"Honey! Breakfast's ready!"
Scarla shouted to her husband Carl as he was getting ready to dress for work.
"Hey, really sorry babe but I'm really late for work. My boss is gonna chew me up if I'm even a second late today."
Carl works as a minimum wage office worker downtown.
"Oh come on honey. Your boss Larry is probably up to no good anyways. The last time he visited us for dinner, all kept he doing was stare at my boobs and poke fun at you the whole time!"
Scarla complained loudly thinking about how much of a snob her husband's boss is.
"Oh don't be such a drag darling. It was just one time and he probably didn't mean all of it."
Says Carl who shyly reassures his wife that his boss isn't too bad of an employer.
"Ugh fine. But promise me that one day you're gonna get a better job at a better place with a better boss. I really can't stand Larry with all his dirty antics."
Scarla REALLY wanted her husband to stop getting picked by everyone in the city. It pains any wife to see their husband being treated like a wimp.
"I will dear, I will. Maybe not anytime soon but I'll try."
There it is. That attitude is what made Scarla fall head over heels for her sweet husband back when he asked her to be her prom date.
"Thanks dear, really. Now come here and give me my morning kiss!" They both kissed like any other happy couple does in the modern suburban era.
"I'll be back before dinner. And take care of Agatha as always."
"Sure. Be careful on your way to work."
They bid farewell and saw each other off.
"WAAAHHHH!!!" The cry of the baby catches Scarla's attention.
"Now to take care of you and your incredibly always-hungry tummy." Scarla says as she takes her cute and adorable baby girl to the living room to feed her milk with her already dripping bossoms. This has been her every day life ever since she became a full-time housewife.
Scarla is, by all means, the "One True Beauty Treasure of The Entire Neighborhood" ever since she and her husband started living at Camilla Suburbs. A small neighborhood in New York City. She wasn't given this title for a random reason no no no. Scarla had long silky black hair that looked like they'd be perfect for every shampoo advertisment. She is currently 25 years old, making her energetic as well as confident and sassy at times. Absolutely beautiful purple eyes. One look at her eyes and everyone near her is already charmed. However, those gorgeous eyes aren't exactly what you'd notice first from her. It was the fact that even though she had a perfectly slender body, she boasted that biggest milk jugs in town! They weren't just big either because for some reason, even her breast had a perfect and mesmerizing shape despite their humongous size. Not a single man in the whole neighborhood could detach their eyes once they notice her jaw dropping milkers. This only had even more affect when she finally birthed her first child Agatha three months ago.
The doctors said that Agatha had an unusual trait in that for some reason, she is twice as hungry all the time for a newborn baby. This meant that she must have a constant source of milk with her at all times. Luckily for her, Scarla has more than enough room for milk in her succulent chest which became even bigger because of child birth. Now Scarla must bring her baby wherever she goes because she needs to breastfeed her baby at least once every 2 hours.
For that reason alone, whenever she has go outside to buy groceries and whatnot, she will simply go to the park or find somewhere to sit in order to breastfeed her child. This leaves her in a vulnerable state where her lactating breast is out in the open for all the creeps nearby to feast their eyes on. How much they salivate from their open mouths as they watch her perform her duty as a mother makes her feel extremely uncomfortable. Luckily, no bad thing has happened to her (yet).
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Going back to the present.
It is now 6:00 PM and Carl has returned home from an exhausting day at work. He parked his car outside his house and went inside to finally return to his beloved wife and child.
"Darling!" Scarla said in delight as her husband finally came home from work.
"One hell of day today as well. That project kept on going on forever." Carl said in a tired voice.
"Oh tell me all about it." Scarla said teasefully as she bring her husband to the kitchen and finish cooking their dinner for the night.
They did all the normal newly-made family activities that night. They ate dinner. The husband talked about his day at work. The wife complained about the boss. The baby was fed happily. They watched a romance movie. And they finally got ready to sleep soundly through the night with their baby beside their bed in a little baby crib. The day has finally ended safely and they slept happily, is what they thought.
...Off in the distance, a man was standing outside their house near the parked car.
"Damn I knew it. This car I followed got a good ass house." It was a burglar who tailed Carl's car. He puts on his burglar mask, his tools, his sneaking shoes, and gets ready to steal whatever is in this house.
This one wasn't just your average burglar. This burglar's known alias is Zeke. He has been breaking in homes and stealing their valuables for 4 months now. What gave him such a notoriety is that even though he has broken in at least 30 homes now, the police cannot track this man down. A prodigy in the criminal world. The police gave this mastermind the alias "Zeke" because the only thing he leaves behind is a spray paint symbol with a Z letter. Truly a criminal hated by the media.
Zeke the burglar now goes to the front door.
Picking the lock was a breeze for him. He slowly opened the door and scanned the area. Before he begins stealing the valuables he will scout all the rooms first for any unwanted variable in his plan. He quietly goes through all the 1st floor rooms and suddenly gets thirsty. He goes and opens the kitchen fridge. He was surprised to see the huge amount of baby bottles filled with milk in the fridge.
(Jesus that's a lot of milk! Some ugly middle aged hag must have had a new baby here.)
Zeke thought and decides to hold his thirst and finish his mission first. He quietly closes the fridge and makes sure to not leave any clues behind.
(1st floor's safe) He thought. Now he slowly goes up the the 2nd floor. He sees the bedroom door. He knows this is the room where the residents sleep because he saw the last light here turned off outside the house. He hears no noise behind the door. He opens the door extremely slowly to not make any creaking noises. What he saw in this room gave him the biggest surprise of his lifetime. Something he will never EVER forget.
Sleeping before him was the sexiest woman he had ever seen in his entire life. She was wearing this long night purple gown dress.
It didn't really seem to fit her so it appeared almost see-through. Especially her chest! He can clearly see that this busty beauty is wearing a black bra. His heart skipped a beat as he was unable to move his eyes away from her perfect body and her perfect udders. He stood still for 1 minute straight, just gazing and burning the sight of those knockers into his eyes. He snapped out of it but still his eyes were glued to this masterpiece of a housewife.
He starts inches towards the bed, every step trembling as he focuses on those luscious tits. He barely even gave his attention to the baby crib beside the bed as well as the sleeping husband. Scarla was on the far left of the bed, next to the baby crib while Carl was snoozing away on the far right. The beauty was sleeping on her back, unaware that she is giving the full view of her knockers to the burglar who was now standing beside her. Once again, he just stood there. His cock hard in his pants and his mind racing with countless thoughts. 1 minute of full silence, just the burglar and greatest view he'd ever seen. Then he finally decided to slowly lift his right hand over the sleeping wife's right tit. He keeps pausing but surely inching his hand downward on her huge breast. Then his hand finally landed on her udder.
His cock grew harder. His eyes at their best condition. He did not squeeze her right breast, just placed his hand on top of it. It was driving him mad.
(HOLY SHIT! THESE THINGS ARE NATURAL AND THEIR THE BIGGEST I'VE EVER SEEN)
The burglar thought in his head. It didn't last too long however when he noticed something strange. The middle of his palm felt wet. Then it crossed his mind. The milk in the fridge.
(SHE'S THE ONE LACTATING!? THESE UDDERS ARE FILLED WITH MILK!?)
His dick grew once more. Now his got one thing circling his head. MILK. He removed his hand and kneeled down. Now his head is just beside her right dripping breast. He prepares himself for what he is about to experience. He licks his lips and gets closer to her nipple. Then, he licks the dripping milk on her right nipple through her bra.
It was heaven. That single lick turned into two licks. Then three. Then four. He was bewildered that he is now licking the milk of the bustiest woman in town. Ecstasy in every lick. The jiggle of her milkers each time his tongue touches them. Even with her bra on, Scarla's tits were able to move fluidly. This made the burglar lick even faster. The burglar was licking so fast to where he almost forgot to breath! So Zeke, with all his willpower, tried to stop licking for a moment. However, when he looked down and saw his trail of saliva dripping unto her wet and clothed nipple, he went feral and once again started licking on them. He lost count on how long he was kneeling and tasting this woman's clothed tit as all he hears is the flick of his tongue whenever it touches her already wet bra. Saliva and milk, mixing together on her chest.
Then suddenly. An alarm went off. The burglar panicked but was quick enough to react and hid under the bed. Scarla woke up still half asleep.
"Ah it's feeding time. *Yawn* Come here Agatha. O-oh what the-"
Scarla notices her really wet bra.
"I must have been really full. It feels like someone already prepped them in advance."
The burglar under the bed gulps.
"Oh well. Here you go baby."
Her sweet baby proceeds to hungrily drink from her breast. Scarla slowly went back to sleep as she breastfeeds her baby. All the while, the burglar hears the sucking and gulping noises of her breastfeeding. He couldn't help but fantasize about the sound of her milk being gulped down. Wishing it was him getting breastfed right now. He waited lustfully as he starts thinking of his next move while simultaneously enjoying what he was hearing.
5 minutes passed
(Seems like the baby's asleep. I don't hear anymore sucking sounds.)
Zeke thought to himself as he slowly gets up. He then saw an even better view. A bombshell Milf sleeping on her right side while a baby is asleep on her left nipple. Jealousy came into his head as he saw some child taking away his milky plaything.
(Kid Those milk jugs are MINE!)
He said with anger in his head. He carefully took and returned the baby back to the crib so as to not wake up Scarla. It was now perfect. Her beautiful breast out in the open just for the burglar to enjoy.
Zeke wasn't particularly religious but he started praying as if it was supper. He opened his mouth as wide as he can and gets ready to latch on her left dripping bossom.
(Come to Papa!)
He said as he sucks on her breast. Oh how soft it feels in his mouth. It felt so good when he gulped down an entire mouthful of breast milk the first time. It made him so hard to even think about the situation that he is in now.
(I'm Breastfeeding From This Sexy Sleeping Housewife! And Her Breast Milk Are All Mine!)
He had to suck carefully though to not make the Milf wake up from her slumber. He sucked and drinked as slow as he can to make Scarla feel like she is only feeding her child. He wanted to use his tongue to roll her nipples around his mouth. He even wanted to start chewing on them like popcorn. Zeke knew however that if he starts overstimulating a woman's nipple, he'll get caught in the act.
