Milky Adventure Part-13 (Mom’s Guilt)
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(This is the continuation of my last part so please read it first before reading this one. Thank you.) Riya felt guilty. She didn’t even notice Rajesh leaving. She had been so concerned with Shreyas not to wake Varun. She was so concerned about Shreyas aggression she just ignored Rajesh totally. Riya started to feel guilty as Rajesh was very kind to her and not aggressive. Unlike Shreyas who was just attacking her. Also at the end, Rajesh just left her room without even informing. She felt worse for Rajesh as he had witnessed both Varun and Shreyas enjoy on her plus Rajesh was the first to enter her bed before Shreyas. She left Rajesh in middle of his excitement all alone. Riya started to feel very sad and was thinking about Rajesh. She didn’t want to hurt him and make him feel bad and left alone. She cared for him equally as Shreyas and she wanted him to feel like left over. Now she knew she would have to check up on him, to make sure he was ok. She slipped out of bed and padded out into the hallway, closing the door behind her quietly. She crept across to where Shreyas was sleeping, he was breathing heavily, fast asleep. She sat on the edge of Rajesh’s bed and rested her hand on his shoulder. He stirred, and she squeezed his shoulder lightly. His eyes opened, heavy with sleep. “Mom, what is it, Mom?” “SShhhh, I just wanted to see if you are ok honey.” He took his time to work this out. “Yeh, I’m ok, why aren’t you asleep?” “I wanted to make sure that my darling is ok.” She leaned over him, resting her head on his chest, feeling his heart beating.” “Yeh, I’m ok, are you ok mom?” “Yes my darling, I am now.” He turned his head so his face was almost buried in her thick hair. He breathed in the scent of her perfume and shampoo. He tightened his arms around her and squeezed, hugging her to him. Riya was almost overcome in his arms, she felt secure and loved, and her heart opened in return to him. She was anxious that he didn’t feel that she ignored him when Shreyas came to her bed and took her attention away from him. “Honey. I’m sorry, before, when we were in bed. Shreyas came in. I had to.” He knew instantly what she was talking about. He tried to hide his disappointment, but she could feel it in him. “It’s ok mom, honestly, it’s ok.” “Oh Honey, you are such a good boy, and you are my young man.” She tightened her arms around him, and she felt his arms tighten around her, and they relaxed into one another. “Honey, if you like. I can. you know.” “Really mom? Here?” “No, not here, I don’t want to wake Shreyas. I just want to be with you, honey. Come with me” She quietly got up from the bed and he followed her into the guest room, where there was always a bed made up. She turned down the covers, sat on the bed and patted next to her. “Here hon, sit here, now we are alone, and this is your time, your time with me.” Riya couldn’t shake off the guilt she felt at him leaving her bed, and she was anxious to make it up to him. Rajesh wasn’t demonstrative most of the time, and sometimes he was hard to read. At other times, however, his emotions and passions came to the surface. These surprised Riya, who thought she knew him from head to toe. He sat next to her, and she kissed his forehead, then she lay on her back, and drew him down next to her. He lay on his back, and she curled her hand around his. They lay together, his chest rising and falling with his breathing. “You are my heart my darling Rajesh, you know that don’t you.” “Yes Mom, I know that.” “I would do anything for you my darling.” “I would for you too, mom.” Riya knew how much Rajesh loved breastfeeding her when she had her baby, and she knew this would make him happy. “Mom is full with milk now, wanna eat up your mom dear??” Rajesh nodded his head suggesting yes. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked at him in the half darkness. In this light, his boyish features were not as prominent, he definitely looked like a man – her man. While he looked at her, she slid the strap of her nightie off her shoulder and wriggled it down her arm. With her hand, she pushed the bodice down and exposed her breast. He licked his lip, his eyes fixed on her nipple. She eased herself up so she was kneeling beside him, and lowered herself so her breast was close to his face. He opened his mouth and closed his lips over her, taking as much of her breast in his mouth as he could. She could feel and hear the increased breathing through his nose. His hand squeezed her breast, and then she felt his tongue teasing her nipple, tasting her, caressing her, then his lips squeezed her nipple, and she could feel how hard she had become with his tongue teasing her. She pulled back from him a little, and then moved back and forwards, her breasts rubbing over his face. He sensed what she was doing and held his head still as her plump round breasts rubbed round and round, he felt her nipples brush his chin, his mouth, and nose, his forehead, then round and round over his face. He was hard now in his pajamas, and he squirmed, his hips moving in a rhythm. Her mouth was close to his, and then she kissed him, a soft kiss on his lips, then she kissed his cheek, his other cheek, his lips again, her lips soft and open as she brushed over his face. When she kissed him again his lips were slightly parted, and she felt his tongue flicker and touch hers. She sucked on his tongue and he was inside her mouth, then it was his turn to suck her tongue, drawing it into his mouth, their lips exploring each other. She felt his hand caress her thigh, then slip under her nightie, stroking her soft skin. He continued to explore her, his fingers caressing her thigh, then over her back, then down to her buttocks. He rubbed his hand up and down her ass cheek, his fingers lightly stroking.