This is a work of pure fiction. It has a heavy content of adult breastfeeding, lactation and milk play so if that is not your thing then I suggest you read no further. For those who do enjoy that stuff, please sit back, read and enjoy. For the full story I would suggest you read Kelly β Part 1 before reading this. Comments, favourites and ratings are appreciated but please don't feel obliged. H :)
Chapter 1:
"What do you mean you're out all day?" Sophie pouted sulkily.
"I mean I won't be here from about 5 minutes time until about dinner time tonight." I replied to my sister.
She had come back from Crete with her friends the day before yesterday and now, like me, she was bored out of her mind. However, today I would not be bored because I had arranged to go around my friend Kelly's house to suck on her massive lactating tits again, but I wasn't about to go and tell Sophie that. I should probably explain: Last week I bumped into my friend Kelly after not seeing her for over 5 years. I discovered that she was on maternity leave after giving birth to a baby girl and now, like me, she was bored out of her mind watching daytime TV when not looking after her child.
We had arranged for me to go around and spend some time with her, completely innocently, just to keep each other from going insane. However, when her breasts started leaking after feeding her daughter, she asked me to help her express and well... one thing led to another and she ended up giving me the best hand job of my life while I suckled her tits dry.
Today, we had arranged for me to around again and we would spend the day together during the hours that her mother was out at work. Also FYI, it was also now only 2 and a half weeks until she could have sex again and she was adamant that I was going to be her first cock after waiting the three month period after giving birth so I was all too happy to go and spend time with her.
"But what will I do?" My sister grumbled.
I shrugged. "You're welcome to play my PS4."
"Great. Thanks." She said sarcastically. "What games have you got?"
"Some pretty decent ones. I have the new Battlefield and the latest Call of Duty." I said enthusiastically.
"Oh yeah, awesome." My sister said, deadpan. "I just love war games."
"Look, all my games are stacked in the cupboard beneath where my PS4 and TV sit in my room. Look in there. If you can't find anything, watch a DVD or something or go out and get some exercise, it's a lovely day out!"
"Are you calling me fat?" She glowered at me accusingly.
"What?! No!!" She glared at me. Clearly I wasn't winning my sister over so I sighed and dismissed her. "Fine, whatever. I'll see you late this afternoon."
I opened the front door before she could say another word and quickly hopped outside, closing it swiftly behind me. I sprinted to my car and locked the doors as soon as I got inside but as I checked I saw that my sister hadn't followed me out. She was probably calling me every curse word under the sun as she stomped through the house but I can all but guarantee that when I get home tonight she'll be glued to my PS4.
The drive to Kelly's house was uneventful and I pulled up behind her car on the drive. I knocked and she opened the door almost instantly. She stood there beaming at me. It was immediately clear that she had gone to some effort for me today. She'd straightened her long blonde hair, as opposed to just throwing it back in a scruffy ponytail and it now hung right down her back. Also, she wore a small amount of make-up, just around her eyes and lipstick but still it was nice to see that she had gone to this effort just for me. She had gone from merely looking stunning to now looking drop dead gorgeous. She wore her pink dressing gown and it was tightly fastened around her waist.
"Oi-oi handsome!" She beamed.
"Hiya beautiful." I retorted. "How's it going?"
"So-so." She muttered, her dazzling beam falling to a slight smile. "Claire kept me awake from 1 'til 3 last night so I'm still a bit tired."
She turned to let me in and I stepped up through her front door. "You don't look it!"
She laughed at me, "that's the magic of make-up, honey. Beneath all this I can assure you that I have massive fat black bags."
"Well, why the hell am I here then?" I asked. "You should be sleeping!"
She shrugged. "I'll sleep later. I wanted to see you again. Last week was so fun, it's all I've really been thinking about."
"Yeah me too." I grinned at her as I took my shoes off. She then led me through to the living room and pointed at a sofa for me to sit.
I sat.
"Could you lie across the sofa for me, James?" Kelly asked. Her features were masked with indifference as she stood in front of me, not giving anything away.
"Err... yeah alright." I allowed myself to fall sideways and I lifted my feet up and shuffled around until I was lying on her sofa with my head on the cushions at one end and my feet dangling off the other. It was actually remarkably comfortable.
"Take your top off." She ordered.
"Are we completely skipping the pleasantries today then?" I asked as I complied with her wishes. I dropped my t-shirt off the side of the sofa and onto the floor.