, watching her in amazement, seeing how she’s desperately trying to process the world and control her tiny body. We sit like that until the bottle is gone, and I set it on the small table, moving her to my shoulder and burping her. I almost move like a robot as I go through the motions of changing her and swaddling her to lay her back down in the crib.
By the time I shut the connecting door between our rooms, I’m starting to feel the effects of waking up at 3 am. Natalie raises a single eyebrow when I walk toward the bed.
“How was she? Her crying didn’t seem to last long.”
I shake my head. “She was just a little impatient waiting for it to heat up.”
Natalie smiles. “She’s perfect.”
Climbing into bed, I move closer to her. My eyes are tracking over the pump. “Almost done?”
She hums. “Yeah just about at the thirty-minute mark.”
My tongue sweeps across my lips as I keep staring. She pushes at my face.
“Stop it, you perv.”
A grin breaks out. “Why? You promised I could have a taste.”
She rolls her eyes. “Our daughter is barely two months old.” Aurora was born a few weeks early, and small for her age. She almost didn’t fit in the newborn size we brought to the hospital; they swallowed her whole. We even had to take more than a few packs of the premie sizes, but thankfully Natalie’s milk supply has been steady. We brought some formula just in case but didn’t need it. She’s been cleared for sex for a couple of weeks, but it hasn’t been on either of our minds as we adjusted to our new life. Natalie has been adamant that we do it all, even if Sarah would be more than happy to help out.
I shrug. “And? I’ve been a good boy, haven’t I, Mommy?”
A shudder runs over her body, and her thighs rub together under the blanket. My smile widens, and I reach over and trace a finger along the strap of her nursing bra.
“You gonna let me try your milk tonight? I’d like to be fed by my momma, I’m a hungry boy.”
Her lips pinch together. “Stop it, you’re being inappropriate.”
I raise an eyebrow. “You’re the one who started this. You called yourself Mommy first.”
Natalie is silent for a moment before looking at me with heat in her eyes. “Stop slouching, young man.”
My heartbeat picks up, and I sit up straighter against the headboard. She pulls her pump off, gently setting it on the nightstand. A dribble of milk leaks from her red, puffy nipples, pooling and sliding down the curve of her breast. My mouth waters as she crawls to me, her heavy boobs swaying with each move until she slides into my lap, her heated pussy brushing against my hard cock pressing up in my boxers. She settles down, and I groan when her cunt rubs along my hardened length, my hands dropping to cradle her waist. I dip down to lick the valley between her breasts, catching a couple stray drops.
Natalie moans, pressing her chest into my face as I suck a nipple into my mouth, groaning at the sweet splash of her breastmilk on my tongue.
She wiggles her hips, rubbing down my cock. I snake a hand between us, shoving off my boxers and positioning my cock for her to sink down onto, not letting go of the breast I’m suckling. My balls draw up, and I nearly come at the first inch of her tight heat. It’s been too long, and while our hands have been full, my cock has sorely missed being lodged inside her pussy.
“Oh god. Have you always been so big?” Natalie pants above me. A smirk dons my face as her nipple pops out of my mouth. She shushes me. “Don’t. I just meant my pussy is being abused left and right.”
My hands drop to cup her ass, squeezing gently as I maneuver my lips to latch onto her breast again. “I’ll take care of yourpretty pussy,” I say, muffled around her nipple before drinking down another gulp of her milk. Her eyes roll back and she sinks farther down my cock. With a few more wiggles of her hips, I’m buried as deep as she can take me. Her fingers tangle into my hair as she slowly rises and falls down my length, over and over again. The threat of coming already coils inside me, and I’m not nearly done with her. I pop off her breasts, watching in awe as a few drops of the sweet milk leak out, falling over the curve of her mound. Licking my lips, I help guide her into a quicker rhythm, thrusting up into her cunt every few strokes.
“Henry,” she whimpers. Fuck, she feels so fucking good.
I kiss down her chest, licking around her nipple, getting a hint of her milk again, and her pussy clamps down onto me. I grunt. “There we go. Come on my cock, Mommy.” I tilt my head, kissing her jaw. “You want my cum so bad, don’t you? You want to be full of your good boy’s cum?”
Natalie trembles, her pussy flutters, and I press her down, guiding her hips to rub against my pelvis to set her off. She leans down, biting my shoulder to keep from screaming as she explodes, her cunt strangling my cock. My fingers dig into her flesh, and I swallow my own moans as I come with her, gasping out, “Take it. Take all my cum, Mommy.” She shudders, waves of ecstasy rolling through both of us as my cock swells and spills inside her, spurt after spurt filling her so much that it starts to leak out around my cock, dripping down onto my thighs.
She collapses onto me, her body heavy, but it’s never felt better as her panting breaths tickle my skin. “God, I missed that,” she whispers.
I grin, rubbing my hand down her back. “You think I got you pregnant in one shot again?”
She jerks, sitting back to stare at me. “You better not have! I want some time before the next one. Jesus Henry, you didn’t even think about pulling out.”
“Fuck no,” I tell her honestly, my softening cock jerking inside her snug pussy at the thought of breeding her again. “I guess we’ll just have to keep trying until we know for sure.”
She rolls her eyes, slowly climbing off me to lie on her side and snaps her fingers. “What are you waiting for? Clean Mommy up.”
The smile doesn’t drop from my face as I follow her command without a second thought.
