Me - Sunny, My Lactating Aunt and My Bisexual Mother - Read at your own Risk !

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Scene 76

I'm Sunny. The car stopped smoothly at the front of a huge mansion. The engine went quiet, but the air inside was still loud with the sound of my heavy breathing and the wet rhythm of me suckling.

We reached God Mother's house. I was still in her lap, latched on tight like my life depended on it. She didn't mind at all. In fact, she seemed to love the weight of me. The driver opened the door, and the cool night air hit us, but God Mother didn't make me move. She stood up out of the Rolls Royce while holding me against her bare chest. My shorts were still off, and my bare skin felt cold against the night air, but her body was like a heater.

As we walked into the house, I could see the servants lined up. Their eyes went wide when they saw her walking in with her blouse open and a boy drinking her milk.

God Mother: "He is the one, Ram Singh. The boy who will change everything."

She told the head servant. He bowed low, his eyes staying on the floor.

Ram Singh: "Yes, Mother. Your rooms are ready. We have scented the air with the oils you like."

I kept my mouth on her nipple, tasting the sweet, thick milk as she carried me up a wide marble staircase. Every step she took made her big breasts bounce slightly, and I held on tighter. The servants watched us with a mix of respect and fear. They knew I was special now.

She took me into her bedroom and kicked the door shut. The room smelled like fresh blankets and of flower oils. She finally put me down on the edge of a bed that felt softer than a cloud.

God Mother: "Sunny, beta. You know what Jayashree and Mansi told me? They said you have a special power to fix the 'sadness' in women, right?"

She talked in a low, shaky voice. She walked closer until her knees were touching my legs.

God Mother: "Well, God Mother has a lot of sadness tonight. I have a big 'fever' in my body, and only a brave boy like you can help it go away. It’s a very important medical job. Do you want to help God Mother feel better?"

I looked up at her. She was so powerful, but right now, she looked like she was begging me. I felt like the one in charge even though I was small. It was a strange feeling—like I was a little king.

Sunny: "I want to help you, God Mother."

God Mother immediately got mighty horny. She had been waiting and leaking all the way in the journey in the car. I could see the wetness on her silk saree where it had touched her core. Her face was flushed red, and her eyes were wide and hungry.

God Mother: "Oh, Sunny beta. I have been burning for you since the car. I can't wait another second."

She wasn't being the calm "Mother" anymore. She was a woman who had been holding back a giant wave of desire. She held all the power, but she was surrendering her body to the "Puppy Love" she said I gave her. It felt taboo, I was just a boy, and she was the leader of a huge secret project, but it also felt like I was being worshipped.

She ripped off the rest of her saree. The sound of the silk tearing was loud in the quiet room. She stood over me, her skin glowing like gold in the lamp light. I could smell the sweat and the sweet milk on her skin. She grabbed my hands and pulled them to her wet core.

God Mother: "Feel this, Sunny. See how much I want you? I have been leaking for you for miles."
Her skin was incredibly hot, and her core felt like molten lava, thick, wet, and burning. She pushed me back onto the silk sheets. The texture of the silk was cool against my back, but she was fire on top of me.

She didn't waste any more time. She climbed on top of me, her heavy breasts swinging over my face. She guided my erection toward her.

God Mother: "Take me, Sunny. Be the boy, I know you are. Fill me with that pure, fresh energy. Now!"

I pushed into her. It was even tighter and hotter than Diya, but she was so wet that I slipped in deep. She let out a scream of joy that probably echoed through the whole mansion.

God Mother: "Yes! Oh, God, yes! You are the One! Give it all to me!"

We moved together on that big bed, the sound of our skin slapping together and her loud moans filling the air. She was a wild animal now, biting her lip and scratching the sheets as I gave her everything I had. It was a full night of passion, and the God Mother was taking every drop of it.

When it was over, we lay there tangled in the silk sheets. The room was silent again, except for our heavy breathing. She held my head against her chest, which was still heaving.

God Mother: "You are staying here forever, Sunny. You are the king of this house now."

She whispered, her voice tired but happy. I felt safe, powerful, and completely hers.