Sissy for Mommy's Nipple Cream Ch. 03

"Mmm, do mommy's tits look good in the dress you picked out?"

Jaime gulped and nodded.

"Well it's been a while since you've fed, should we get you a little milk sweetie?"

Julia pulled the halter over her head and down past her breasts, then sat on the bench in the changing room so Jaime could lay across her lap. She followed Jaime's eyes as they darted to her purse, and laughing as she got the hint Julia pulled out the BBC Cream and smeared a helping onto her nipples. As Jaime licked up the cream and latched on, Julia rambled about her date that night, daydreaming about how Damien would love her dress, the way it would drive him wild, whether he'd fuck her in it, or rip it off of her. Again, Jaime couldn't help but imagine herself in Julia's place, picturing Damien's strong hands pulling the same dress off of her...

Soon Jaime felt the pinch of her cage as she grew harder. She tried to tell herself it was just because of sucking on her mom's sexy tits, or the electric thrill she got from tasting her nipple cream, but deep down she knew it was her fantasies of taking her mother's place and having Damien transform her from a girl into a woman.

Once they'd finished Jaime followed Julia out of the changing room in their matching dresses, milk-drunk, high on that addictive new cream, and horny as hell. Any other time she would have felt awkward walking through the mall dressed like a hooker, but in her near-delirious state she embraced it, reveling in the attention. She and Julia strutted through the mall, turning heads the whole way.

When they got home Julia pulled out her jar of nipple cream once again.

"Do I get another treat for being a good girl mommy?" Jaime asked, deliberately being as cute as possible.

"Oh, you'd like that wouldn't you?" Julia teased. "But this time you're going to use it how you're supposed to."

Julia pulled down the top of Jaime's dress, tossed her bra to the side, and began rubbing the cream in all over her chest and especially around her tiny nipples. It felt surprisingly nice, but Jaime was still disappointed to not be eating more of the lotion. It was almost torture to have it so close, seeping into her pores and filling her nostrils with its heady aroma but to be unable to taste it. When she'd finished rubbing it in, Julia stepped back to admire her work and saw the begging expression on her daughter's face.

"Aww, does mommy's greedy little girl want more? You need that lotion to keep your breasts nicely moisturized, but I'll make a deal with you." Julia paused as Jaime nodded eagerly. "I'll let you eat it if you keep your little cage on for the weekend. Your skirts and dresses look so much prettier with everything tucked away."

Jaime didn't even process what was being asked, "Yes, anything!"

Julia smiled as she leaned in to Jaime's chest, opened her mouth, and ran her tongue in one long lick up her chest. When she reached the top. She held Jaime's head in both hands and forced her mouth open like a baby bird's before dropping the mouthful of spit and cream in. She repeated the process again and again, depositing a fresh load into her daughter's eager mouth each time. When she got to Jaime's nipples, she took a little longer, nibbling and playing with them in her mouth, eliciting surprised moans of unfamiliar pleasure. Finally after she'd transferred the last messy load of cream, Julia bent down and locked lips with Jaime, sliding her cream-covered tongue into her daughter's mouth to be sucked clean. Jaime was in heaven, aside from the delicious cream, she'd never kissed her mom like that before, and after a long day of female bonding it felt so right. Maybe she could keep being a girl for this.

Julia swallowed as she pulled away from Jaime. "Wow, I can see why you love that stuff, it tastes amazing! Now help me get ready for my date."

The last stage of preparation for Julia was picking out what panties she wanted to wear. She quickly stripped down and had Jaime bring her pair after pair to try on. Jaime tried to ignore the pain from her cage as Julia flaunted her body in sexy lingerie, asking her opinion on how it looked. Question after question like "does this make my ass look good?" or "does this color say fuck me?" or "can you see my pussy through these?" drove Jaime wild as she tried to keep up the show of being a good daughter.

While digging deep into Julia's lingerie drawer, Jaime felt her hand close around something solid. Curious, she pulled it out and was shocked to see a huge black dildo. Jaime gripped the base of it with both hands as the tip wobbled hypnotically before her eyes. It was huge. The shaft extended at least a foot past the lifelike balls, and was so thick that Jaimecould hardly wrap her hands around it. Comparing it to the locked up clitty tucked into her panties, she couldn't help but see why her mother would seek out such beauty. Worship it even...

Jaime was subconsciously leaning close and closer to the knobby head, wondering idly if it would fit in her gaping mouth, when Julia called into the closet, "Did you find the red satin ones I asked for yet?"

Snapped suddenly out of her trance, Jaime shoved the black monster back to the bottom of the drawer and quickly found what Julia was asking for. But for the rest of the afternoon as she helped Julia, she couldn't get that hypnotically wobbling dildo out of her mind.

That evening when the doorbell finally rang, Julia sent Jaime to answer it, brusquely overriding her shy hesitation by jangling the key on her necklace and saying, "Only good little girls get rewarded." At that Jaime hustled down the stairs, paused for a moment to straighten her dress and check her hair, then opened the door and had her breath taken away.

He was tall, several inches taller than her, even in her heels. His tight-fitting athletic clothes revealed his heavily muscled body from head to toe, and there in his shorts was a long bulge snaking down his thigh that instantly took her back to the dildo she'd found earlier. As Jaime drank him in, Damien did the same with hungry eyes that unashamedly undressed her until he finally broke the silence.

"Yo momma home or what? We goin' out tonight."

"Oh, right, please come in, she'll be right down."

Jaime turned and let him follow her on, unconsciously swaying her hips with each step just as she had at the mall.

"Damn shawty, you got that ass straight from yo momma," Damien grunted as he reached a hand out to squeeze it. "You two are thick for white girls! Too bad you ain't got yo momma's fine ass titties yet, or I'd be picking you up too." His other hand reached over her shoulder to squeeze one of her breastforms through her dress.

Jaime felt paralyzed by his rough grip. A part of her wanted to run, while another part wanted to collapse back into him and feel his bulge rub up against her thick ass. Unable to move, she stood frozen until he released her as Julia came down the stairs.

"Oh wonderful, I see you two have met," Julia said as she entered the room. "Aren't our matching dresses just the cutest thing Damien?"

"Yeah, but I like how you fill yours out better," Damien answered as he walked past Jaime to inspect Julia.

Relieved, Jaime watched as Damien swept Julia up in his arms for a kiss, mauling her mostly exposed breasts as he did. They stood locked together in passion for a long minute before Julia broke away.

"Mmm, best save some of that for later," she said coyly, "don't wait up Jaime, we're going to have a long night together."

As they left, Jaime could have sworn that she caught a whiff of the BBC Cream...

Not entirely sure what to do with herself while Julia was gone, Jaime tried to watch some TV, but the faint smell of cream had awakened her hunger, and she kept getting distracted. Finally she decided to search for her mom's jar of it, but try as she might she couldn't find where she'd hidden it. While searching in her bedroom, Jaime suddenly remembered the dildo she'd found earlier. Unable to resist her curiosity, she went into the closet and ruffled through her mom's lingerie until she found it again. Pulling aside all the bits of lace, satin, and silk, she looked down at it laying in a soft multi-colored bed of sensuality.

It was just as big as she'd remembered, but after seeing Damien's bulge she no longer doubted that it's proportions might be realistic. She lifted it out and ran her hands tenderly up and down its length, feeling the veiny surface, the bulbous head, the balls the size of her fist. Damien's words flashed back to her, "to bad you ain't got yo momma's fine ass titties yet." She held the dildo up against her chest and squeezed her breastforms together. They barely reached up its sides. No wonder Damien and the others liked her mom!

Unsatisfied, Jaime pulled out one of her mom's bras from the drawer. She slipped out of her dress, pulled off her bra and changed into the much, much larger one. Each cup was cavernously empty, so Jaime started stuffing each side with handfuls of lingerie. Once they were filled, she laid on her back and put the dildo on her chest once more, happily noting how it was buried in her new cleavage. She pumped it up and down a few times, wondering if her mom was doing the same thing with Damien right then. The thought turned her on, making her strain against the cage in her panties. Then on a whim she opened her mouth and licked the chocolate tip as she pushed it up her chest.

With every thrust she licked more, sliding it up farther and farther until she began taking it into her mouth. She opened as wide as she could, just barely managing to fit the head in. Her well honed instinct for latching onto her mother's milky tits kicked in, and she began to suck, coating the head with saliva as she licked around it. Her jaw ached, but she pushed on, mechanically working more and more in until it was pushing at the back of her throat. Then she heard a whiff that made her choke and spit it out sputtering. The front door had opened.

They weren't supposed to be back for hours, how long had she been lost in her fantasy? Jaime rushed to rip off her bra and stuff all of her mom's lingerie back into the drawer, then frantically shimmied back into her dress, praying that they would stay downstairs for just a few more minutes. But just as she was ready to make her break for it, Julia walked into the room with Damien in tow. With her only escape route cutoff, Jaime sunk silently to the floor and watched through the cracked open closet door.

Damien was all over Julia like an animal in heat, nearly tearing her dress as he ripped it off of her. She responded by dropping to knees and loosening his pants, then fishing out his big black cock. As Damien moaned in appreciation, Julia licked it up and down and slid it between her tits a few times before sucking it right into her mouth. After how she'd struggled with the dildo, Jaime couldn't believe how easy Julia made it look. Her wonder only increased when after bottoming out with the back of her throat, Julia somehow pushed on, deepthroating the black monster until her nose pressed into Damien's abdomen.

Once she pulled back with a self-satisfied smile, Damien told Julia to lean over the bed so he could get a piece of her ass. Jaime could only watch as her mother lifted her ass in the air and shuddered in ecstasy as her lover impaled her from behind. As he pumped his impossibly huge cock in and out of her dripping pussy, he squeezed her ass in his strong hands and pushed a thumb down between her cheeks. Julia jumped momentarily at the unexpected sensation, then ground herself hard back into her black stud.

Eventually Julia's masterful grinding on Damien's cock was too much to bear, and he grunted "I'm gonna cum bitch, where do you want it?"

"On my tits," she exclaimed as she slipped off and turned to kneel in front of him again. She took his slippery cock in both hands and pumped it over her tits, almost immediately causing him to blow jet after jet of thick cum all over her bare breasts until they were completely covered in a gooey layer.

"Damn momma, the boys was right about you," Damien said after he finally finished, "you sure know how to make a brotha feel appreciated."

Julia laughed in response. "Does that mean you'll be up for me ' appreciating' you again next weekend?"

"Ain't nuthin' gonna keep me away from you and your fine as titties."

As Damien left, Julia went to her bed and pulled a jar out from under her pillow. "That's where she hid it!" Jaime thought to herself as she waited in the closet for an opportunity to escape. She watched as Julia unscrewed the lid, took a deep sniff and scraped a fresh load of cum off of her tits and into the jar.

Realization dawned on Jaime like a thunderclap. Big Black Cock Cream. That's what it stood for. That's what she'd been eating for days. That's what she secretly longed for even now in her moment of terror. Unable to help herself, Jaime let out a surprised yelp, causing Julia to turn to the closet with a knowing smile...