Nachos After Breakfast?
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 20
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jimbo9876
While James was brought onboard to the family breakfast by Mr. and Mrs. Torres, nothing really exciting happened due to the fact that James doesn't understand Spanish. But from what he experienced within the confines of Mrs. Torres's necklace that she was wearing, he only saw just them eating breakfast and talking as a family. He did hear his name come out a bunch of times and it was mainly between the couple and their daughter, Nicole. James assumed that they were trying to get her to date him as he would be perfect for her. Embarrassed beyond measure, it seemed she kept her word firm on focusing on her studies and not dating. On a better note, he did get to enjoy being between two massive mounds from his hot MILF of a neighbor. After a tiring two and a half hours, the family left the restaurant and headed home to begin preparations for their Easter Party.
While they headed home, James was contemplating on whether this would be his life from now on. He admitted that school would be useless as a three inch tall person, as well as getting a job or exploring the world on his own. He would need to be kept by the safety of a person; or specifically the couple that took him in. He was given options between staying with them forever or be with Mrs. Torres's best friend, Camilla, since Nicole was off the table. On one hand, being with his neighbors would be better since they would have him on a schedule and they know his needs very well. One the other, being given to Camilla would be good for him if he wants a relationship. The only problem l, like Mrs. Torres said, she only speaks Spanish, so understanding and talking to her could prove very difficult. While his options were laid out to him, he heard talking from above and the word "casa" meaning they made it home.
James felt his confinement jiggle a bit as Mrs. Torres was getting out of the car to retrieve her children. Both her, Mr. Torres, and the children walked into their house to enjoy a day of relaxation before the party. Mrs. Torres went straight to her room to talk to James about the adventure he had this morning. Once she was inside, she went to her bathroom and lifted her necklace up to get her neighbor boy out.
Mrs. Torres: Hello there, James, sweetie. How did you enjoy your trip with us? Did you like the necklace? Did it feel safe for you?
James: Hey Mrs. Torres. It was nice. You guys were enjoying your life completely unaware of me. I do think the necklace was fine and safe though.
Mrs. Torres: We didn't do it on purpose sweetheart. We just didn't want our children to know about you yet. In the near future, maybe we will introduce them to you. But I'm glad the necklace worked and is safe. So no problems then?
James: Well, I did see all of that food you guys were eating. It looked good... and tasty. But being trapped in the necklace didn't help.
Mr. Torres: Babe! I made nachos for us!
Mrs. Torres: Well, look at that! Hubby here made something for you to eat. Are you hungry?
James: Oh yes, please!
Mrs. Torres: Okay. Let me get undressed.
Mrs. Torres put you on her sink counter and began to get undressed. As you looked at her beautiful body, she took off her dress to reveal her bra and panties that were still on. She knew how much you liked her body so she took off the rest of her clothing to reveal her body to you.
Mrs. Torres: There. Much better. Let's head to our bed. Diego is waiting.
James: Yes ma'am.
Still having his jaw dropped looking at Mrs. Torres' body, James was grabbed and moved to her bed with the husband was waiting for them.
Mr. Torres: Hey you two. Nachos are right here.
Mrs. Torres: Thank you very much, my love.
James: Yeah, thank you, Mr. Torres.
Mr. Torres: Hang on, bud. María, ¿quieres masticar su comida y ver si es mejor para él?
(Hang on, bud. Maria, do you want to chew his food and see if it is better for him?)
Mrs. Torres: Puedo intentarlo, mi amor. Déjame conseguirle un poco.
(I can try, my love. Let me get some for him.)
James: Uh... what's going on?
Mrs. Torres grabbed two nachos on the plate, put them in mouth, and began to chew. James thought that she was having some for herself and he needed to wait. We'll, he was half right. As she chewed up everything within the nachos, she brought her face to the plate. Her mouth was full of the broken down food that was inside and before he knew it, she spit them out onto the plate he was on and tilted her face back. James could see in disgust that it was meant for him to eat.
James: Mrs. Torres? What...?
Mr. Torres: The food is ready for you now, bud.
Mrs. Torres: Eat up, sweetie!
James: You guys can't be serious. This is gross.
Mr. Torres: We just want to see if this would work. It's nothing that's going to hurt you.
Mrs. Torres: We just want you to try it at least. If you don't like it, you can drink some of my breast milk.
Mr. Torres: But we need you to swallow one bit of it.
James: I guess. I just... fine.
As James walked towards the slimy chewed up piece of food, he took his hand, grabbed a chunk of it, and put it in his mouth. The taste wasn't bad but it was slimy due to Mrs. Torres's saliva. It tasted sweet but not something you were used to having.
James: I mean... it's not bad but it's not good either.
Mr. Torres: But are you able to swallow it more easier?
James: I mean, yeah. It's easier but...
Mr. Torres: That's good. We will try to do that more often with you. I'm gonna go get the food ready now, my love.
Mrs. Torres: Okay. I'll stay here for a bit with James and get ready soon.
Mr. Torres: Okay. I'll see you two later today.
James: But, Mr. Torres...
Mrs. Torres: James, let him go. He has to go get ready.
James: Mrs. Torres, this can't be something I need. I can chew my own food. He doesn't need to enforce that.
Mrs. Torres: I told you before, sweetie, that Diego does care. He just had his own way of doing it just like me. He can stern but kind and I can be more gentle and compassionate.
James: I'd rather just stay with you instead of him.
Mrs. Torres: James, don't say that. My husband means well, he really does. We want what's best for you.
James: I know.
Mrs. Torres: You'll be with me the entire day. Let's rest for a bit before I get ready.
James: Okay.
James: I love you too, Mrs. Torres.
As words were exchanged, Mrs. Torres brought James into her breast to lay down and rest, while she did the same. After a good hour, he looked behind him to find that Mrs. Torres was fast asleep. He wondered if this was something he really wanted; to be with a family that cares for him deeply. But with the changes they have in store for him, he's not sure if he can take it. Because Mrs. Torres was asleep, it would be a perfect opportunity to escape and maybe head home or find someone else to take him in. But this family loves him so much that it would break their hearts to know he was gone. However, it was his decision and he needed to think about what was best for himself.
While they headed home, James was contemplating on whether this would be his life from now on. He admitted that school would be useless as a three inch tall person, as well as getting a job or exploring the world on his own. He would need to be kept by the safety of a person; or specifically the couple that took him in. He was given options between staying with them forever or be with Mrs. Torres's best friend, Camilla, since Nicole was off the table. On one hand, being with his neighbors would be better since they would have him on a schedule and they know his needs very well. One the other, being given to Camilla would be good for him if he wants a relationship. The only problem l, like Mrs. Torres said, she only speaks Spanish, so understanding and talking to her could prove very difficult. While his options were laid out to him, he heard talking from above and the word "casa" meaning they made it home.
James felt his confinement jiggle a bit as Mrs. Torres was getting out of the car to retrieve her children. Both her, Mr. Torres, and the children walked into their house to enjoy a day of relaxation before the party. Mrs. Torres went straight to her room to talk to James about the adventure he had this morning. Once she was inside, she went to her bathroom and lifted her necklace up to get her neighbor boy out.
Mrs. Torres: Hello there, James, sweetie. How did you enjoy your trip with us? Did you like the necklace? Did it feel safe for you?
James: Hey Mrs. Torres. It was nice. You guys were enjoying your life completely unaware of me. I do think the necklace was fine and safe though.
Mrs. Torres: We didn't do it on purpose sweetheart. We just didn't want our children to know about you yet. In the near future, maybe we will introduce them to you. But I'm glad the necklace worked and is safe. So no problems then?
James: Well, I did see all of that food you guys were eating. It looked good... and tasty. But being trapped in the necklace didn't help.
Mr. Torres: Babe! I made nachos for us!
Mrs. Torres: Well, look at that! Hubby here made something for you to eat. Are you hungry?
James: Oh yes, please!
Mrs. Torres: Okay. Let me get undressed.
Mrs. Torres put you on her sink counter and began to get undressed. As you looked at her beautiful body, she took off her dress to reveal her bra and panties that were still on. She knew how much you liked her body so she took off the rest of her clothing to reveal her body to you.
Mrs. Torres: There. Much better. Let's head to our bed. Diego is waiting.
James: Yes ma'am.
Still having his jaw dropped looking at Mrs. Torres' body, James was grabbed and moved to her bed with the husband was waiting for them.
Mr. Torres: Hey you two. Nachos are right here.
Mrs. Torres: Thank you very much, my love.
James: Yeah, thank you, Mr. Torres.
Mr. Torres: Hang on, bud. María, ¿quieres masticar su comida y ver si es mejor para él?
(Hang on, bud. Maria, do you want to chew his food and see if it is better for him?)
Mrs. Torres: Puedo intentarlo, mi amor. Déjame conseguirle un poco.
(I can try, my love. Let me get some for him.)
James: Uh... what's going on?
Mrs. Torres grabbed two nachos on the plate, put them in mouth, and began to chew. James thought that she was having some for herself and he needed to wait. We'll, he was half right. As she chewed up everything within the nachos, she brought her face to the plate. Her mouth was full of the broken down food that was inside and before he knew it, she spit them out onto the plate he was on and tilted her face back. James could see in disgust that it was meant for him to eat.
James: Mrs. Torres? What...?
Mr. Torres: The food is ready for you now, bud.
Mrs. Torres: Eat up, sweetie!
James: You guys can't be serious. This is gross.
Mr. Torres: We just want to see if this would work. It's nothing that's going to hurt you.
Mrs. Torres: We just want you to try it at least. If you don't like it, you can drink some of my breast milk.
Mr. Torres: But we need you to swallow one bit of it.
James: I guess. I just... fine.
As James walked towards the slimy chewed up piece of food, he took his hand, grabbed a chunk of it, and put it in his mouth. The taste wasn't bad but it was slimy due to Mrs. Torres's saliva. It tasted sweet but not something you were used to having.
James: I mean... it's not bad but it's not good either.
Mr. Torres: But are you able to swallow it more easier?
James: I mean, yeah. It's easier but...
Mr. Torres: That's good. We will try to do that more often with you. I'm gonna go get the food ready now, my love.
Mrs. Torres: Okay. I'll stay here for a bit with James and get ready soon.
Mr. Torres: Okay. I'll see you two later today.
James: But, Mr. Torres...
Mrs. Torres: James, let him go. He has to go get ready.
James: Mrs. Torres, this can't be something I need. I can chew my own food. He doesn't need to enforce that.
Mrs. Torres: I told you before, sweetie, that Diego does care. He just had his own way of doing it just like me. He can stern but kind and I can be more gentle and compassionate.
James: I'd rather just stay with you instead of him.
Mrs. Torres: James, don't say that. My husband means well, he really does. We want what's best for you.
James: I know.
Mrs. Torres: You'll be with me the entire day. Let's rest for a bit before I get ready.
James: Okay.
*MWAH*
Mrs. Torres: I love you, James. There's also something else that me and Diego wanted to talk to you about but we will wait until the party is over. But know right now and forever, I love you.James: I love you too, Mrs. Torres.
As words were exchanged, Mrs. Torres brought James into her breast to lay down and rest, while she did the same. After a good hour, he looked behind him to find that Mrs. Torres was fast asleep. He wondered if this was something he really wanted; to be with a family that cares for him deeply. But with the changes they have in store for him, he's not sure if he can take it. Because Mrs. Torres was asleep, it would be a perfect opportunity to escape and maybe head home or find someone else to take him in. But this family loves him so much that it would break their hearts to know he was gone. However, it was his decision and he needed to think about what was best for himself.
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