Go out for a walk

“It’s still coming out,” Melanie gasps, sounding a little impressed as you spill the last of your seed all over her hand. “You were really backed up.”

“_U-ugh..._ Mmmm,” you groan, your eyes still closed. “Oh God... It feels so good, Mommy.”

“I can see that, yes,” Melanie replies awkwardly, her eyes glued to your cock as it jerks violently in her hand. She holds you close and keeps stroking until you’re completely empty. When it’s all over, there’s a ridiculous amount of cum staining her hand, her top, and the couch.

“...You’re still hard,” Melanie says wearily, squeezing your shaft for emphasis. “Why are you still hard? You just came.”

“You make it sound like it’s a bad thing,” you reply, finally coming down from your high. You grab a handful of titflesh and squeeze as you continue. “I think it gives me an edge over other men, Mommy. You should be proud.”

Melanie visibly blushes, looking at you curiously... But just at that moment Hanna starts to wail, and the tension between the two of you breaks.

“You should wash your hands before you pick her up,” you sigh, getting up from her lap and grabbing tissues from the living room table. “And I guess you can feed her from your breasts until you really think she needs to be weaned.”

Melanie gives you a grateful smile before rushing off to her real child. You’re left laughing to yourself, amused and annoyed at the same time.

“I need to find someone to take care of the kid,” you mutter to yourself. “At least while dear old 'Dad' isn’t around. He can take the kid while I bond with her.”

Maybe I can have Erica move in, but that’s thinking small. What’s better than having two hot women under my control? Three, four—As many as I fucking want, really.

And so you begin plotting away, getting dressed and fetching your phone to call Erica. You text her the location of her car and your new address, ordering her to drop everything and come over.

‘Tell them your master is calling you and that it can’t be helped,’ you add to the text, chuckling as you picture her explaining to her coworkers the new dynamic between the two of you... And them just accepting her words.

After a brief moment of contemplating your next move, you decide to take a walk around the neighbourhood while you wait for Erica’s response.

Melanie walks in at just at that moment, Hanna held to the nipple opposite the one you just finished nursing from.

“I’ll be out for a little while,” you inform her.

“What? For how long?” Melanie looks slightly unwilling to let you leave as her brows furrow. “You are coming back, right?”

“Of course I am, Mommy. C’mere and give me a kiss,” you respond, reaching over and wrapping your arm around her waist. She turns so your lips find her cheek, but you plant small kisses on her face and inch your way closer to her mouth.

"That's enough, young man," Melanie chastises you through barely contained giggles.

"I just want my mother's attention."

"You're being inappropriate," Melanie scoffs.

"You know you want to spoil me, Mommy. You know this intimacy is what we both want. What we need," you whisper. "Kiss me and I'll be home sooner rather than later."

Melanie turns her head without much resistance after that. She allows you to claim her lips, and the two of you make out passionately. You place your hand on the small of her back and pull away.

"You'll forget everything I say once I remove my hand, but the effect will last forever," you whisper into her ear.

"You won't be able to stop thinking about the fact you gave me a handjob today. You can tell your son desires you, and this excites you so much because you desire him too," you continue. "Maybe next time, I won't stop when you tell me to. Maybe you'll have to get on your knees and take swallow my cum before I relent."

"It's not like your husband will find out. He's an oblivious fool," you whisper insidiously. "Maybe you can look for opportunities to be alone with me even when he's around, Mommy."

After stealing another kiss, you finally remove your hand from her back. Melanie blinks as her senses return to her.

“Sweetie,” she calls out with a nod, blushing beautifully as you turn around. “...Stay safe and hurry back.”