Chapter 1321
Kevin slipped his hand inside Vanessa's gown, cupping her firm breast. The thrill of being intimate with her so close to Audrey, even if she was asleep, sent a jolt of excitement through him. His erection sprang to life.
Vanessa slid her pants off, then tugged Kevin's down to his ankles before settling on top of him. Her pubic area was smooth, shaved clean for the medical examination after her…incident. The sight was unexpectedly arousing.
Kevin felt Vanessa's hand guiding his glans to her labia. He instinctively thrust upward, and his dick smoothly entered her vagina. Vanessa let out a soft moan, leaned down to lie on top of Kevin, and kissed him mouth to mouth. Her booty gently swayed, while Kevin slowly moved his dick in and out, trying not to make any noise. Their genitals moved like an old machine, slowly grinding and performing the most primitive act in silence.
Engaging in the secretive sex had been thrilling, but Kevin hadn't dared to be too forceful. After a few minutes, he couldn't help but increase the pressure, causing the folding bed to creak. He quickly halted, noticing Audrey stir slightly, and whispered to Vanessa, suggesting they move to his room to avoid waking Audrey.
"You're such a coward," Vanessa chuckled softly. But she still got up and went with Kevin to the adjacent room, closing the door behind them. They embraced tightly, Vanessa's eyes filled with desire as she tilted her head back and kissed Kevin passionately. Kevin sucked on Vanessa's smooth, tender tongue, his hands caressing her voluptuous, hot body, his fingers slowly measuring her skin.
He unbuttoned her gown, revealing her full, firm breasts. They rose and fell with each breath, her nipples like ripe cherries against the pale skin. The sight sent a wave of heat through him. "Vanessa," he breathed. "Your breasts are incredible."
"Oh yeah?" she purred, pushing her chest forward. "Bigger than Audrey's?"
The age-old question. Kevin grinned, choosing to bury his face in her cleavage instead of answering. The scent of her skin filled his senses. He found a nipple and began to suckle.
"Mmm…" Vanessa giggled, a shiver running through her. She held his head against her breast, a sense of triumph coursing through her. Even if Audrey had those magnificent breasts, Vanessa could still make Kevin lose his mind. This little game with Kevin had become a habit, fueled by Audrey's attempts to keep them apart. The more Audrey pulled away, the more Vanessa wanted to push.
After a few sucks, Kevin suddenly felt something was off. His mouth tasted something sweet. He released the saliva-covered nipple and saw that it had swollen to the size of a purple grape, with a bit of milky white liquid oozing from the tip. He grabbed the soft breast and squeezed hard, causing the nipple to spray a thin stream of milk.
"Whoa, Vanessa! I thought you were done breastfeeding," he exclaimed, surprised. He'd loved tasting her milk before; she was the only one of his…acquaintances who'd been lactating.
"That bastard Quentin," Vanessa spat, her face hardening. "He kept injecting me with something to make me lactate. The perv." The memory clearly pained her. Quentin had put her through hell, and she still hadn't fully processed the ordeal. It was why she'd been so withdrawn, even refusing to see her husband, Andrew.
"That son of a bitch! I should have killed him," Kevin growled, disgusted. Forcing Vanessa to lactate…it was depraved. He was thankful he'd gotten to Audrey in time. With her G-cup breasts, she would have been a prime target for a sicko like Quentin.
"Forget him. He'll rot in jail. Besides," Vanessa said, a sly smile returning to her face, "it's your lucky day. Don't let it go to waste." She offered him her breast, squeezing a few drops of milk onto his lips. The drugs Quentin had used were potent; she was still producing milk days later.
The sight of Vanessa, the most desirable girl in Sunset Valley High, offering him her milk-laden breast, her nipple glistening, was too much. He latched on, sucking greedily. The taste was different, thinner, almost watery, not as rich as before. Still, it was an unexpected treat. He held her full breast in his hand, his mind wandering to Audrey, imagining her full breasts producing milk. The thought was exciting, but he knew he could never subject her to the same violation Quentin had inflicted on Vanessa.
"Vanessa…this is amazing," he murmured, pulling back to look at her swollen breasts. "They look even bigger."
"Really?" she whispered, a flicker of pleasure in her eyes. Her C-cups had swelled to a D during pregnancy, briefly rivaling Alissa's E-cups, though still dwarfed by Audrey's Gs. After she'd stopped breastfeeding, they'd started to shrink, much to her dismay. Quentin's injections, however unintended, had given her a boost.
Kevin played with her engorged nipples, slick with saliva and milk. "Quentin actually did you a favor," he chuckled. "I should send him a thank-you card."
"Shut up," Vanessa said, but there was no real heat in her voice. "I hope he dies in there. If he ever gets out, I'll have someone cut his dick off."
Kevin's curiosity was piqued. What exactly had Quentin done to her? He pictured Vanessa's pale skin marked with welts, and a strange thrill ran through him. He'd never really considered Vanessa his, even entertaining the idea of sharing her with Albert. So, Quentin's violation of her, while disturbing, held a perverse fascination for him.
"What did he do to you, Vanessa?" he asked softly, pinching her nipples.
"Why? You thinking of trying some of his tricks?" she asked, her eyes glinting. She rubbed against him, her pubic hair brushing his cock, her wetness teasing his glans.
"Maybe you liked it," Kevin teased, tugging on her nipple, drawing another stream of milk. "Did he do this? Did you give him a titjob?"
"Of course," she said, a hint of defiance in her voice. "We were together for two years. We did everything. You even used those photos to blackmail me, remember?" She was lucky, she thought. Another woman might have broken under Quentin's cruelty.