Tracy

Sometimes, things don’t happen the way we want them to, and sometimes, well, they happen in ways that are beautiful beyond our imagination. Just last summer, if anyone had told me that within a year, I would have suckled my distant cousin, I would never have believed it. But, sometimes, things happen beyond our imagination. Exactly one year ago, I was a little virgin boy who had just completed his first year of college, and who was scared of starting conversations with pretty girls. Last summer, I did not plan to travel home for the vacation at all, I planned to stay on campus for the duration of the break and travel around with a couple of friends. It was a great plan, the plan that I came up with. It was a great plan until I had an accident with my bicycle. That morning, as I was leaving to join the rest of my friends that signed up for the trip, I had a collusion with a car, and the next time I would be conscious was on a hospital bed. There were bandages all over my body, and pain shot through my veins.

I have always hated having a big family. The noisy chatter and endless dancing when they all come together – and they come together a lot – never cease to get on my nerves. There is always a reason for them to come together, someone’s getting married, someone just graduated, someone just had a baby, sometimes even, someone is throwing a party just for being alive. My grandparents had emigrated from Jamaica when they had just gotten married. They moved into a large family in America, their parents had moved before them, their brothers and sisters, uncles and aunties, and so on. When it’s time to celebrate, they all come in from wherever they are to party and catch up on new things happening each person’s life. However, after my accident I discovered that, sometimes, it is really good having a large family.

After the accident, I stayed in the hospital for some weeks, and after that, I was discharged. But for the few weeks that followed, I was indoors. Bedridden. I had to depend on my mother for a lot of things, in fact, for everything. The whole family doesn’t come together when good things happen alone, they also come together when bad things happen too. The whole family came to visit me and wish me quick recovery, some even cried when they saw me and what I had become. I became the darling to a lot of people, especially my aunt Jessica, she was one of the last people to come over and keep me company, but when she did she never wanted her to leave. The day that changed everything for me was the day my mother had some emergency to attend to at work, and she was scared of leaving me alone with no one to attend to me. My Dad would never joke with his work, and the older siblings I have had all returned to their lives. All but the oldest, he stayed very close to our apartment. His wife, though beautiful and hot, was not very loved by a lot of people in the family. They see her as someone who tries to withdraw from family duties, and for that reason, people do not really pay her any attention even when she is around. Even when she had her first baby 7 months ago, people only paid her attention because of her husband. She was the only one my mum could turn to in that period of need.

The following morning when Tracy – distant cousin – showed up at our doorstep and she started getting instructions about what to do to me at what time, I was very surprised. Since she had her baby, and saw that people only came because of her husband, she started to change the way she related with family members and her perception about family things. Coming to help her mother-in-law out could be a way she felt she could make up for the times she had been distant.

It was already six weeks since I got discharged from the hospital, and I could do a lot of things for myself already, but my mum still insisted that she came over to keep an eye on me and help me do some things that may be too physical or stressful for me to do. I had not seen Tracy in a long time, seeing her that day threw me off guard. Her breasts have gotten so big that I could bury my head in them. Her breasts were the first things I looked at when she came into my room. She caught me staring, but I quickly redirected my gaze and we both pretended as if it never happened.

“How’s the baby doing?” I asked after exchanging pleasantries and chatting about a lot of things.

She sighed, was quiet for a while, then said, “she’s fine. You know, babies and their problems.” She touched her boobs briefly, looking distant and troubled. She caught me staring again, as had done more than eight time since she came in.

“Is there any problem with the baby?” I asked worried at the way she answered my question.

“No, the baby is very fine. Just that… Never mind.” She hung her statement in mid-sentence, but I probed. She explained that she was releasing lots of breast milk, too much for their child to suck and that her husband wasn’t interested in helping out.

“My breasts are sore and I don’t know what to,” she lamented.

I was confused myself, and all I could mutter was an inaudible “sorry”.

She moved closer to me, resting one side of her breast on my shoulder, and leaned her lips towards my ear.

“Have you ever sucked a breast before?” She asked so quietly that I almost thought it was my head tricking me. I started to mumble some words.

“I’ve seen you stare at them; I know you want to.” She said, pressing her breast harder against my shoulder.

I looked at the breasts again, and I could imagine my mouth caressing her nipples and drawing milk out of it. My dick started to rise at the prospect of this. She noticed my dick and said, in a very sexy voice, “if you suck it well, I may even allow you a little adventure down here.” She said taking my fingers and putting it between her legs; I could feel the softness of her pussy as she did.

She kissed me softly, and I responded, trying to follow her lead. Before I knew it my hands were on her swollen breasts. I squeezed her breasts, gently. Soon, she was topless, and I fondled with her breasts the more. She moaned, enjoyed the attention I gave her breasts. I felt liquid trickle over my fingers near her nipples. I licked the milk, then positioned my mouth to suck on left breast. She positioned my head perfectly and made it easy to suck. Just one long, hard drag was all it took for the milk to start flowing into my mouth. She moaned with the release of pressure from her breast. I continued to suck gently, and I swallowed all that I could get. After a while, I switched to the right to the right breast, and I repeated the same process. It was simply amazing. By the time I was through, the look of relief on her face was unquantifiable.

She pulled me closer, kissed me briefly, then she grabbed my dick. I was stunned! My dick was hard all through the process, and she saw how hard I was. She removed my shorts and pushed me to the bed. She slid my dick into her pussy and rode me until I almost came. Some minutes later she saw the look on my face, and she stood up quickly. The cum shot out just as she released my dick. We laid side by side, exhausted and most of all unable to look each other in the eye.

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