Their Breastfeeding Boy

Peeking

After my shower, Beth and Mary ushered me into their bed, telling me to take a nap as they made dinner.

Just remembering what I saw happen in their bed nearly gave me a boner, despite cumming minutes before.

I thanked them, laying down with a weak expression and sighing once my head touched their pillow.

Mary leaned forward to kiss my forehead, and Beth followed with the same gesture.

The minute they closed the door, I buried my face deep into the sheets and inhaled as much of their sweet scent as possible.

They've had sex here. Their cum has stained these sheets. Their milk has dripped from their nipples and dampened the fabric beneath them. Their intoxicating scent was all over the place.

Jacking off was futile.

I needed something more, something I desperately desired.

Without meaning to, the swirl of emotions in my head along with the soothing scent around me lulled me into a deep sleep.

I wake up when I hear the door creek open, but I quickly close my eyes again.

"Aww, he's still asleep. Poor thing," Mary coos.

I hear the shuffling of feet approaching. A warm hand touches my forehead.

"He's not as hot anymore," Beth says. "He's still somewhat warm."

"The soup should make him feel better," Mary says.

Soup? I don't want fucking soup.

I want them to pump everything they have in those full, heavy breasts of theirs and put it in a jar for me. I need the taste of it again. I can't possibly wait any longer.

Beth hums, and I feel the bed dip on my left side and then on my right.

My heart begins to race.

This could be my chance.

I groan as I pretend to wake up with a pained expression and stretch my right hand, "accidentally" touching Beth's breast.

Fuck, it's so soft.

I pretend to widen my eyes as I move my hand away.

"Sorry," I say in a sick voice.

Beth chuckles. "It's okay. How are you feeling, love?"

I shiver and groan as I curl up into a ball.

"Somewhat weaker, but not as hot as in the morning."

Beth frowns as she leans closer, and Mary coos as she leans to touch his forehead.

"Poor thing, you feel weak because you haven't eaten."

I don't respond. I'm far too concentrated on resisting the urge to moan when both their bodies press against mine.

If only I could go a little lower.

"The soup I'm making is nearly ready," Mary says with a smile. "We'll call you in twenty minutes, okay?"

I nod weakly.

When they stand from bed, I follow their asses out the door. I had never paid much attention to that since I was mostly a boob guy, but I couldn't help but groan when they shut the door.

They had perfect, full-rounded asses as well. It wasn't a surprise, though. They were always at the gym for two hours after work, nearly every day.

Fuck this.

I need to get laid already.

I stand with purpose and head to my room in search of my phone. As I walk into the hallway, the noises coming from the kitchen stop me in my tracks.

"Beeeth," Mary whispers before giggling.

Beth hums.

"He's going to hear us," Mary whines quietly.

"Well then, I guess we're just going to have to be really quiet, won't we?" Beth says.

My steps are slow and quiet as I walk down the hall, stopping at an angle where I could see them but they couldn't see me.

My cock gets hard when I find Mary leaning on the wall next to the counter, undressed from the waist down.

Beth is on her knees, trailing her tongue from Mary's lower belly to her waxed pussy.

Mary bucks her hips with desperation clouded in her eyes.

I fist my cock with a silent groan and start stroking it when Beth dives her tongue deep inside Mary's slit, and Mary's eyes roll back as she tilts her head against the wall.

For fuck's sake.

To think of all the times this has probably happened since I arrived, and I've missed all of it.

Beth smirks as she seductively traces her hand up Mary's leg before pushing her index finger into Mary's pussy.

Mary yelps softly and bucks her hips, riding Beth's tongue and finger.

Beth adds another finger and curls her hand. That is all Mary needs to cum. She bites her lip hard as cum squirts out her pussy, and Beth drinks it all.

Just as I'm about to cum, I hastily pull my hand back, wanting to smack the fucking wall.

Think of something gross. Think of something gross.

I can't cum inside my boxers, or else I'll have to change clothes, and they'll question it.

Fuck, my balls are full, and my cock is throbbing.

Mary's giggle makes me look back up.

I gulp down a sob that desperately wants to come out when I see Mary playing with her breasts. Her nipples are soft but are hardening as she touches them.

"Do you need help, my love?" Beth asks as she rises and tries to wrap her mouth around Mary's left nipple.

Mary shakes her head, teasingly covering her nipples with both hands.

"I've been waiting all day to pump at night," she says. "I want to fill a jar of milk for Michael."

My cock twitches.

Fuck. Yes, please.

Beth nods. "I haven't pumped all day for that reason as well."

I groan quietly.

Soon, I'll have more of their delicious milk.

Mary nods as she looks down at Beth's breasts hungrily.

"They do look larger than normal."

They do. Both their tits look impossibly larger than normal.

The timer rings, and both women turn to look at the clock.

"We should go wake Michael up."

At Beth's words, I immediately tiptoed back into their room. A new plan formed inside my head. I am a desperate man. And I am willing to risk it all.

I could potentially lose it all, but if there's just the possibility of being able to touch one... suck one, the reward is far greater.

Definitely worth the risk.

I lie in bed, waiting for them to come inside. No matter what, tonight, I won't stop trying and begging until I get to taste the delicious milk straight from their breasts.