My mother gave birth to me when she was 18. When she split from my dad I went to live with him as he was in a better position to look after me. After a few years my mum remarried. My mum sent me birthday and Christmas cards each year but I am ashamed to say that I did not do anything to keep in touch with her. That was until I finished university. My father said that he had heard that my mum had just had a baby and was very keen to see me. As my mum lived in a different city I contacted her and asked her if she wanted me to visit her. I admitted that I was very uncertain about meeting her. I had spent years feeling deserted by her and was not sure I could understand or forgive her for what she had done. She said she fully understood but would love to try and make things up to me. I was nervous as I walked up the short drive to the front door of a detached house in a pleasant neighborhood. When my mum opened the door we fell into each other's arms and hugged for a long time. Both of us were in floods of tears but that felt kind of cathartic for me. When we finally let go of each other I knew that somehow we would be friends.
We sat and both had coffee during which baby Tom started to cry. It was time for his feed and I was delighted to be introduced to my little brother before my mum settled back to breastfeed him. My mum released one of her substantial boobs before attempting to latch Tom onto her nipple. Her nipple looked huge before the first attempt failed but when she presented to his eager mouth the second time it was even longer and thicker. I had seen a number of nipples in my time but none had been in the same league, size wise, as my mum's. To explain I am bi and am lucky enough to love both the male and female form. At 21 while not very experienced I was no virgin and had enjoyed a number of sexual relationships with both men and women.
I do admit to having a thing about nipples both mine and other peoples. I only wish men's nipples were as big and sensitive as women's, but that is another story. Watching my mum breastfeed was the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed. She swapped Tom from one breast to the other three times. She did not make any attempt to cover up as she did so. Her nipples were at their largest immediately after being released by Tom. The eroticism of the situation had a number of physical effects on me. My own nipples became erect and super sensitive while my pussy became so wet I was afraid I had peed myself. My arousal must have been hard to miss and my mum twice asked me if I was ok. I was barely able to respond as my mouth was dry and my heart was racing. I regretted my response before the words were out of my mouth.
"Do you find breastfeeding arousing. It does look amazing?"
It was my mum's turn to struggle to answer. After a delay she answered.
"It makes a big difference who you are breastfeeding. I am ashamed to admit that even when feeding Tom the constant stimulation of my nipples does leave me a little aroused."
The answer said so much but raised so many more questions the simplest being,
"Who else do you breastfeed?"
"Aaron loves to feed from me and it is super erotic when we are able to indulge with me feeding him as a form of foreplay. My god I cannot believe that I am sharing all this with you and we have only just met up after all this time. What the hell must you think of me? Let me go and put Tom down before I say anything else that is so embarrassing."
"I think that I have just seen the most erotic thing I have ever seen. I have a bit of a thing about nipples and yours are unbelievably sexy. There now we have both embarrassed ourselves."
When my mum returned it took a minute before we could resume our conversation. I asked whether Aaron (my stepfather) often suckled from her. She asked whether most days that he was around constituted often, if so yes.
"You said you have a bit of a thing about nipples would you....... no I am sorry I think we should change the subject before this gets out of hand. Have you got a boyfriend or sorry a girlfriend at the moment?"
"No not really more a couple of friends who I see when - well you know when the need takes me. It works quite well between relationships. If you were going to ask what I think you were the answer is - I can't wait."
We both knew what we were talking about but both were deeply embarrassed. It was mum who took the bull by the horns and started to take her top and ugly bra off. I knew it was for me to make the next move. I put my head in her lap facing her and lay along the length of the sofa she was sitting on. Her huge nearly black nipple was inches from my mouth and I was close to salivating. I am not sure who moved to whom but the inch long thick nipple was soon being sucked into my mouth. To begin with I wanted to just play with it as I had with nipples in the past but then remembered that this one was able to produce milk.