“What are you doing Mommy?” I asked her, looking at her nipple as she played with it a little.
“I’m going to help you feel better, just like I did when you cried when you were little.” She leaned over me and placed her hand on the back of my head, guiding me to her breast. “Here baby girl, suck on my titty for a little bit, you’ll calm down.”
Instinctively my mouth opened and latched on to her nipple, suckling. I was almost immediately comforted by the soothing action. Her nipple was hard in my mouth and although there was no milk, it was sweet tasting. It made sense why Daddy was always sucking on Mommy’s tits, as she called them, during sex. Thinking about them fucking made my cunny start to tingle again and I squeezed my legs together to try and relieve the tension.
Mommy saw this and said gently “Go ahead and rub your cunny baby girl, you’ll feel so much better.” With her encouragement I slipped my hand down my shorts and under my panties, finding my little bud and rubbing my fingers over it. I sighed happily and continued nursing on her tit. As I rubbed I got wetter and started moving my hips around, squirming against her.