Mama Plans Breakfast
Mama Plans Breakfast
I
Feeling Emma’s soft little lips wrapped around his manhood before drifting off to sleep -and again as one of the first sensations of the morning - was nothing unusual for the Daddy in this family. His little g*** often enjoyed snuggling her soft little body against his belly and thighs as he went to sleep for the night, her mouth gently holding his cock, sucking the last flavors from it. Usually, this practice would be rewarding for the pretty 20-something as her Daddy’s member became extraordinarily stiff during his deepest stages of sleep. This would sometimes present to her one of favorite opportunities. To again imagine that she was still his little plaything - suckling for its food, not from a mother’s breast, but from her dear loving Daddy, his pre-cum dribbling into her little mouth, while she gently moved her d*****-covered crotch against his strong leg. She would sometimes do this until she spent her own juices into her diaper, and then later find other uses for her own creaminess, just as she knew pleased Daddy.
But, this one Spring weekend morning was different. Emma, indeed, had again stretched her favorite little onesie over her big belly, and diaper, and set about removing what flavors she could from her Daddy’s soft, thick member while he drifted off to sleep. She had not planned on remaining there for long, however. What she had firmly in mind was honoring the request she had received earlier that day from their oldest c****. In fact, the more she thought about fulfilling the young pre-pub*****’s request, the more her crotch would reward such thoughts with familiar warm twinges, and the more her body would call her to creating the scene, all the way through to its conclusion. During after-school play that day, Samantha - who had just turned **** - had made it clear, she was ready to play the role of Mama Pig.
II
Emma had resisted the idea of first, and she wan’t sure why. Maybe it was simply because she was so used to being in that role herself, and was just resisting change. Maybe it was because she wasn’t ready to give up the reins of being the provider of Daddy’s special treat to the c******* when they were at their hungriest. She and Daddy had, many times, had their most intense pleasures together while watching them hungrily ingest the juices he had just produced a few minutes earlier.
Of course, they had begun dreaming up all kinds of creative ways to feed their love juices to the ****** ones. When they were just new*****, unable to wait for when they might have grown a bit older, Daddy began stroking himself over their little faces as they sucked from Emma’s breasts. It was almost immediately clear to Emma that her Daddy enjoyed watching the ch****** suck from her, but what he really enjoyed was flavoring her nipples with his pre-cum, and thick jizz, for the b***** to eat.
Being the first-born, little Samantha was the first recipient of Daddy’s juices, and she took to it like a champ, never interrupting her sucking from her Momma for even a moment as rivulets of Daddy’s cum poured down over her m*****’s small, but pretty, round breasts, down over the nipples and into her mouth.
Somewhere along the way, little Sam had obviously become used to the taste. For on those days when Daddy was outside working, or taking care of other duties, she would balk at taking momma’s nipple and would fuss. For that reason, Daddy would usually try to be there to keep his *********** happy. Furthermore, aside from the taste of the juices, little Samantha seemed genuinely pleased with the whole ritual of seeing her f*****’s long hard manhood looming over her face - and watching the hard bulbous tip as it was served by her mother’s lips and tongue. On some sort of primal level, the b*** enjoyed knowing that she and her Mommy were both feeding at the same time. And, it was obvious to her, even as an i****t, that Mommy was feeding with her simultaneously. Her mother would moan hungrily as she worked at coaxing out drops of the slippery clear liquid. And she loved it when Mommy would sometimes talk to the happy stranger that hovered over her face.
“That’s good Daddy, feed us both together,” Emma would hiss. “We love it, Daddy. I want to teach this little one to crave you in the same the way that I do.” She’d give little whimpers at times, and divide the direction of her eyes between Daddy’s face and her own. She loved the way her Mommy would look down at her lovingly as she extended her tongue out to the end of the stiff monster, obviously enjoying the taste of what it was leaking into her mouth.
She often would suddenly suck the whole head into her mouth as if something special had happened that caused her whole body to fill with pleasure. She’d close her eyes tightly and move violently. Then, slip her mouth off the stranger and again glance lovingly down at her. Momma would then part her lips, causing great streams of delicious warm liquid to dribble down her chest, over her breast, and flow warmly over her little face. The taste of Momma’s milk would then change, and it was this taste - it became clear to her later - was what her mommy had wanted to make sure she experienced. As Sam grew older, it didn’t even really matter what the taste was like of the fluids she sucked into her mouth. The taste had became a part of the sweet warm memories she shared with her M****y and D***y, and pleasing them was something she grew to love. And, that is almost certainly why she now regularly craved her Daddy’s beautiful cock, to relieve him of his love juices, and now to be placed in the most special role of Mama Pig.
I
Feeling Emma’s soft little lips wrapped around his manhood before drifting off to sleep -and again as one of the first sensations of the morning - was nothing unusual for the Daddy in this family. His little g*** often enjoyed snuggling her soft little body against his belly and thighs as he went to sleep for the night, her mouth gently holding his cock, sucking the last flavors from it. Usually, this practice would be rewarding for the pretty 20-something as her Daddy’s member became extraordinarily stiff during his deepest stages of sleep. This would sometimes present to her one of favorite opportunities. To again imagine that she was still his little plaything - suckling for its food, not from a mother’s breast, but from her dear loving Daddy, his pre-cum dribbling into her little mouth, while she gently moved her d*****-covered crotch against his strong leg. She would sometimes do this until she spent her own juices into her diaper, and then later find other uses for her own creaminess, just as she knew pleased Daddy.
But, this one Spring weekend morning was different. Emma, indeed, had again stretched her favorite little onesie over her big belly, and diaper, and set about removing what flavors she could from her Daddy’s soft, thick member while he drifted off to sleep. She had not planned on remaining there for long, however. What she had firmly in mind was honoring the request she had received earlier that day from their oldest c****. In fact, the more she thought about fulfilling the young pre-pub*****’s request, the more her crotch would reward such thoughts with familiar warm twinges, and the more her body would call her to creating the scene, all the way through to its conclusion. During after-school play that day, Samantha - who had just turned **** - had made it clear, she was ready to play the role of Mama Pig.
II
Emma had resisted the idea of first, and she wan’t sure why. Maybe it was simply because she was so used to being in that role herself, and was just resisting change. Maybe it was because she wasn’t ready to give up the reins of being the provider of Daddy’s special treat to the c******* when they were at their hungriest. She and Daddy had, many times, had their most intense pleasures together while watching them hungrily ingest the juices he had just produced a few minutes earlier.
Of course, they had begun dreaming up all kinds of creative ways to feed their love juices to the ****** ones. When they were just new*****, unable to wait for when they might have grown a bit older, Daddy began stroking himself over their little faces as they sucked from Emma’s breasts. It was almost immediately clear to Emma that her Daddy enjoyed watching the ch****** suck from her, but what he really enjoyed was flavoring her nipples with his pre-cum, and thick jizz, for the b***** to eat.
Being the first-born, little Samantha was the first recipient of Daddy’s juices, and she took to it like a champ, never interrupting her sucking from her Momma for even a moment as rivulets of Daddy’s cum poured down over her m*****’s small, but pretty, round breasts, down over the nipples and into her mouth.
Somewhere along the way, little Sam had obviously become used to the taste. For on those days when Daddy was outside working, or taking care of other duties, she would balk at taking momma’s nipple and would fuss. For that reason, Daddy would usually try to be there to keep his *********** happy. Furthermore, aside from the taste of the juices, little Samantha seemed genuinely pleased with the whole ritual of seeing her f*****’s long hard manhood looming over her face - and watching the hard bulbous tip as it was served by her mother’s lips and tongue. On some sort of primal level, the b*** enjoyed knowing that she and her Mommy were both feeding at the same time. And, it was obvious to her, even as an i****t, that Mommy was feeding with her simultaneously. Her mother would moan hungrily as she worked at coaxing out drops of the slippery clear liquid. And she loved it when Mommy would sometimes talk to the happy stranger that hovered over her face.
“That’s good Daddy, feed us both together,” Emma would hiss. “We love it, Daddy. I want to teach this little one to crave you in the same the way that I do.” She’d give little whimpers at times, and divide the direction of her eyes between Daddy’s face and her own. She loved the way her Mommy would look down at her lovingly as she extended her tongue out to the end of the stiff monster, obviously enjoying the taste of what it was leaking into her mouth.
She often would suddenly suck the whole head into her mouth as if something special had happened that caused her whole body to fill with pleasure. She’d close her eyes tightly and move violently. Then, slip her mouth off the stranger and again glance lovingly down at her. Momma would then part her lips, causing great streams of delicious warm liquid to dribble down her chest, over her breast, and flow warmly over her little face. The taste of Momma’s milk would then change, and it was this taste - it became clear to her later - was what her mommy had wanted to make sure she experienced. As Sam grew older, it didn’t even really matter what the taste was like of the fluids she sucked into her mouth. The taste had became a part of the sweet warm memories she shared with her M****y and D***y, and pleasing them was something she grew to love. And, that is almost certainly why she now regularly craved her Daddy’s beautiful cock, to relieve him of his love juices, and now to be placed in the most special role of Mama Pig.
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