Sam and Jake Pt. 08

Both babies were due within a couple weeks of each other, and changes had to happen in the house as well. Jake's room was rearranged to become a nursery, with a single bed. Jake slept in the master bedroom with Emma or his mom, while the other slept alone in the nursery. It was an okay arrangement, and would continue after the babies were born, as the solo woman could nurse both babies at night, letting the other mom get some sleep.

Soon the due date came for Sam's baby. And then it went. And another day came and went. And another. She was getting...antsy, Jake thought. To put it politely. The Doctor was unconcerned, as sometimes babies did this. It would come on its own time, but that wasn't quite the news Sam wanted.

"Look, what will it take to get this thing out of me?" she demanded of the Doctor.

The woman shrugged and said, "I don't think it's necessary to artificially induce yet. You can try some natural methods."

"Yeah? Like what? Jake didn't hang around like this, he popped out right on time."

Jake blushed. He was there to support her as a son, because he couldn't claim to be the father.

The Doctor smiled. "There's a few things. Exercise. Sexual intercourse. Nipple stimulation. Castor Oil." At this last, the Doctor grinned. No one liked Castor Oil.

His mom looked over at Jake thoughtfully. "Exercise, hm? I could try that. Thank you, Doctor."

"Of course. We'll see you in a few days to see how you're doing, if things don't move along naturally."

The drive home was quiet. Jake was nervous to say anything because with his mom's hormones going crazy, she was prone to sharp criticism if he said the wrong thing. He'd learned there were plenty of wrong things he could say.

When they got home, his mom grabbed his hand and pulled him to the stairs, waddling as she went. When they got to their room, she said, "Strip." She was pulling her large maternity clothes off, exposing her large belly and engorged vein-covered breasts.

Jake followed suit, his cock growing at seeing her naked, as it had been a while since the last time. He stood and watched as she carefully lay down on the bed on her side facing away from him. She gestured for him to join her, and he did.

He took in the details of his mother, naked and heavily pregnant, her breasts sagging down to the bed. She hadn't gained much weight but it all went to the right places. He lay down behind her, stretching out and placing his body up against her back, his now rigid cock pushing into her plump butt.

Jake was confused. Apart from hugs and kisses, she hadn't been interested in sex for a couple weeks. This naked spooning was new. He wrapped his upper arm over her side and around her large belly. He was careful not to squeeze. She sighed and squirmed back into him, pushing her butt back into his cock. He groaned at the feel of her soft flesh pressing into him.

"The Doctor said nipple stimulation could induce naturally," she said quietly, and took his hand from her belly and placed it on her large nipples.

Jake reveled in the feel of her. She had started producing milk a few days ago, and now her breasts were full, ready for the little one to arrive. She'd needed to pump already. He stroked the slopes of her tits, rolling his fingers around her areola. She growled and so he went to the task at hand. Taking her nipple in his fingers, he pulled on it lightly, extending it. He let it snap back and then pulled on the nub rhythmically, simulating a handjob. He felt his mom sigh and relax back into him.

As Jake played with his mother's nipple, fingers wet as she leaked a little, he felt her reach back between them and grab hold of his cock, still hard and straining. He moaned as she rolled his head between her extended fingers, rubbing the oozing precum around his purple crown.

"Fuck that feels good, Mom," he said, and kissed her bare neck. He smiled at the goosebumps rising on her skin, and kissed more.

"Fuck me," she said, pushing down on his cock to move it between her legs.

Jake had to rein himself in. After two weeks of no sex, he didn't want to go too fast and hurt her. He went slow, pushing his pelvis forward, feeling his glans run over her wet labia. She put her hand between her legs and popped his head into her, holding him in place while he pushed.

"Uggghhhh," she moaned as he filled her. He echoed the sentiment, feeling her wet, hot vagina surround the top of his cock. From this position he couldn't go in very far, but it was enough to get them both worked up.

"You're forgetting your other job," she said.

"What? Oh," he said, and resumed playing with her nipple.

Now it was an exercise in multitasking as he slowly fucked his mom while pulling on her tit. Pull out too far and he'd pop out. Go too fast and she'd complain. Get too involved in his cock inside of her, and he'd forget to tug on her nipple. Jake wasn't going to complain though. Emma had stopped wanting sex due to discomfort the same time his mom had, and he wasn't going to turn anything down.

Slowly the pressure in his groin grew, incrementally, slowly, agonizingly, until he was ready to burst.

"Can I?" he gasped.

"Yes!" she cried out, and Jake pushed in hard, moving his hand to her hip, trying to bury as much of himself into her as he could before exploding, shooting blast after blast of his seed into his mom. His cock pulsed over and over, his sensitive head rubbing against her insides.

As his cock finished its job, Jake relaxed and let his mom's hip go. He moved his hand back to her nipple to keep going, but she batted it away.

"It's okay, if that didn't do the job, we'll try again later. I just want to nap for now."

Reluctantly pulling out, Jake moved back until he was disengaged. He got up and got dressed, leaving her to sleep in peace. If that was what was needed to induce his mom, he was up for the job.

They fucked like that for a few more days until finally her water broke, and they were off to the hospital to have baby number one. Emma was very close by now and to the surprise of no one, joined Sam a few hours later.

Jake's daughter, Jenny, was born exactly five minutes before his son, Will. It was an overwhelming day for him, and he spent most of it in a daze. Running between the two rooms, father of both children but only able to acknowledge one, he performed as best as he could. Bill showed up to help Sam in her labour, acting as the father as he promised he would, but Jake wasn't going to abandon his mom.

***

Sam was amazed. Her son had been born six weeks ago, and she felt much better than she remembered when Jake was a newborn. Of course, it was due to having two mothers to care for two babies, able to spell each other when they needed a nap or a break. They were both excellent milk producers, each able to feed both of Jake's children in one go, one baby on each breast. She felt like a cow when she did it, but it was effective.

Jake did his best to help, but he was going to school and working. His time at home was filled with babies, so really, he didn't have much alone time. It would get better, Sam knew, and she made sure to tell both teenagers. As tired as they were now, it would end.

At the end of her pregnancy, Sam had started to feel bad for her son. He had been cut off for a couple weeks prior to her efforts to induce. She felt worse for him now, after six weeks. Sure, he was tired all of the time, but he was also just naturally horny. He must be crawling up the walls by now.

Finding herself in a rare moment of free time one evening, Sam went looking for Jake. It had been a while since the last feeding time, and her breasts were getting uncomfortably full. Emma was due to take baby duty tonight, so the next time Sam could relieve the pressure would be tomorrow, and she'd be bursting at the seams.

She found Jake in the nursery, leaning over one of the cribs. Emma was asleep in the single bed already. She watched as he kissed little Will's head and then stood up and turned around.

"Come with me," she said, gesturing for him to follow.

He did, and they went to the master bedroom. "I hope you can help me, before it gets too bad," she said, turning to him.

Sam giggled when she saw him staring at her chest.

He looked up, smiled and said, "I can't help it, they're so big."

"I know, that's what I need help with," she said, and took off her shirt, leaving her in just a nursing bra. She went to the bed and sat down, patting next to her. "Come lay down, babe."

His face lit up as he figured it out. He lay down, putting his head on her lap. She could only see half his head below her bust. She opened one flap of her bra, allowing her full breast to tumble out, the veins standing out on her white skin. The flattened nipple slowly expanded.

"Here, drink up," she said, feeding her teat into his mouth. She gasped as he latched on. His mouth was bigger and took more of her flesh in before he started to suckle. The feeling of her milk letting down was exquisite, relieving the pressure. She watched her son gulp and swallow, taking in her sweet nectar.

After so many years, she was here again, feeding her eldest child her own milk. A warm, comforting feeling swept over her, filling her with a sense of belonging, of rightness. She wanted this moment to never end.

As her first breast drained, Sam looked down at Jake's body and smiled to see the lump in his pants. She should have known he'd be turned on by this. She herself wasn't so much aroused by it as fulfilled. Content she was able to provide for her entire family with her body.

The pressure eventually gone from her one breast, Sam pulled her chest away from Jake, laughing as her nipple emerged with a pop, milk trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"The other one is still full," she said, and he happily moved over to it, but she had a thought and stopped him before he could latch on.

"Hang on, let's try something," she told him, pushing his head up off her lap.

"I can see you have an issue that needs dealing with," she said, nodding to his groin.

Jake smiled and got undressed, his cock springing forth in record time.

"Go lay down," she said.

He did so, and she stripped off her clothes. Now naked, one glistening breast swaying, she crept up the bed and straddled his legs. Staring down at her son, his rampant cock full and bobbing between her legs, she smiled in anticipation. It had been six weeks for her, too.

"Oh, I didn't realize how much I need this," she said.

"Me too, Mom. I didn't want to pressure you, but it's been hard."

"I get it. Let's take care of it together."

She shuffled forward on her knees, until she was hovering over his erection. Holding him in place, she sat down slowly, putting him between her lips. The kiss of his purple head on her entrance had her tingling all over, and she followed it up by sitting down more, letting him spread her open. As she took him in, they both groaned, happy to be back in the seat of their love.

When Sam had fully encompassed her son's cock with her vagina, their pelvic bones pressed together, she leaned forward.

"Here," she said, pressing her full breast against his mouth.

He eagerly latched on, and now part of her body was in his, as he was in hers. His hands were on both breasts, cradling them gingerly. The same familiar feeling of her milk flowing came over her, and she sat there, happily grinding her hips back and forth in a slow motion so as not to disturb his suckling.

As her son drank down another boobful of milk, Sam felt the same sense of peace and contentment come over her. Combined with the feel of her son's cock deep inside of her, it led to a rush of warmth flowing throughout her body. It was an intense glow, as if she was full of fire in her entire body. She sped up her rocking motion, rolling her clit against his shaft, feeling the tension building.

"Oh fuck, baby, oh you're going to make Mommy come," she moaned loudly, and started rolling faster.

He let go of his latch, milk spraying across his face and chest and running down her chest. Now he took over, his hands grabbing her hips, and he started to fuck up into her. The buildup of her orgasm increased again.

"Fuck me, Jake. Fuck your Mommy. Fuck me hard, I need it," she gasped.

This did it for both of them. The dirty taboo words triggered them to come simultaneously, him roaring out his love as his cock poured out his essence. She poured her own come out, adding to the mix, soaking them both in her love. Milk squirted out of both nipples, streaming down her chest to her belly.

Mother and son grunted and groaned through their paroxysms, clenching and squeezing as waves of sated lust spread from groin to heart to brain. Sam fell forward, her chest meeting his with a 'splat'. They lay there, panting and cuddling, milk and sweat cooling on their bodies.

"Fuck, I love you, Mom," he said.

"I love you too, baby,"

***

Jake woke up the next day after finally getting to fuck his mom again, and realized he was happy. The thought of his family, together in the house, living in harmony, filled him with a sense of peace. He was tired most of the time, but at least they didn't want for anything.

Getting up, he left his sleeping mom in bed to get all the rest she could. She would be on the next baby shift, and while their sleep had settled into a rhythm, the nights were still long with regular feedings every few hours.

He went to check in on the nursery and see if Emma needed anything. He found her sitting in the one chair, one baby plugged into a boob. He went to check on the other and couldn't help but smile at Jenny, the bundle of cuteness.

"How was the night?" he whispered.

Emma shrugged. "The usual. I think they might be purposely timing their wakeups so I am awake most of the night."

"Can I get you anything?"

"Not now, just take this one and let me get some sleep."

Jake took Will from her, the plump, red nipple covered in milk popping from his mouth. Emma covered up and then went to the bed.

"Why don't you go in the big bed? I don't have to work today, so you two sleep. If they need to feed, I'll wake Mom."

Emma smiled at him, and her beauty shone forth, despite being worn out and tired. "Thanks, hon." She kissed him, her tongue flickering across his lips briefly, and then retreated from the room. Jake wondered if Emma might be ready to break her dry spell as well.

Will and Jenny managed to sleep for a few hours before waking up. Jake changed them and then went to get his mom to feed them. The smile she sent his way was full of promise borne from the night before.

"I doubt they're going to leave anything behind, but you're welcome to the dregs when they're done," she said, with a smile.

Jake felt his cock twitch at the thought and nodded quickly, a smile and twinkle in his eye. It didn't matter if she had only dust left, he'd be taking advantage.

Emma slept until the afternoon, and joined Sam and Jake after a shower. "I feel one hundred times better. I never knew how much I loved sleep," she said, grabbing a coffee.

Jake and his mom had not had much alone time between the two babies, but they had done some fondling and kissing. He was geared up and felt like maybe Emma might be interested in some fun. He wasn't sure how to approach the question, though.

His mom took it out of his hands, saying, "I'm good here, if you two want to have some private time?"

Jake looked at Emma, who looked back and said, "Oh God, yes please."

She grabbed him by the hand and pulled him upstairs to the master bedroom. A quick disrobing led to the two naked teenagers embraced in the middle of the room. Jake's cock throbbed between them, his arousal plain in the precum being painted across Emma's belly. She was doing painting of her own, as her nipples were leaking and spreading milk all over his chest. He found it incredibly sexy. Gently cupping her milk-filled mammaries, he felt her milk cover his palms.

"They're so full," he said.

She nodded and said, "I'll need to drain them soon."

He grinned a cheeky grin and said, "I can help."

Emma looked confused for a second before saying, "You would do that?"

He nodded. "Mom needed help last night..." he trailed off.

"I'm not sure...what if there's not enough for the babies?"

"She was full again this morning, I don't think it's a problem."

"Well, just to be sure, only take enough to make me feel better, okay?"

He nodded and lowered his mouth to her chest. Her already perky breasts practically stood up under their own power, they were so full. He caressed her globes, and licked around the areola, collecting her leaking milk on his tongue. Finally, he drew one nipple between his lips and latched on, sucking urgently.

"Oh!" cried Emma, and she wrapped her arms around his head, holding him in place as he suckled at her.

Her milk was very similar to his mother's, sweet and plentiful. After a few sucks her milk started to flow faster and soon he was guzzling large mouthfuls. He heard her sigh and then start rubbing his head, running her hands through his hair. Jake started massaging her breast, urging more milk to come out, when she pulled his head away.

"Just a bit, right?"

He laughed and said, "Sorry, I got carried away. I'll swap."

The same performance on the second breast. The same gasp, the same relaxation, the same caressing of his head.

Emma said, "Oh Jake, this is lovely. It makes me feel so close to you. I guess that's the hormones running through me." Looking down at his cock, she smiled and continued, "You don't hate it, do you?"

Jake finished taking the top off her milk supply in the second breast and stood up. "Are you kidding, I love it! Do you want to...?" He looked at the bed.

"Jake, it's been a while, please be gentle. I don't know if it'll work the same after pushing a baby out of it."

"It didn't seem to be a problem for Mom, but yeah we'll take our time. Actually, she got on top, do you want to try?"

As he spoke, Jake was running his hands over the changed curves he found in front of him. She was plumper in the hips and bust and legs, but the rest of her was hardly changed. He found the difference quite attractive, and told her so.

"Thank you, hon. I think I want you to be on top. I don't want to look down there."

"Down... you haven't looked at yourself since the birth?"

"I'm afraid it's been ruined. I heard that happens sometimes."

"I think you heard wrong, but I can check for you," he said, with a leer.

Emma laughed and nodded. "Okay, you can do the inspection," she said, and walked to the bed. She lay down on it in the center and kept her legs closed.

Jake shook his head. Emma was still gorgeous; he was sure she had nothing to worry about. To show her, he approached from the foot of the bed and grabbed her ankles, pulling them apart. She resisted briefly, but then relented. As her legs peeled apart, Jake kept an eye on the treasure emerging.

"Hmmm, at first inspection, nothing appears out of place."

Emma giggled, her chest quaking from the motion.

Jake leaned in closer, until he was inches away from her vulva. He breathed on it deliberately, letting her feel the light caress of air. "No change yet. You know what? I think this requires a taste test."

He followed up his words with actions, driving the tip of his tongue between her labia and wiggled it around. Emma gasped and her legs twitched.

"Taste test is good, no change."

"Jake..." she sighed.

He spread her labia apart, exposing her inner lips, which were starting to moisten. "Oh!" he cried.

"What!? What is it?" Emma cried.

"It's so beautiful," he replied.

"You jerk! I thought something was wrong," she yelled.

Jake laughed, and said, "There's nothing wrong with you, you're perfect. It's okay to be nervous, but really the only test I can think of now is to give it a test run. But first..."