Who Stole the Milk (Part 2) (Transformation Series Adult Novels)

It was midday, and the strong sunlight shone through the window onto Mingda. "Damn! How can the sun be so strong!" After cursing, Mingda got up and went into the bathroom to do his daily washing. At this time, the UFO radio station was playing a song called "I Want to Hear It Again". Thinking of what happened last night, Mingda changed the lyrics and hummed happily: "...I want to taste the sweet and sour taste of my mother's milk again..."

I picked up a piece of clothing and looked at the hour hand on the alarm clock, which happened to be pointing at one o'clock. "Why did I sleep so long?" Mingda asked himself. On the floor were the underwear he had just changed into. The obvious stains on the underwear answered Mingda's questions. "By the way! I think I masturbated three or four times last night. No wonder I slept so late because of excessive indulgence." Thinking of his mother's lovely nipples, Mingda's dick couldn't help but swell again. He scratched his crotch and muttered to himself, "Hmm? It seems like Dad is going abroad today..." Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After going downstairs, Mingda, who was about to go into the kitchen to eat, was attracted by a beautiful scene in front of him. He gave up the idea of ​​eating and headed towards the living room. His change of direction did not mean that he was not hungry, but that his lunch was "sitting" in the living room at the moment.

Turning his attention to the living room, he saw Mingda's younger brother being placed on the sofa by Xiangru, with his lower body naked and his legs open, waiting for his mother to change his diaper. If the baby could speak, he would probably curse his brother at this moment!

Mingda quietly walked behind his mother and suddenly pulled open Xiangru's shirt. He pressed his mother's shoulders with his left hand and grabbed her breasts with his right hand. The following scene left Mingda stunned, and then he burst into laughter. After he successfully attacked his mother's breast, the milk spurting out of the nipple drew a white arc in the air. However, by coincidence, the end point of the arc was the baby's face on the sofa. "Wow...wow...wow..." The innocent little baby was frightened by the sudden milk splashing on his face and burst into tears loudly.

"What are you doing?" Xiangru said a few words to Mingda, seeming to be amused and angry, then picked up the baby and wiped the child's face with toilet paper. "Ignore your bad brother! Come here, my darling, don't cry, it's time to eat." Xiangru coaxed the baby while putting him on her right chest. As the saying goes, "We share happiness and difficulties." However, the protagonist of our story, Mingda, is indeed a top student. He added, "We share the milk." Since the younger brother had occupied the mother's right breast, as the eldest brother, he certainly could not show weakness. He squatted down and greedily sucked Xiangru's left nipple.

"Hey! I'm feeding your brother, not you. Your lunch is in the kitchen." Xiangru scolded with a smile. After wiping the milk from the corner of his mouth, Mingda looked at his mother innocently and said, "But didn't you just say, 'Mom's darling, eat it'? Am I... Am I not your darling?" Hearing Mingda's coquettish voice, Xiangru replied angrily and amusedly, "Forget it! Forget it! If you want to suck it, just suck it, but don't act like a sissy anymore."

Sleep well and eat well, eat well and sleep well, this is the privilege of babies. Xiangru got up from the sofa, holding the sleepy baby, and walked towards the guest room next to the kitchen. Looking at his mother's graceful back and plump buttocks, Mingda also stood up. Although his stomach was filled with his mother's milk, his little brother was still crying "hungry".

The younger brother had fallen asleep in the crib, and Xiangru bent over to cover her son with a quilt. The short skirt, which was cut to fit perfectly, now seemed to be stretched out by those two plump buttocks. Looking at the scene, Mingda quietly took off his pants and underwear and walked behind Xiangru without making a sound.

"What are you doing? Take your hands away!" Xiangru yelled, holding tightly onto her skirt whose zipper had been pulled down by Mingda. The skirt finally fell to the floor, and when Xiangru turned around she saw Mingda's erect cock. The hard and erect cock in front of her made her think of the military exercise footage broadcast on the news a few days ago. "It looks like a cannon!" Xiangru thought to herself. Just as she was indulging in her imagination, she suddenly felt a chill in her lower body. She looked down and found that the white cotton underwear had also been taken off by Mingda. Out of instinct, Xiangru quickly covered her lush black forest area with her hands, shouting, "Stop it..." Then she pushed hard and pushed Mingda to the ground.

Xiangru's reaction surprised Mingda very much. Logically speaking, my mother's behavior last night and today should have indicated that she was willing to have sex with him. He changed his mind and thought: "Ah! I am such a fool! Which woman would accept such violent actions from a man? What's more, she is my mother!" Thinking of this, Mingda slowly stood up and said, "Mom, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! It's just... I really can't stand it!"

Thinking about her recent behavior and looking at her son's actions, Xiangru felt that she had to take some responsibility. If she hadn't indulged Mingda and not stopped him, perhaps this wouldn't have happened today. Thinking of this, she sat on the bed and said, "Mingda, I think we must have a good talk."

Xiang Ru said, "You know what? Just because I let you suck my breasts doesn't mean I want to do 'that thing' with you." "You are full of energy. I can understand your behavior, but you seem to be venting your energy on the wrong person. Remember, I am your mother..."

Before his mother could finish her words, Mingda interrupted, "Mom, please stop talking first. Let me ask you a few questions. If you can answer them, I promise that this will never happen again." "First, why did you put your hand on my head when I was drinking milk last night? Second, why did you make a sound when I touched your thigh? Third, at your prime, do you have no physical needs at all?"

Xiangru was silent after listening to her son's question. What should she answer? Mingda’s question was so pointed and her reaction was described so realistically. If I really had to answer, it would only be these five words: “Yes! I want it!” Suddenly, she felt as if there was a hot iron rod in her hand. Coming back to her senses from her confused thoughts, Xiangru found that Mingda had pulled her hand over and placed it on his penis. "Mom, I know you want it. Don't try to lie to me anymore. Look for yourself what you have done to the sheets." Indeed, facts speak louder than words. Seeing her own vaginal fluid soaking the sheets, what else could Xiangru say except closing her eyes?

Mingda kissed his mother's earlobe and said, "Mom, I love you. You are the most beautiful woman in the world and the mother I will always love. Now, please relax. I will be gentle." Hearing these words, Xiangru's defenses seemed to be shattered by a sledgehammer, and she fell limply into Mingda's strong body.

Mingda carefully caressed the pair of big breasts in his hands, fearing that if he used too much force, his brother who was sleeping soundly would be in trouble again. His mother's breasts were so soft and felt so comfortable to touch. Mingda thought to himself, "After Mom gets the milk-reducing injection, I will definitely rub these breasts well." His tongue drew circles on the areola and his fingers also drew circles on the vagina. Mingda's teasing made Xiangru, who hadn't had sex for a long time, regain the feeling of heat all over her body. The fire of desire ignited from Dantian and slowly spread to the whole body. Xiangru moaned, "Oh~~ Mingda~~ It's so great~~ Oh~~~~"

Mingda inserted his index finger, middle finger and ring finger into his mother's wet vagina one by one. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, the movements were so skillful that Xiangru, who was called a "lady", twisted her waist and swung her buttocks wildly. It was getting more and more pleasurable and itchy. Mingda heard his mother begging, "Oh~~ my good son~~ Mom~~ oh~~ I can't stand it anymore~~ Give it to me~~ Quick~~~~"

Mingda put his cock at the entrance of the vagina and rubbed it back and forth until the mother supported her body with her calves, then he inserted his cock into the vagina. Rocking and rocking, rocking until mom screams. Mingda thrust in and out vigorously, and his mother moaned and screamed non-stop: "Ah~ah~good son~~Just a little harder~~Oh~~well~~that's it~~~~" A wave of pleasure rushed to his head, and Mingda knew that the time for ejaculation was not far away. He couldn't help but rub his mother's fat breasts hard. With one squeeze and one grab, two streams of milk spurted out, floating in the air like flowers scattered by a fairy. Not wanting his father to have a third son for no reason, Mingda pulled his penis out of his mother's body and sprayed his semen on Xiangru's abdomen.

White and thin milk, thick and white semen, Xiangru's abdomen has an ink painting titled "Endless Joy of Mother and Child"...

Happy times always pass quickly. So is sex fun? The answer is yes. In the blink of an eye, Mingda has retired from the army and started helping out in his father's company. The younger brother whose face was washed with milk has now become a young man with weak strength. How can you be young but not strong? The answer is simple. If a person does not get enough nutrition during his growing period, how can he become healthy?

"It's all your fault. Look at your brother, he has to see a doctor all day long..." The speaker was Xiangru, who was lying in Mingda's arms at this moment. "It's your fault! Your breasts are so big, but there's not enough milk." Mingda answered casually, playing with Xiangru's breasts with both hands. After so many years and having changed many girls, he still felt deeply that only his mother's breasts were the best and felt substantial enough to the touch.

While the mother and son were flirting, someone pushed the door open and rushed in, shouting, "So...so it was you who secretly drank the milk, causing me to become weak and sickly..." The person who said this was none other than Xiangru's second son, Mingda's eldest brother.

Mingda was not worried that his affair with his mother would be exposed. On the contrary, he felt a surge of jealousy. When he saw his mother get out of bed, she hugged his younger brother and said with a smile, "Don't be angry! Today, I will ask you to get back the milk you lost..."

Who can be angry when a pair of big breasts are pressing against my chest? Can you? I can't!