Milky Adventure Part-14 (Feeding Rajesh)

(This is the continuation of my last part so please read it first before reading this one. Thank you.)

Riya wasn’t wearing panties, and she felt smooth and warm. Rajesh squeezed her buttocks. Riya lifted her knee to plant it on the other side of him so she was now astride him, but her hips clear of him so they weren’t touching there. Riya was over him.

However, her leg had brushed against his erect cock inside his pajamas, and she was touched to know he was responding to her. With his mouth, he searched for her breast and nipple again. She moved so that her breast was over his mouth and he pressed on her back with one hand, holding her against him so he could again take her breast in his mouth.

This time he sucked harder and he felt the warm sweetness of drops of milk in his mouth. He sucked some more, and he felt it fill his mouth. Riya was overcome to feel this too. She felt herself nurturing him. Her heart filling with almost uncontrollable emotions for what he was taking from her.

Rajesh continued to milk her, he sucked harder and she flowed more easily. For Riya, it felt like the milk was carrying her love for him and filling him with it. It was like a calf sucking on tits. Riya over him supported herself by her knee and elbow, enjoying herself being suckled nicely by her Rajesh.

He felt the drops dry off, and she moved so that her other breast was at his mouth, and he gently sucked her nipple until he felt the first warm drops, then he opened his mouth and continued to feed on her. He cupped his hand around her breast and squeezed and kneaded gently.

She was still kneeling astride him, her breasts dangling over his face, his hand resting now on her flank, and as she felt the milk dry up, she lay next to him again. This time he propped himself up on one elbow and looked at her.

She cupped her hand on his cheek and whispered, “My beautiful boy.”

“Thank you, I love you, mom.”

“I love you too honey.”

He pressed his hips against her, and she felt his erection against her thigh. She reached down and touched him lightly. He pressed his lips again to hers, and kissed her, a long slow tender kiss. His hand rested on her tummy, and she took it and placed it on her mound.

“Mom I wanna feel inside you at least by touch mom please”

Riya thought for a second and felt that Rajesh needed more as he already saw her with Shreyas. Plus her guilt of leaving Rajesh alone made her think otherwise.

“Honey, its ok to touch me.”

“You sure mom?”

“Yes, darling.”

She parted her thighs and his hand slid easily down between them, with his fingers touching her lips. She sensed his hesitation now, and guided his fingers, tracing them up and down her lips, holding them against the top of her vulva and with his fingers pressed them against the flesh covering her clit.

Rajesh sensed something important in being guided by the woman who meant more to him than anyone in the world. He let his fingers be guided by her. She traced lines with his fingers up and down her lips, ether side. Her vulva lips were soft and fleshy, there was no hair, apart from a small area just at the top of her vulva.

On either side of her lips, she was hairless and smooth. With two fingers she deftly raised her lips apart and guided his fingers between them. Then she guided them so he was caressing up and down between her lips. She took her fingers away, and he continued to caress her, teasing her lips with his fingertips.

“Let me show you, honey,” she whispered and again took his fingers and pressed them against her clit. Then she guided his fingers to the top of her lips and under the hood and held his fingertip against her clit.

“Feel this Rajesh?”

“Yeah,” he whispered.

“It’s my clitoris, it’s the most pleasurable part of a woman, it’s very exciting when you touch it.”

Riya loved teaching and coaching Rajesh, he was her god, her prince and she felt she was preparing him to be gentle and kind as a lover, and she wanted to make up for her not noticing he was gone earlier.

“Its most exciting when you do this,” and she rubbed her finger in little circles over the top of her clit.

He didn’t say anything but copied her movements, rubbing her in little circles. She was starting to respond inside, but she suppressed it, wanting this to be about him, not her.

“You can rub hard, and then rub soft honey, let your body feel what I am feeling. You can change what you do depending on what you sense I am feeling.”

She melted when she saw his concentration on what he was doing.

“You can change pace a bit by feeling me down lower, where the entrance to my pussy is. down here.”

Again she guided his fingers down between her lips and pressed his fingers against her. Her lips parted and he felt the warmth and moistness of her. He pressed and one finger, his middle finger, eased inside her, and instinctively he withdrew then pushed again, he finger slid in and out easily, spreading her warm juices over her lips.

Inside she was warm and fleshy, and he imagined what it looked like when he touched her. As he toyed with her pussy, his hips ground against her, his hard cock rubbing her thigh. She touched him, lightly at first, then rubbed and stroked him, her fingers on the outside of his pajamas.

Rajesh felt the familiar feeling building inside him, he moved his hips, his cock easing in and out of her grip.

“Yes, that’s right honey,” she reassured him, just move your hips. She held her hand still, lightly gripping him, feeling his cock move in and out of her grip.

His breathing was loud, he moaned, but she shushed him.

“Yes honey, come on, relax and let go.”

He was thrusting hard with his hips, her hand was soft and she knew exactly how to place pressure to pleasure him without hurting him. When she felt the first spurts soak his pajamas she moved her hand back and forwards on him in rhythm with his thrusts and as his movements eased.

She continued to stroke him until he was spent. He lay back on the bed, still breathing hard, and Riya felt a fulfillment that had nothing to do with sexual pleasure but with love and affection for her boy.

“Take these off honey,” she whispered, easing his pajamas down over his waist.

He raised his hips and she took them over his feet and dropped them on the floor. His cock was still half hard, and the tip glistened in the half-light. She bent over and kissed the tip, then licked the drop of cum. He moaned softly again.

“Happy honey?” she whispered.

“Mmmmm yes,” he replied.

“Me too my darling. You will always be my best boy, I will always love you.”

“Me too mom, you are the best mom in the world.”

Riya rested her head on his chest, her arm across his shoulder and she toyed with the hair on the nape of his neck. His arm was around her, and they lay together, content with the intimacy between them. Riya breathed in his boyish manly scent, her heart full of love for him.