My Next Door Lactating Lady
Chapter One
By Tawny T
My next-door friend is Brenda, a brand-new mother, as I am. Our children's births came with just a few days' difference between them. We had been good friends before, and now were bound by the new bond, Motherhood.
I had just put Chuck, my new son, down for his nap after breastfeeding him, a delightful experience, I thoroughly enjoyed. He had not emptied my breasts, they still felt full of milk. I guess he wasn't thirsty this feeding. Our maid would watch over him while I took a nice walk. I needed that, as for some unknown reason, my son's nursing at my breasts sent pleasurable feelings through my body. It was something I had heard of, but never experienced until now.
I had on shorts with a nursing bra that looked like just a normal well filled summer bra. My breasts had filled out nicely and were a full D size now. My husband doted on them, and I liked the looks of them too. A nursing Mom, I now had fully rounded breasts with dark bulging silver dollar-sized aureole and thrusting nipples that now stood very erect after the nursing. They tingled! Ooh nice!
I felt so damn sexy and even my pussy, still a little tender after the live birth, tingled just a little. It had been a rather easy delivery, thank God. My doctor even commented that she thought it was one of the easiest deliveries she had the pleasure of attending in a long time.
I turned down the sidewalk and as I came by Brenda's home, I thought I'd drop by and see what the beautiful new mother was doing. The front door was open, and I could see through the screen door that Brenda was nursing her. I moved inside as she called out for me to come in.
"What a beautiful sight, the two of you so intimate." I laughed and moved close to them. Brenda had on a filmy negligee that was open and gave her an ethereal look. Glenda's mouth was on one nipple sucking, and the other breast was almost completely uncovered and was so damn beautiful it took my breath away, and the angelic look on her beatific face added to the scene.
I moved closer, bent and reached over, and kissed Brenda gently on her cheek, and for some unknown reason, I brushed my hand over the long flowing hair that hid part of her magnificent breast. The brush of my fingers over her smooth hot flesh did something to me. I didn't know what! It was instant. I touched her soft breast. I think my heart missed a beat or two. I gasped!
"My God, you are so beautiful!" I was stunned by the beauty in front of me. "What magnificent breasts! Brenda, you are truly a sex Goddess."
I softly stroked the full hot flesh of her breast and my body thrilled at the touch. I touched the nipple with my finger and a drop of milk appeared on my finger as by magic. I took the white drop and put it to my tongue. My whole body shook. I could not believe I'd done this. I know I must have blushed from head to toe!
Brenda seemed nonplussed by my movements and smiled gently up at me, leaned forward, and to my amazement, kissed my lips softly, sliding her lips over mine. I froze for a moment, then her lips moved across mine again, and this time her lips parted, her tongue flicked out to taste my lips. She chuckled and slid her tongue between my lips as I let my tongue meet hers. It was an electric moment between us. Her beauty filled my eyes, her tongue set my body on fire. I closed my eyes as her tongue floated against mine making me moan with pleasure.
"You caught me at a most erotic moment Amy, nursing excites me sexually. You look so beautiful, your breasts are full and rounded, like mine. Does Chuck's nursing give you pleasure? I'll bet it does! I've heard of other nursing mothers say that it got them horny. True?" Her lips moved back against mine again. This time her hand came up and she cupped one covered breast and squeezed it firmly.
I stood up, and she moved back in the chair, took Glenda down from her breast, and laid her in her lap. She shrugged her shoulders and her gown slid down, uncovering her breasts, and I gazed at the beauty of her swollen breasts. Now fully erect nipples and brown aureole like mine swollen from nursing. Her hands moved to her breasts, slid under them, and lifted them up. She squeezed her breasts; a small stream of milk ran out of one taut nipple and down over her breast. She reached down and lifted the baby.
"Come!" She called softly, then turned and went down the hall to the baby's bedroom, laid her in the crib, slid a sheet over her and kissed her softly. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom across the hall. As she moved into the room, she let her gown slide down, turned, and held her arms out to me.