You can get all the latest news about other people from Elaine. Elaine is my youngest sister, gabby, bossy, and not quite twenty one. And attractive enough to make even a brother admit it..
"Susan had her baby last week," Elaine pronounced one day. "She was in labor for nearly ten hours. It's a boy ." Susan lived in the same apartment block. Her husband had left her when she told him she was pregnant. Single mothers were becoming all too common in our neighborhood.
"She's putting the baby up for adoption," Elaine added. So Susan wouldn't be adding to the number of single mothers after all. But I wasn't sure I liked the idea of farming out a new born baby. But Elaine hadn't finished. "She's giving the baby to a woman whose baby was stillborn. The woman wanted a boy, so it all worked out rather nicely. It's going to take a while for the paper work, but the other woman's nursing the baby already."
I wasn't particularly concerned about the maternal problems of a woman who lived two floors up in the apartment block, so I was happy enough when Elaine left to spread the news to someone else. I must admit I'd envied Susan's husband when they were married. He was taking on a beautiful girl with a luscious figure and a pair of tits to stop the traffic.
I forgot about Susan and the baby for a week or two until I met her at a party in one of the other apartments. "They only kept me in hospital two days," she said after we had gone through the usual preliminaries. "I didn't have any complications at all, apart from getting rid of the milk."
"I think you're looking real good," I told her, and I meant it. I had got used to seeing her in a pregnant state for quite a while, and I was enjoying looking at her in her altered state.
"Thank you," she said. "I can tell you mean that. It's nice to be able to see how I affect man." I guess I blushed, because I hadn't been aware how much attention I had been paying to the cleavageshe was showing "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you," she said quickly, "but we seemed to be discussing intimate things."
I changed the subject. "I don't understand about the milk problem."
She laughed. "A man wouldn't. You mean to say Elaine hasn't told you all about it? I thought she told you everything there was to know. She tells me everything about you." I must have blushed again. "Oh there I go again. But we're like a couple of schoolgirls, we chat so much. The problem with the milk is getting rid of it. Without a baby to drink it I have to pump it out. Otherwise these boobies are in trouble." And she jiggled one of her tits with the hand that wasn't holding a glass. I couldn't take my eyes off the display of pulchritude in motion. "I'm sorry again," she giggled. "I didn't realize breasts had this effect on you."
"I was just thinking of the pleasure that baby is missing," I stammered. "Seems a pity to have to pump it out."
"There's no other way. Unless I borrow another baby. Or a man."
I was breathing hard. "Stop it, you're giving me ideas!"
Susan laughed again. "You don't mean you'd-------you'd really like to?" I gulped and nodded. She lowered her voice. "You're serious? Darling that would be delightful." She looked round quickly. "Are you really serious? You'd really like to drink my milk? God, I've got to keep my voice down, they've just got to hear this and the whole town would have it." Now Susan was breathing hard. "You've got me going now. I'm getting horny as a goat. Darling, it's nearly time for my evening session. Will you really? Now?"
"Let's go," I said before she changed her mind. "We'd better not go together. You go first." And Susan went. Just disappeared out of the crowd. She was serious alright. And I found myself amazed at what I'd got myself into. Suckling at a pair of the most gorgeous breasts, and I hardly knew the woman. By the time I got to Susan's apartment two floors up, she had changed from cocktail dress to house coat. She showed me the pump. "This is the apparatus. Can you imagine me using this when I have a real man volunteering?" She sat on the couch and dropped the house coat to her waist. My cock had been getting more and more droopy as I wondered what I was letting myself in for, but at the sight of two thirty-six D tits thrusting themselves out at me begging to be sucked it sprang to life and made a bold statement inside my pants.
I fell to my knees, and Susan opened her legs so that I could shuffle closer to the couch. I just had to get my hands on those two glorious globes. They were larger than Susan's dress had revealed, drooping a little, presumably because of their load of milk, and deliciously soft in my hands. I fondled them and squeezed them and pressed my face between then to breathe their perfume, and then pulled back to gaze at the swollen tips. The aureoles were puffed out from Susan's breasts like little conical cushions, with the nipples red and stretched smooth and projecting as large as fingertips.
"Suck this one fist," Susan said, and thrust her left tit into my mouth. And I sucked at the nipple, and I nibbled at the aureole, and I sucked, and I drank, and as long as I sucked the milk trickled hot into my mouth. Susan gasped, and sighed, and caressed my head and my neck, and I realized for the first time that this was not for her just a matter of getting rid of the milk, but an experience as sexually exciting as it was for me. When the milk supply dried up Susan kissed my mouth and I understood that this was the end of the evening's excitement for me. As the human pump I would be expected to perform again at eight the following morning.
Back in my apartment I relaxed and consoled my still rigid cock and revelled in reviewing the evening's pleasure. When the door chimes sounded later I wanted to ignore them, but Elaine's voice demanded entry. She was giggling as she entered the room "You dirty old man! You've always pretended to be such a goody goody, but Susan called me and told me all about it. She loved it, and you didn't take advantage of her, and you're going back again tomorrow, and you loved it too, didn't you?" I should have known those two could keep no secrets from each other. But I was surprised how excited Elaine was. I would have expected her to be critical. "You're a real quiet one, you are. You hardly know Susan, and you seduce her into letting you undress her and suck her tits."
Remonstrations were no use. "Of course you seduced her. It's always the man who leads the way. What I don't get is why you go for a stranger's tits when you've got a perfectly beautiful pair right here."
Elaine pulled off her sweater, and flung it to the floor. She was naked to the waist. Two breasts that I hadn't seen since her early teens were standing out firm and proud, fuller and firmer than I had ever realized when I saw her fully clothed. I wanted to lunge at them and grab them. But this was my kid sister. I just gulped.