Awake at Three Fifteen part 2

Diane had just rolled out of bed (with a little prodding) to feed our 6 week old Tommy. I rolled over and checked the clock. Three-twenty five. Diane had gone to feed Tommy only ten minutes ago, but it seemed like two hours. That weird middle of the night time distortion had full hold on my semi-conscious senses. Last thing I remember is seeing her raise up in bed, the covers sliding down from her chest over her full, round breasts. They swayed and bounced softly as she swung her legs over the side of the bed to stand. She came around to my side of the bed and kissed my forehead.

"I'll be back soon - I hope," she said before exiting the room. Tommy had been feeding slowly lately. We took to calling him "Pokey." Sometimes it took a half hour, sometimes an hour or more to feed the little fella. Night feedings seemed to be shorter, but more frequent. Since he was eating less, he needed to eat more often. He sure was a lucky boy, having those sweet titties of his Diane's whenever he wanted. Then again, I was a lucky boy too, as I had them almost whenever I wanted!

One of the best side effects of having a breast feeding wife is the phenomenal growth of her tits. Diane had nice breasts before she got pregnant. Not huge at a "b" sized cup, but they were more than enough to satisfy me. She's always had very large areola. They were almost half the size of her breasts! You can imagine how sensitive they were at that size. I loved kissing and sucking them and always made that rest stop on the foreplay highway. As her pregnancy progressed, they swelled to a full "c" cup. That was nice. They complemented her frame quite nicely. She was on the petite side at 5'5" and 125 lbs, but had always packed a full, round derriere. With the little bit added up top, she had quite a classically curved figure. She thought she looked chubby with her bubble-butt and big boobs, but I always told her how incredibly hot and bothered seeing her naked made me. Merely imagining her naked stiffened me right up. I had always thought she was a hottie. A lot of guys get turned off when their wife gets "baby belly." Not me. The total package of my wife pregnant with my child, her sweet rounded ass and her new super-sized boobs kept me pawing at her round the clock. She didn't ever seem to mind. Of course, I had to be careful when we had sex so as not to hurt Tommy in the womb, but it didn't stop me or slow me down.

Now that Diane was breast feeding, her tits had ballooned to full "d" cups! You should have seen some of the rubber necking guys did when we were out of the house. Picture her: Five feet five inches tall - Light red hair, soft curls trailing halfway down her back - Pale, flawless skin - Cute, little girl freckles scattered about her face, chest and anywhere you could imagine - Deep blue, liquid eyes with long thick lashes - An hourglass figure that started at the top with the roundest, firmest "d" cup tits you've ever seen, a tapered mid-section with just enough of a tummy to make you want run your hands and tongue over the roundness and bottomed off with a perky round caboose that swayed and bounced in syncopation when she walked. I figure she was the cause of well over a hundred cases of whiplash. She wasn't a provocative dresser by any stretch of the imagination, but her jeans hugged her tight and the sweaters she wore were almost always v-neck. Rowr! I once saw a guy be slapped for ogling Diane right in front of his better half! I can't say that I blamed him. To say my wife is easy on the eyes is a gross understatement.

I laid in bed with the vision of Diane sauntering down the hall in nothing but her low-cut pink cotton panties. The way they fit the top of her crack showed; that was one of my favorite places to put my tongue. It tickled her and made her cheeks red. The cheeks on her face not her fanny. Being half asleep, I had my hand down my shorts pulling my cock before I realized it. I was rock hard thinking about her! I looked over at the clock again. It said four-o'clock. Time was still moving out of sync with my perception.

"Honey?" wafted in Diane's voice. I lurched, pulling my hand out of my shorts in a rather obvious manner. "Tommy finished pretty quick this time. Looks like you were just getting started though." I smiled, and felt my face flush. She'd caught me.

"Sorry," I said sheepishly.

"Oh, no, I'm sorry," Diane answered. "I didn't mean to interrupt. I was going to ask you to do me a favor, but since you are busy…"

"No honey, what is?" I asked, thinking she needed me to do some husbandly, fatherly lifting and toting related task.

"Well after Tommy finished, I kept leaking. I was going to have you get me a towel to put over me while I slept, but if you could think of some other way to clean up this milk…"

The lactation situation is an uneasy one for a lot of couples to deal with. In some cases the guy is really bothered and turned off by it. Sometimes a woman doesn't want any kind of sexual association with the nourishing of her child. Neither was the case with Diane and me. She had remarked to me not long after beginning to breast feed, that she actually felt a little (pardon the pun) titillated by it. Upon hearing that, my building curiosity got the better of me and I knelt down to gave one nip a little suck. I liked it. By the moan that came out of Diane I could tell she did too.

"We don't need to dirty a towel," I said. "Why don't you just come over here and get back in bed and I'll take care of this myself."

As Diane walked towards me the ambient light from the hallway gave her outline a soft glow. God I loved looking at this woman. Close to the bed, I could see the milky fluid dripping from the end of her erect nipples. My cock had softened when she startled me a moment earlier, but soft was not its state for long. She pulled the covers back and looked at the little tent in my shorts. She smiled. She crawled on top of me, straddling my chest on her knees. Lowering herself onto me, she put her lips to mine and we kissed, softly at first, but deep and long, with intensely growing passion. Our tongues explored each others mouths while our lips pressed hard against one another. We were making out like teenagers beneath the bleachers at a ball game.

"Oh, honey, I think I got you messy," she said playfully as she looked down at my chest. She had gotten me wet with breast milk. "Let me take care of that." She put her face to my chest and licked clean the milk.

"Wait, you came here so I could clean you up!" I said. She grinned and leaned back giving me room to lean up and put my mouth to her breast. She held it up for me, milk dripping from the nipple. I put my open mouth under the drip and let it drop onto my tongue. I love the sweet taste of her milk. It tasted ever so slightly sugary. She squeezed her breast so more would flow. It began to run down the sides of my face as she milked it for me. I shifted forward and wrapped my lips around her engorged nipple. I sucked hard, but gently.

"Mmmmmmm…" was Diane's response. A warm stream of milk flowed into my mouth. I licked my fingers, got them nice and wet and began softly circling her unattended areola. Suckling from the left, massaging the right, my cock was rigid and throbbing. She reached down and pulled it out the top of my shorts. She began stroking up and down as I loved on her big titties. The breast I was massaging was leaking like a sieve, milk running out over both of us. She let go of my cock and pushed herself back away from my touch and my hungry mouth. She scooted herself down on the bed and slid my shorts off. Standing up on her knees she locked eyes with me and massaged and squeezed her wet tits. She put one up to her lips and licked, never breaking our gaze. She threw her head back, her curly red hair streaming back as she reached down between her legs. She began rubbing her fingers around her clit. The circled round and round, never touching her swollen red button. She moaned and shifted her hips forward. Her fingers glanced over her clit and she shivered while I watched, my cock straining and ready to explode. The intensity of her masturbation increased as she began rubbing her clit in earnest. The milk oozing from her nipples was running down her stomach to her crotch and legs. Her hips were moving back and forth, grinding in a sexual rhythm. She looked like she was close to cumming.

"Unnnnhhhhhhh-SHIT!" she squealed. She took her hands off her clit and tit and collapsed, swallowing my cock. She did it so quickly that I jumped. Engulfing it in one swift motion, she was sucking my cock hard - just like I like. My head hit the back of her throat as I moved a handful of hair to the side so I could watch. I gently pulled her hair as she worked down my cock.

"Are you trying to nurse from me?" I asked playfully in a half-moan.

"Maybe." Was all she said as she went quickly stuffed my dick back into her mouth. I felt her hand go under my balls and between my legs. Her finger was beginning to slowly poke into my ass. She knew how much I loved it when she played with my asshole and sucked my cock. She stopped sucking just long enough to slick her finger with spit before she dove back down on my member. Her finger slid in up to the second knuckle and I squirmed to get more in. I could feel the slight tensing start in my balls as Diane must have as well. She took her finger out of my ass and stopped licking my cock.

"Not just yet, please?" She asked, blinking those beautiful eyes at me.

"No, of course not. I want to savor this baby," I replied.

"Good Boy. You make Mamma happy. Wanna do Mamma something good?" she asked in her little girl voice. She knew it really drove me crazy when she called herself Mamma and me her Good Boy. That voice added to the mix was just about more than I could bear!

"Yes Mamma, what do you want your Good Boy to do?" I replied.

She said nothing, but turned around so that she was looking away from me and scooted herself backwards. She arched her back so that her ass was in my face. I knew what she wanted. I grabbed her hips and started running my tongue around her puckered anus.

"Is this what Mamma wants?" I coyly asked.

"Oh yeah, baby, this is just what Mamma wants!" she grunted as she pushed her ass back further into my face. My tongue began poking just inside her dark starfish. Her moans told me that I indeed was her Good Boy. I felt her reach back under herself and between her legs. She began rubbing her clit again, as intensely as she had before if not more so.

"Eat my ass good, YEAH!!!" she screamed. Her fingers worked feverishly on her clit. I moved my hands all over her body, feeling how wet she was from the milk flowing from her tits. My cock was throbbing with anticipation.

"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh…" Diane was going to cum. Her fingers started ramming in and out of her hot pussy while I sucked hard on her asshole.

"YYYYEEEAAHHHHuuuuhhhhhhhnnnnn…" She arched her back and came in a spasm of delight. She moved her ass away from my mouth while she came down from the "O." Sometimes the sensation is too much for her so she has to stop everything while she relaxes. "Oh God, thank you. What does Mamma's Good Boy want as his reward for helping Mamma cum?"

"Mamma's Good Boy wants to put his cock up Mamma's tight shit hole." I said without skipping a beat. Normally I would not speak in such base language, but it did not seem inappropriate at this particular moment.

"Oooohh, maybe you are Mamma's Bad Boy instead!" Diane replied with a grin. "You wanna fuck Mamma in the shit hole? Do it you fucking little bastard. Fuck Mamma's shit hole hard and deep!" Diane got on all fours and arched her back. I reached into the dresser drawer close to the bed and procured a tube of Astro-glide. I applied a generous amount to my cock and squirted a cool glob onto her anus. I worked it in with my finger, then two as she squirmed.

"Oooooooh your cock is gonna feel sooo good up my ass baby, shove it in, shove it in now you fucker!" She groaned. I put my cock to the opening of her dark tunnel and pushed just inside. She gasped as it popped inside her sphincter.

"Yeah….. Baby's cock feels sooo good in Mamma's tight fucking shit hole…" I couldn't believe how nasty Diane was getting! This is a woman who less than twenty minutes ago had been nursing our baby. God I loved her! I began thrusting in and out her ass. Withdrawing my cock almost all the way out, the plunging hard and deep back in. Diane was in ecstacy as I pummeled her asshole. I was pounding hard and deep, giving her the ass-fucking of a lifetime. My cock felt on fire in her tight space. She squeezed her sphincter muscles with each thrust, just enough to increase the drag. The feeling was incredible!

"Oh God, I think I'm gonna cum soon…" I moaned.

"Where do you wanna cum?" Diane asked.

"Tits…" was all I could get out.

With that she leaned forward, popping my cock rather abruptly out of her ass, and spun around. She got on top, straddling my chest with her ample tits hanging down in front of my cock. Still gooey and slick from the ass-lube, I sandwiched my member between her huge milky tits. Still oozing her milk, her tits engulfed my cock. As the head disappeared down between her massive mammaries, the milk pooled up between them. I squeezed her tits together, shoving my cock up and down in the middle of the soft cushion, making squishing sounds form the lube and the milk. I felt my bag tighten as Diane moaned.

"Oh God…UUUUUUUUHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNN…" My cum flew up between Diane's soft tits, splashing her face and into her hair. I thrust with each spasm of cum.

"Oh yeah, baby, cum for Mamma like a Good Boy," Diane laughed as I came all over her face and chest. When I finished she leaned back and looked down at her spent Good Boy. She was covered in milk, lube, and cum. She wiped the cum from her face with her hand, then licked it clean. She did the same to both breasts.

She collapsed onto my chest, covering me in the same goo she was wearing. I didn't care. I was in heaven.

"I love you. You're incredible," I said.

"You're pretty incredible yourself honey," she replied. She paused a moment. "Shit hole? Where'd that come from?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," I suddenly felt like I'd crossed the line.

"No, don't be! I like your nasty side." Diane said jubilantly. "I love you - Bad Boy."

"Mamma's Bad Boy," I replied. "Let's get in the shower and wash this mess off now."

"I'll check on Tommy first" She said, regaining that wonderful soft mothering tone. "Don't hog the hot water Bad Boy."

"I won't. Mamma." I kissed her, got up and headed for the shower.

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