Maddi's Little Emma - The Beginning

by NekoBabe

Found this site a year or so ago and have loved every story I've read. I've been too shy to write my own until now, so please enjoy! This is my first story I have ever written so bear with me on missing out some details here and there, my only experience is cybering.

I wanted to make a story about an ebony dom and a young girl she finds, so this will be the esablishing story as to how she finds her playtoy. Hope you all enjoy, and if you have any comments or questions, feel free to e-mail me!

"Daddy, I'm thirsty!!"

"I know you are, sweetie.."

"Where's Mommy, I'm thirsty!!!"

"Mommy isn't here, Emma, I've told you that since she went on vacation."

"But I want Mama Milk NOW!!"

The food court of the mall went into a cold silence, minus the faint radio music on the overhead speakers. It was odd hearing the music so loud now, and it made me realize how much I dislike the mainstream music nowadays. The thought of the music quickly left my mind, however, and I looked back to the scene that erupted near the back. "Emma." I said that to myself in a low tone. A name I may need.

For some reason, the father decided to yell back his answer after such a quiet amount of time, a harsh and booming "NO!" echoed practically the entire mall now, and that sweet little girl punched her dad a few times as hard as she could. It made me chuckle for a moment before seeing her run towards me and to my left, where the ladies restroom was positioned in the food court. After the little tantrum of the two babies, the food court had a few mumbles and went right back to work after the smell of a burning pizza reminded others where they were. I, however, kept eyes on the father, who was blushing of embarrassment yet also at ease. Probably had quite the day cause of the brat. Once he finally looked at me, I gave him a little wink, pointed inside and rolled off the wall to a walk inside the doorway.

The restroom was really nice inside, it had a lounge with some water fountains and a TV on the wall to whatever soap opera was on at the time, but genuinely void of people. Made me chuckle seeing no women in a restroom for once, let alone a queue. Sobbing droned out the TV, and it was only 1 guess as to who could have done so. I decided to take off my heels and walk in, taking the stall closest to the only one closed which happened to be the one against the wall. After locking mine and straightening out my simple black dress and making sure my hair was nice and neat, I stood up and leaned over the wall separating us to look down on the poor little girl. "Boys are jerks sometimes, aren't they?"

Instantly she shut up and looked up at me, catching me smile down at her. She almost started wiping her sad face with the back of her hand until I interrupted. "Oh darling, use the tissue paper, it's there for a reason."

She nodded and wiped her face, then tossed it into the bowl between her legs. She wore a little skirt that hung just above the knees, with kittens plastered all over. Once she sat up she showed off a pink tee with a hello kitty right in the center.

With a chuckle, I asked "Feeling better, kitten?" It got a giggle out of her and she nodded once more before commenting "My name is Emma, though, not kitten!" and giggles erupted once more.

"Well, I'd only assume with how many kittens you've got on your clothes...so, what's wrong, little one?"

She turned in her seat towards me and explained it all, how her mother went on vacation since new years, nearly half a year ago, and she's been without her mother's milk for so long and misses it so much. With a curiosity peaking in my mind, I ask her what she meant, seeing if I heard correctly. "Mommy has milk from her, uhh...these." She puts her hands on her chest, palm over where her nipples would be. 'A mother with quite the fetish', I thought to myself, 'maybe I can satisfy it as well..'

"Oh, poor thing! you must be so thirsty then." I lean in close and 'whisper' loudly to little Emma, "I have milk too! But it's chocolate milk, since I'm not white like you.." At this little lie the little girl gasped with the biggest grin her cheeks could pull, and said that she loved chocolate milk, saying it was almost as good as mommy milk. "Well then," I said to the girl, "if you come out I can take you to the special restroom on the other side, and you can have as much as you like!" And with that, Emma practically trips out of her stall and waits outside mine, hands fidgiting behind her back and bouncing on her toes in her little flip flops. Once I exit, I take her hand and guide her out of the private room and enter the one to the left of it, closing and locking the door behind us.

Placing my bag down that was around my shoulder on the sink I sit down in the seat opposite of the toilet and pat my lap. On command, the anxious and hungry little girl hops onto my lap and bounces up and down, showing her excitement. "Now, which would you like to start with?" I ask as I unzip the back of my dress enough for it to loosen up for her to take out my left. Her eager lips surrounded the areola, and with a couple tugging sucks (as well as a moan from yours truly) began the flow of milk. She closed her eyes and lay against me, my arm behind her back to support her during this experience. 'Clearly someone forgot her lessons of never talking to strangers' I thought to myself as I began to let out moans behind closed lips.

Emma's little hands began to reach up and take the whole breast, and as a C cup there was plenty to grab onto. Her hands began squeezing the tit with just her fingers, almost like a rolling motion between them all to get more milk out. "Mmmph, someone's a thirsty little girl...you enjoying yourself sweetie?" She replied with a "mmhm~" which caused her mouth to vibrate against my skin, causing me to let out quite the sigh of pleasure. We stayed like this for a couple minutes, her bright white skin taking hold of the much darker breast, until she drank me dry. Her lips made a POP! as she let go and smiled up at me while trying to take out the other, to which I put a stop to. "Sorry kitten, your dad is probably worrying about you now, we should get going."

"Aww, okay miss...uhh.."

"You may call me Miss Maddi, and what do you say after getting something you want?"

"Thank you, Miss Maddi!" Her voice was that of an angel now that she has been satisfied.

"You're most welcome. Now, can you give me a kiss to show how happy you are?"

An unexpected action happened as I turned to give her a cheek; she leaned in and gave me the biggest kiss on the lips, even parting them and sticking her tongue through. This action caught me by surprise, but how can I not deny my enjoyment? I gave her a kiss back, playing with her tongue teasingly, before breaking the kiss and giving her a playful smirk. "You're just full of surprises, kitten."

I stood up and fixed my dress, retrieved my bag and walked out with her in front, leading her to the father. "Here she is, all happy now. She should be a good little girl for you, sir." "Thanks a bunch for that, since I can't enter without creating an even bigger scene."

I chuckled at the thought of him walking in on us kissing for a moment, then reached into my bag and gave him a card. "I'd be more than glad to nanny her, she told me about what's going on with her mother." "Ah, yes," he replied a little choked up on it, knowing full well it wasn't the vacation his daughter had in mind, "well if you can make her this happy in 5 minutes, I don't see why not. Thanks again miss...?" "Just call me Maddi." I said with a genuine smile as I looked back down at Emma, then playfully messing up her hair, "Looks like you'll see me soon, kitten~"

As I said my goodbyes and turned around, I felt a bit of a blush come over as I felt juices racing down my legs and onto my bare feet. 'Fuck, my shoes.' I thought as I ran back into the restroom to retrieve my footwear and to also rub one out, replaying the scene in my mind. My body spasm-ed as I thought of little Emma and her mother, imagining what else she taught her little girl. "Fuck!!" I shouted out in a climax, and as I came back down, I thought of how I can make that little nymph my own.