Mrs. Cunningham  (Fg+,nepi,infant,toddler,mast,lac,breast)

by Isabel Noddeland


Mrs. Cunningham is a the perfect wife and mother. She is well respected in 
the community. She is now 38 years old and is staying at home with her 
4-year-old daughter Melissa and her 3 month old baby girl Dina. 

Linda Cunningham is a beautiful lady. She has a proud figure and always 
dresses very properly and correct. She is very concerned about appearance 
and would not ever dream about swearing or talking dirty. She is what you 
would consider a classy lady. Always perfect nails, perfect long hair, 
just a hint of makeup, and always wearing a nice dress or skirt with a 
blouse.  Never would she wear a pair of pants as she considers them as 
men's clothes.

Before having their first baby, she was working as a department manager in 
a commercial bank in the city.

Starting a family has always been a high priority for Mrs. Cunningham.
She grew up in a very puritan family. She would not allow anyone to use 
her first name unless they are in close family.

As you understand, Mrs. Cunningham is an old fashioned wife and mother. No 
one would ever suspect that this perfect and devoted mom and wife would 
soon have her secrets.

Mrs. Cunningham had a hormone treatment in order to get pregnant with 
their first baby. This hormone treatment had an unexpected effect: She got 
lust and urges she never before had felt. She started to think about sex 
during the day. This frightened her a lot as she had always been in control 
of her emotions, but she had suppressed the urges so far.

As she now had given birth to her second baby girl, she was staying at home 
and making sure that the house always looked perfect and raised her 
children in a proper manner.

This day in question was very much like every other day. She had been out 
in the garden for a while with her daughter Melissa - picking some flowers 
for a table decoration. The little baby was in a pram in the end of the 
garden. When she started crying, she picked her up and walked inside the 
house and was heading for the bathroom to change her diapers. 

After washing the baby, she looked at her watch and realized that it was 
time for the little one to have some milk and a little nap. Mrs. Cunningham 
uses a maternity bra of the kind you can flip open and free the breasts 
without taking off the bra. 

She sat down on the sofa and unbuttoned her blouse as she had done many 
times before. Mrs. Cunningham had lovely white, voluptuous breasts that 
pressed on and almost wanted to pop out of the opening of the maternity bra. 
Her breasts had a thin skin where you could see the veins. Her areolas were 
actually bright red - as if someone had been covering them with red lipstick. 
Her milk filled breasts and hard nipples were no challenge for the little 
baby girl. She easily found her mom's big nipple and attached her mouth to 
it.

As she had many times before, Mrs. Cunningham felt a little tingling in her 
stomach and felt a little moistness in her crotch the second the baby 
started sucking her milk.

She had never told this to anyone, and she was ashamed that she felt this 
way from nursing her own baby. She had been able to suppress this feeling 
and she had never touched herself before during breast feeding.

The little baby was hungry and, to even up, she changed to the other breast. 

She felt droplets of milk run down from the still half full breast.

As she was sitting on the sofa, she closed her eyes for few seconds and 
must have dozed off for a little bit, because she woke up and found, very 
much to her surprise and shock, that her 4-year-old daughter was sucking 
on the other tit.

"I am a baby too," said Melissa.

For once in her life, Mrs. Cunningham did not know how to react. Should 
she push her away? Be angry at her? She could not do that? Her daughter 
did not know that it was unnatural for a 4 year old to suck on mom's tits. 

Why couldn't she do it when her little sister did it?

Mrs. Cunningham told her daughter in a very kind and soft voice that she 
was too old for this and that she had to save her milk for the baby.

"Just a little more Mommie.... ???"

Mrs. Cunningham gave it two seconds and was just about to tell her daughter 
no. Then she felt the familiar tingling in her pussy again. She felt she 
was moister that ever before. Ohh my God what am I doing, she thought. 
This is not right. This is very, very wrong. But she had never felt so 
good before.. She felt a uncontrollable lust and urge to move her hands 
down into her panties. But she finally managed to control herself. She 
told her daughter that the nursing had to end and she had to go to the 
toilet. She could see the disappointment in Melissa's eyes, but she had to 
be in control.

She had to go to the toilet bad. "Melissa. You have to be a big girl and 
look after your sister for 2 minutes. Can you do that?" She nodded. Mrs. 
Cunningham have never had this strong feeling before. She had to touch 
herself, but not in front of the kids. She rushed to the bathroom and 
closed the door.

She removed her panties and sat down on the toilet seat. On the sink next 
to the toilet she saw a packet of new pacifiers.
She desperately opened the package and took one out without hesitating. 
She rubbed her wet pussy and clitoris with it before inserting it and used 
it as a small dildo...

She almost passed out when the orgasm hit her. She could not believe what 
just happened. She promised herself that this could not ever happen again.
She forgot all about the pacifier until 10 minutes later when her daughter 
came in to the living room with the pacifier in her hand. It was 
glistening with her juices and she thought she was about to die when she 
saw it.

She could not speak a word as she saw her 4-year-old daughter insert the 
pacifier in her mouth. She was not able to stop her before it was to late. 
She was sucking on the very thing that her mom just had been inserting 
into her vagina opening. This cannot be happening she thought to herself. 
For the second time in 10 minutes she felt shame and arousal at the same 
time... What was happening to her?

Later that evening when the kids were put to bed, Mrs. Cunningham sat down 
to think about what had happened that day. She was still shocked by her 
own reaction to both the nursing incident and seeing her daughter put the 
pacifier in her mouth. How could she be turned on by this at all? This is 
sick, she thought to herself. It's these kind of parents you read about in 
the news. The kind of pervert pedophiles that go to jail for abusing their 
own kids or some one else's kids. She remembered she just had read about a 
female kinder garden teacher in Georgia that was accused for abusing three 
small girls in the kindergarden and also charged for molesting her own 
daughter. 

Mrs. Cunningham did not want to end up in the news like this woman did. The 
woman was found not guilty, but everyone was thinking that there must have 
been something going on.

Mrs. Cunningham started her laptop in order to find out more about this 
topic. She surfed the net for news about child abuse. To her surprise, she 
found a lot of cases were women were accused for having sex with young girls 
and boys. This was all very shocking to her, but for the third time this day 
she felt a tingling between her legs. 

'What is going on with me?' She thought. 'I should not have such feelings. 
It's sick, it's perverted!' 

She kept on surfing the net for other stories about the topic. She found 
herself very intrigued by these stories. She now found herself looking for 
erotic and pornographic material with this topic. She convinced herself that 
it could not hurt just to look. It seemed that she at this point lost her 
morals - at least for the moment.

She found pictures of mothers nursing, mothers dressed naughty, pregnant 
women having sex and a lot of other things she never before had believed she 
ever would see. 

Mrs. Cunningham was getting in a state of arousal. She was slowly letting go 
of her moral values. She feels herself drawn to pictures and stories of a 
sexual nature involving young girls and their kids. 

Suddenly, she hears crying from her little baby girl and that tears her out 
of her trance of sexual desires for a moment. She realizes that it has been 
four hours since her baby last got food. 

She picked up the baby, changed the baby's diapers, washed the little baby 
nice and clean - all the time suppressing her sexual tension and desires.

She brings the baby back into the living room and sits down in the sofa to 
nurse her little baby girl. 

She opens up her maternity bra and notices that her breasts are swollen and 
leaking small droplets of milk from the nipples. 

She grabs a wet tissue and cleans her breasts. The cool feeling of the wet 
tissue makes her nipple erect even more. With the nipples still leaking, she 
lets her baby girl latch her lips around her nipple.  At the same moment 
she feels a rush go through her body and her crotch immediately moistens and 
makes her panties wet. 

She cannot hold back anymore. She lets all moral limitations behind and 
moves her hand down into her wet panties. She knows how wrong this is, but 
at the same time she cannot stop it. Maybe it is the "illegalness" of the 
setting that makes Mrs. Cunningham so very horny now. 

She inserts a finger in between her outer lips - sliding it up an down her 
wet slit. She brings the finger up under her nose, smells it, and inserts 
the finger in her mouth - tasting herself. 

'This is so very wrong.' She thinks to herself. 

But it is too late to turn back now. Smelling and tasting her juices while 
her little baby girl was sucking her milk from her sensitive nipple was the 
naughtiest and most erotic thing she had ever experienced. She was 
completely driven by a sick lust and craving for her own pleasure at this 
time. 

She got more moisture from her slit and rubbed it over her free nipple. She 
then let her baby swap to the other breast. 

She could not hold back anymore - seeing her baby suck her own juices from 
her breasts was too much!

She had the strongest orgasm ever.

When she came about after her orgasm, she was feeling the old feelings of 
shame come back to her. 

'What kind of mother am I'" she thought.

But there was more to come.


THE END

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