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under-the-tent · 2 months ago

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Close to the Sun

"Alright, in three, two, one-"

The lamplights of the circus turned on in unison as soon as the first star seemed to pop out.

"And now; showtime." Eva walked around the edges from within, looking at all the rooms being cleared out, and her brother and sisters beginning to enjoy themselves, she - and several of the others - took care of their little gifts from the stork.

...

After new year's passed, and the off-season began to wind down, Eva did her count down as she always did. However, as she did, the lamplights shone on the face of someone whom she hadn't seen in five years.

"Herman?" she asked. As she got a closer, she saw the face of her younger cousin, Herman Falconi-Fairbairn, son of her uncle Horace.

"Yes, it's me." His eyes were sunken, his face slightly gaunt and chiseled, and he looked at Eva with a dazed stare. "I'm a bit hungry; is there any food left?"

She giggled. "Oh, Hermie; what am I going to do with you?" she said, as she approached him with a few snacks, which he scarfed down like a wild animal.

Over the course of the season, as Eva would continue to take care of her child, as well as Herman, since her uncle seemed to be far too concerned with his own daughter, Rosemary, despite her involvement in "The Jade Empire", and Herman 's mother, Ms. Maisie being busy with her other son, Peter, Eva's other cousin. Eva would partake in her routine of checking the entrance, before closing the curtains and-

"Eva?"

She jumped as she quickly turned to see Herman standing behind her.

"Herman! You have to make more noise when you walk around; you startled me!" she gave a nervous chuckle.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to know how you were."

"I'm fine, Hermie; just closing up the tent for the night." As she saw his face, she saw how much he had changed from that first night. After he had begun to feed himself properly, exercise, and rehearse his act as 'Apollo, Ruler of the Sun', she saw that his complexion had gotten better, his musculature had filled out, and-

"Eva? Are you alright?"

"Hm? Oh, yes." She looked at her cousin's innocent face. "You certainly have gotten handsome haven't you, Hermie?"

Herman, caught off-guard by his her comment, began to blush. "Th-thank you, Eva." He quickly moved away, taking his things with him.

She smiled. "Just as shy, I see."

This was the last thing she'd hear him say for a while, as - for the following months - she only caught him in moments, whenever she was walking out of the bathing room or the changing room, when he seemed to be focused on her; as if she were a wild animal and he was an anthropologist, careful not to make any noise to disturb her.

...

She always noticed him, of course. It wasn't that he gave himself away with anything, but she could just... feel, his gaze upon her. Once she turned around to face him, there'd be a beat before he'd scurry off like a deer in the forest.

After a while of these instances, Eva grew concerned. Was he afraid of me? She shook her head. No, that can't be it; there wouldn't be a reason for Herman to be afraid. After all, I was the one who took care of him when Mom and Uncle Horace would work on their acts.

As she headed off for her room, she continued to hear him behind her. However, when getting ready to change into her sleeping gown, she could now hear Herman behind her. He didn't say anything, but... his breathing had grown heavier. As she adjusted herself, she caught a thin glimpse of her cousin in her mirror.

That's when she saw him grope himself. Not hard, but just enough that she could tell he could be enjoying himself. Flustered, she quickly went to her lamp and turned it low, before she went to her bed. She then felt Herman's presence leave.

...

The next few weeks had continued as they had; Eva would do her rounds and help take care of the little ones. However, whenever she walked around alone, she noticed exactly when she could feel her cousin's presence. Whenever she came out of the bathing room, she could feel his gaze on her. As she readied her understudy costume to assist her sister Siobhan, she could feel his gaze. In both situations, she could hear Herman's breathing, and she could imagine him groping himself through his pants, just like she saw that one night.

My little cousin, she thought, as she readied herself for bed one night, how...? How long, had he been...? She struggled with forming the words in her own mind as her hand began to slip downward.

I need... to know...

...

As she slept, she dreamt of a butterfly with a beautiful black and orange pattern, whose wings flapped in the breeze. It was free to shine in the sun. To FEEL its warmth upon its wings.

...

As the season continued on, she began to wear lighter and lighter clothing. While some raised their eyebrow, she managed to dissuade their curiosity by telling them that "oh, I've been feeling terribly hot recently, but every time I stop in town, I've been no worse for wear. It must just be the summer heat!"

However, apart from her lighter attire, and underneath her lighter attire, she knew of a secret that she kept hidden; a secret she planned to share with Herman. As she saw her sister perform as 'Titania', she saw Herman play opposite her as 'Apollo', delivering his speech. However, as he gave his speech, he would catch Eva, his cousin, watching him in the front row with a smile that felt too knowledgeable and a gaze that followed his every move. Nevertheless, he would manage to ace the act every time, with little variation.

After he would finish, and intermission would begin to rearrange to start the next show, he would go to leave, but he never seemed to keep his eyes on her long enough to not lose her.

By the time he'd left the stage, he was stopped by Eva, who would grab onto his arm, pressing it into her chest.

"Oh, Herman, dear; you were absolutely amazing~"

"Oh, uhm, th-thank you, Eva." He would snatch his arm away and leave as quickly as he had been approached, leaving his cousin to look at him wistfully.

...

As they would travel from town to town, Herman would try and find Eva, but noticed that she had become hard to find, since the only time he can find her, is when she would find him first.

"Hermie, dear; I've made your favorite; chicken roast and potato mash." She gave him a smile and adjust his seat. However, as he sat, Eva also sat rather close to him, caressing his free hand. In his nerves, he froze as if he were a fly on the wall, hoping to not go noticed by her.

"Hermie, dear; is the food not good? I can make more, if you'd like~" She moved closer to him, leaving him with a clear view of the secret she kept; that her rather light clothing she had been wearing was all that she wore.

"Th-the food is good, Eva; I... I am..." he seemed to breathe heavier. "Mister Mallard said that any funny business had to wait until winter, Eva."

"What funny business, dear cousin?" she asked with as much innocence as she could muster to feign. "All I'm doing is making my dear cousin - my most handsome cousin - his favorite meal; that's all."

Herman said nothing in response and finished his meal, Eva holding onto him. Once he finished eating, however, Herman got up.

"Thank you for the meal, Eva; I will leave now." With that, he left, leaving Eva alone once again.

Well, I can't fault him for following the rules. But just you wait, my dear cousin; winter will come sooner than you think.

...

As winter finally arrived, Eva closed the curtains once more, and - not having had any other friends or family return - closed it up tight. Now, the fun begins. As she went around, she heard various interesting noises all around; none of which interested her, since her goal this season was to have Herman all to herself.

After everyone had left for their rooms, Eva quietly drew a bath in the room across Herman's, filling the tub with warm water. As she did, she lowered the lamp's light and waited. He'll be here... soon.

As the seconds became minutes, Eva eventually heard footsteps enter. As she focused her sights, she saw them turn the light higher, revealing Herman's face and body, as well as the mirror on the wall next to him that was covered in condensation. She saw the light illuminate her cousin's arms and hands as they undid the buttons to his underpants and pulled out his member. As he relieved himself, Eva was surprised to see how much he had grown. I suppose it was to be expected; I hadn't seen him since he was a child; he's definitely a man now. A big, handsome man. Once much larger than what I remembered.

As she heard Herman's stream dwindle, she decided to reveal herself. Eva rose from the tub, the rush of displaced water alerting him to her presence.

"E-Eva!" he blurted, avoiding her gaze. "I-I'm sorry; I didn't know you were in here-"

"It's alright, Hermie; I wanted to be in the dark, so I suppose this is my fault. Still, perhaps you would like to join me?"

Herman, not looking at her, gave no reply.

"Herman, please look at me when I'm talking to you."

Herman, hearing as his cousin's tone grew serious, turned to see her. His eyes grew wide as he saw Eva's bare form, his eyes widening. Her breasts, which he had only barely known when she would bathe him as a toddler, had developed, matured, and filled out from having mothered her daughter.

After a while, his eyes upward to meet Eva's gaze. She wore a stoic expression, though he believed he could tell the corners of her mouth were beginning to curl.

"I know how... hard, you'd been practicing during the season, and I thought that a bath together would help you relax a bit."

Herman remained frozen. Mister Mallard said there was to be no funny business until... until November; and now it's-

Once he realized the end of the limitations, he found himself in the nude and in the bin with his cousin, as he had stripped himself and stepped inside. However, he soon realized that Eva had shorter legs than him.

"Oh, dear; it seems I'll have to sit in your lap, Hermie." She moved in front of him. "Sit down, Hermie; it's more comfortable that way."

As he did, Eva followed his suit, and was grateful that she had managed to calculate the amount of water Herman would displace before it reached the tip of the tub. With that, she began to wash herself, as she used Herman as her backrest.

Herman, finding nothing else to do, began to wash Eva's back. He grabbed the soap that sat on the stool next to the tub, and began to rub it against her, in the same pattern that he would attempt to wash his own back. However, without his noticing, his breath began to pick up. This is Eva's naked form, and I'm touching it. I'm washing it for her. I'm here. I'm here washing her soft, smooth, and-

"Uhm, Hermie?"

"Yes?" He responded, as he snapped back into the moment. As he did, he realized that while one hand had stayed on her back, the other had moved to the front, where it rubbed against her breast. Once again, he froze, his hand unable to move off Eva.

"E-Eva, I... I'm sorry."

She giggled. "It's all right, Hermie; I don't mind." She turned away to hide her grin. "As long as you keep washing me, I'll be quite all right."

"O-okay." Herman focused his attention on his hands, both of which had moved to the front. He began to rub his cousin's breasts, which were as smooth as he could imagine, possibly even more so since they had been covered in soap. As he continued to bathe her, he thought about how beautiful she had remained. He had always found Eva pretty when she took care of him during those eight years. When she left, he felt a hollowness, as if a part of him had been carefully carved out of him, like a Farrier who carved too much hoof horn off of a horse, leaving it tender and vulnerable. She returned for a brief year, before he himself had to leave for his own sabbatical. Herman spent a few months over four years, attempting to learn about the world, though he had only managed to stay at one farm, where he helped the farmer take care of his livestock. When he finally returned, it had been as if no time had passed.

However, he began to feel something that pulled him back into the moment. As he looked down, he saw that his member, which had been caught under his cousin's rear, began to poke out. He remained motionless, so as to avoid Eva noticing. However, she didn't seem to react. However, he began to think that she must have been confused, because she began to grab it, and rub its tip.

"E-Eva... that's... you're..."

"Hm?" She rubbed it, seemingly oblivious to Herman's reactions. "What's the matter, Hermie?"

"My... penis..."

Eva sighed. "Hermie, I need to ask you something." She leaned back. "Have you ever wondered why you were the only one who noticed me-" she grabbed his hand and led it to her stomach. "-and what I showed you?"

"E-Eva..."

Eva raised her hips and rubbed her pearl against the tip.

"Or how the bathroom's entrance was completely open?"

As Herman thought about an answer to give, he felt his member slowly enter Eva's muff. Her warmth felt as slick as a newborn calf, and as smooth as a fresh egg.

"N-No."

She giggled. "Hermie, you're adorable."

Herman, upon hearing his cousin's doting words, felt his member grow hard within her.

"E-Eva..."

"Hm?"

"C-Can we leave the tub? I feel the water's gone cold."

"Of course, hon." She got up, feeling the chill of the air, and covered herself with the towel she had nearby. "We'll have all the time in the world now to get nice and warm."

As Herman followed suit, he shivered as he nakedly followed Eva to his room, carrying his underwear in hand. There, she removed her towel, and wrapped it around Herman, revealing her bare form once more to him.

"Thank you, Eva." He paused. "Eva, you're beautiful."

"Thank you, Hermie-" she gently pushed him back, until his back was flush with his bed, at which point Eva was pretty much on top of him, his member standing at attention below her stomach. "but you've been a naughty boy, not telling me your feelings."

"I-I'm sorry, Eva; I'll be good from now on."

"Don't worry, baby; I'll make sure you're good." She straddled his lap, first with her right leg, then her left. She-

"Eva?"

"Hm?"

"How did you know I would be in the bathroom?"

"Oh, Hermie; who took care of you until you were eight?"

"You did."

"And who helped you when you would have your accidents?"

"You did."

"Uh, huh; so, it stands to reason that I had time to learn about your bathroom patterns, yes?"

Herman could not answer. His sights had locked onto Eva's breasts.

"Hermie?"

"Oh... sorry; I'll be good."

"Yes, you will, baby." As she began to rub her muff, which had become slick with her juice, against Herman's member, which pulsed against her. As she watched Herman's face to gauge his reaction, she saw that he wore a heavy demeanor, as if her were in pain.

"Hermie? Are you okay?"

"I... I want to be a good boy..."

"You are, you are a good boy; what's the matter, hon?" Eva stopped her rubbing.

"I... want to know..."

"Yes?"

"How?"

"How, what, Hermie?"

"How did you know?"

"How did I know?" She giggled. "I caught you staring, silly." Eva grabbed his hands, placed them on her breasts, and resumed rubbing her muff against his member, sighing softly as she did. However, she noticed that Herman, while obviously physically present, didn't seem to be alert to the moment at hand; in fact, Herman seemed to be anywhere else, but focusing on his beautiful cousin in front of him.

"Hermie?" Eva gave him an inquisitive look, though not stopping her rubbing this time. "What's wrong, baby?"

It was a few seconds - nearly a half-minute - before Herman responded. "To be honest, Eva, I was not expecting this to ever happen, so please forgive my mental shock and lack of action."

Eva giggled. "If this is a shock, then get ready to be electrified." Before she could even give him a moment to process what that meant, Eva quickly raised herself, positioning Herman's member against the entrance of her muff, and landed onto it, sighing as she felt her cousin gently stretch her. He feels so good, I-

Before she could even finish her thought, she felt a warmth fill her as she heard Herman wince and grunt.

"I'm... sorry..."

"Hermie-"

"That... was... first... time."

"What?"

"That... was my first time... ejaculating," Herman managed to say, as he caught his breath.

Eva held a stoic face, which worried him. However, below the surface, sparks were going off in her mind.

I'm his first! her inner self squealed, as it grinned from ear to ear. I'm my sweetie's first lover! Hermie, baby boy; I'm honored to be your first! I love you so much, my baby!

"Well, I suppose it can't be helped," Eva said, maintaining her composure as she climbed off. "B-but if you want to make it up to me, then I might have an answer."

"You do?" Herman asked, hopeful.

"Yes. Herman, I ask that you... eat my muff."

"Yes." He looked at her muff, which stared back at him, calling and beckoning to him. However, Herman paused.

"Eva?"

"Yes, Herman?"

"Will it hurt?"

She raised an eyebrow at him. "What will?"

"You said 'eat my muff', so I'm asking; will it hurt?"

Eva couldn't hold back and let her smile shine through. "Hermie, it's just a figure of speech." She kneeled down and looked him in the eyes. "Just... suckle as if it were a breast... and lap up any dew as if it were the side of a dripping glass." Her heartbeat beat hard against her chest as she awaited his tongue.

Herman thought about her phrasing and nodded. "Alright." As Eva stood back up, he quickly pulled her close by her rear, and searched for the soft flesh within her muff. As he parted her bush, he saw a small pink nub at the top of her muff, which seemed similar to the nub on her breast. Below, he saw a slit, which had a set of small, thin meaty flaps, one on each side. As he parted them, he saw a wetness that smelled of the cuts of fresh fish that the famer's wife would buy from the market every first of the month.

He began to suckle, leading to Eva's moans. He quickly stopped.

"Eva? Are you okay?"

"Y-yes, Hermie; keep going."

"Okay." He followed her instructions and kept suckling on her pearl, lapping up her dew.

Eva, having not had a partner follow through, felt a rush of lightning emanate from her lap and shoot throughout the rest of her body.

My Hermie is... He's so... Anh...

Eva shivered as she reached climax, feeling her cousin's tongue lapping up her dew, seemingly thirsty for more.

"Hhher...mie..." she tapped his head, barely able to move. He quickly popped his head, giving Eva some reprieve, to look at her. As she managed to take a break, she was able to see Herman, who - apart from his slight smile - wore a blank expression.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Herman, my dear cousin; where on EARTH did you learn that?!"

Herman's smile dropped and averted his sights. "You said to suckle as if it were a breast, and lap up the dew... I can try again, if you'd like."

Eva began to laugh.

"Eva, I'm sorry-"

"Oh, my sweet boy; it's quite alright." She adjusted herself and kissed Herman, getting a taste of herself in the process. "Now, since you've done such a fine job-"

"I did?"

"Mm-hmm," she answered, "and because of that, I shall let you do whatever you want with me."

"Alright." Herman observed his cousin, who wore a knowing demeanor, as well as a thin sheen of sweat. "I think I want to simply stick my penis in your muff while I suckle on your breast."

After having regained composure, Eva managed to hide her true feelings behind a cool demeanor once more, leaving Herman to avert her gaze. "Alright; which breast?"

Herman's sights ended up landing on her breasts, which rose and fell in time with his cousin's breathing. As he focused on them, began to think on which one he'd prefer.

Now, I could decide on the left breast, since then I could fall asleep hearing Eva's heartbeat. He then looked her right breast. However, if I chose Eva's right breast then I would be able to look at her eyes more easily, since it's somewhat smaller.

Herman sighed. This decision would be simpler if Eva were a cow; then there would only the one 'breast' - the udder - and four 'nipples' - the teats, though they're technically different. However, maybe a cow's teats are all different sizes as well.

He continued to fall down the rabbit hole of his own train of thought, thinking about how odd it was that cows had four teats, as well as four stomachs, which were really only chambers that functioned similarly to stomachs, and how interesting it would be if humans also had four chambers that functioned like stomachs, though perhaps they would require four times as much food as a normal stomach-

Maybe the human stomach would already be broken up into the four chambers, much like the heart. I wonder how efficient the human body would be if each and every other organ were also broken up into grouped systems of four chambers each-

However, his train of thought came to a halt when Eva knocked on his forehead, his demeanor - which had slowly taken on a vacant gaze while he stared at her chest and the thought that none lingered in-between his ears - suddenly shifting to regain a more alert appearance. "Hm?"

"A penny for your thoughts, Hermie?"

"Oh; I suppose." He paused before sticking out his hand.

"What are you sticking your hand out for?"

"You said a penny for my thoughts-"

"No, it's just a figure of speech, Hermie; I just wanted to know what you were thinking about."

"Oh." he took a moment to formulate his question before asking; "Do you believe it would be more or less efficient if the organs in human bodies were split into systems that were in groups of four?"

Silence.

"Well, I was thinking about that possibility, since the heart is already broken up into groups of four, like the stomach of a cow-"

At that point Eva couldn't help but smile, which led to her giving a light giggle.

"Herman Falconi-Fairbairn, what in the name of the circus are you talking about? I only asked which breast!"

"Oh! Right; uhm... the left one, then."

"Alright, then, my sweet boy; then the left one you shall have." Eva adjusted herself so that her cousin's face would land perfectly against her chest. As Herman reinserted his member in Eva's muff, she gave a slight sigh, which turned into a gasp as she felt his mouth begin to suckle her left breast soon after, which finally shifted into moans of pleasure.

Herman, on the other hand, was somewhat perplexed. While his cousin's breast felt as soft as a pillow against his mouth, there was no flavor he could grasp. As a grown man, he knew that skin didn't have a singular taste; that was something he had figured out when he had asked the farmer about if a cow's udder tasted like anything, and being told the flavor comes from the milk. However, he didn't taste any milk. This is odd, he thought, as he continued to suckle, I don't believe I am getting any milk. Shouldn't she still be nursing?

However, before he could fall down another rabbit hole, he was then pulled back when he felt his member grow as Eva's muff felt closer around him. He lifted his sights and saw her wince before lowering her own sights to meet his. She gave him a smile that Herman had recognized on her before. The sides of her mouth curled upwards, the skin around the left eye crinkled slightly more than the right eye. Her nose crinkled until the space between her eyebrows formed a 'W'.

"What are you thinking about, Eva?" He asked quickly before placing his mouth back on her breast.

"Oh, just about how cute you are." Her hand ran through Herman's hair. "How cute you've always been."

As Herman shifted his sights down to avoid Eva's intense demeanor, he felt her hand raise his face by the chin.

"It's funny," she said, as she saw his boyish face, "It's as if you were a baby again."

You did have a habit of calling Mama Eva, she thought.

"I suppose that is true," Herman said, removing his mouth from his cousin's breast, "but now I'm old enough to have sex with you."

"Yes," Eva said, "Still, this is more... foreplay."

Herman paused as he contemplated what Eva had said. "I suppose it is." he then returned to suckle her breast, not understanding his cousin's implication.

"...Hermie," she said, in a singsong voice.

"Mm?" he mumbled, not taking his mouth of her perfect breast, again.

"How about we actually have sex?"

"I suppose we could." He went to place his mouth back-

Herman, you adorably dense boy. "Hermie, please have sex with me."

"Alright." He quickly removed himself from Eva's muff and breast. In a sudden set of motions, Eva felt Herman hoist her up, flip her so she sat upon her knees, before lining up his member against her muff.

"Wait, Herm-"

It was too late. Eva felt the sudden thrust and subsequent steady rhythm of Herman's lap against her rear, as well as his torso on her back, and his arms around her stomach. The pacing was a bit jerky, but it certainly didn't lack enthusiasm; on the contrary, it felt as though Herman - through his body - was finally able to say what Eva knew must have wanted to say all this time.

Whatever could have been gleamed from what she though Herman was trying to say, though, was completely lost on her, as she felt too much of a feral, carnal passion that overtook her body. Eva's mind went blank as she was continuously pulled back onto Herman's member, which she felt fill her up completely. Despite having filling her muff with his seed, he didn't seem to stop. Eventually, he seemed to lose speed, at which point, he pulled back, revealing the sticky mess he made of his cousin.

As the two catch their breath, Eva was able to find her thoughts.

"Her...mie..."

"Y-Yes, Eva?"

"You... you dummy." She chuckled. "Couldn't you wait for me to tell you how you were supposed to have me?" She gave a pout as if she were a disgruntled child. "I wanted to see your face again." As she brought her hand to his face, she gave it a gentle pinch.

"I'm sorry, Eva; I didn't know." He winced at her pinch. "The only ones that I'd seen have sex were the farm animals. They just mounted each other and-" he made a thrusting motion. "It just seemed easy."

She couldn't help but break and laugh again at Herman's inexperience. "At least you had the common sense to aim for the muff."

Herman frowned. "Eva, that's mean. I know I'm not always smart, but I, at the very least, have learned enough on my time on that farm to get by."

"Oh, I'm sure you did." Eva paused, before asking, "Why don't you show me how much you learned?"

"Because you haven't asked it of me."

"No, that's-" She chuckled as she realized her phrasing. "Alright, then; Show me what you learned."

...

The next two hours was spent on only two topics. The first hour was spent by Herman talking about the proper method of collecting eggs-

"You have to lure them away with corn first - the dry corn, not the sweet, wet corn - and the egg collection has to essentially become muscle memory, because if you take your eyes off the chickens for a second, they WILL go to attack and defend their eggs."

-and the second hour was about the preparation of dirt-

"I do find the potential of hydrogen and nutrients interesting myself. Adding lime powder - which comes from a white stone - and saltpeter - which is a powder that comes from a different white stone - and wood ash and ground bones to the soil to precisely balance the needs of your plants is, in its essence, a type of alchemy."

As Eva listened intently, she smiled as she saw how animated he got, despite the miniscule importance of the nature of the topic compared to what had been transpiring for the last few hours.

"Oh, and Farmer Till taught me how to milk the cows."

Oh, Eva thought, this could be interesting. "He taught you how to milk the cows?"

Herman nodded. "It's a simple process, if I can show you."

"Oh, I'd love to see you show me," She said, smiling.

He sat there until-

"Oh, did you want me to show you?"

"Yes, hon."

"Okay." He paused. "First, kneel and get on your hands. That way, I can use your breasts as teats."

Eva smiled as she followed his command, her breasts falling forward, hanging slightly from her chest. She then felt Herman's hands grope her.

"Now, this is usually only done for mother cows, since heifers - a cow without calves, which are baby cows - don't usually produce milk." He then began to massage her breasts, starting from halfway and gently but firmly squeezing them between his thumb and first two fingers.

"That's- hah- an interesting... technique," Eva moaned. Oh, my; I cannot believe how delicious his touch is.

While she enjoyed his grasp, Herman had begun to speak on his experience milking the various cows.

"...and there had been a calf that had been especially thirsty, that had not had even an hour of being born and was already standing up just to get to its mother's teats!" He smiled as he told the story, though, it quickly dropped as he felt something silky against his fingertips. He looked down and saw-

"Eva?"

"Hm?" she moaned, turning her head over to face her cousin's face. "Yes, hon?"

Milk.

"I... I think..." He brought his fingers to his mouth to taste them. It was just as he suspected.

In fact, it was milk that was as sweet, if not sweeter, than honey, than sugar syrup, than anything that he'd ever tasted. In his quick movement, he flipped Eva back over and began to porperly suckle on her breast.

As he did, Eva gasped. Herman's tongue glided across the tip of her breast, lapping up her cream-colored nectar and not letting a single drop escape his lips. Eva's head fell back as she felt a sensation envelop her completely. She reached for Herman's member, which twitched at her touch.

"Hermie, I need to feel you... inside me."

Herman, in a moment of understanding, adjusted himself, lining his member to his cousin's muff, its heat emanating through her bush. As he found the opening, he firmly inserted himself, his mouth never once leaving her breast. He began to shift his hips in and out, slowly, as he tried to not only find his balance atop Eva's lap, but also continuously shift his focus between the sex and his breastfeeding.

"My... my baby."

Herman mumbled something.

"Hm?" Eva moaned.

"Mmm... Mama... Mama... Eva."

"Yes, baby... Mama's... ha-ah... Mama's got you." She pulled his attention by his chin, and as she locked eyes with him, she tasted her own milk on his lips and felt him press into her muff deeper and faster.

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