Amy’s stepbrother came home early from college classes and caught her breastfeeding her daughter. His embarrassment amused her, so she kept feeding her baby as they talked.
When she saw how her breastfeeding excited him, it turned her on. She summoned her courage and decided to take things further, offering him a drink right from the source. Would his thirst overcome his resistance?
Warning: This erotic short story contains explicit sex between consenting adults. The plot involves adult breastfeeding (lactation) between stepsiblings. All sexually active characters are over the age of eighteen and are not biologically related to one another.
With his attention so riveted, she glanced down at his lap to see just how interested he was. His cock was hard enough to make a decent bulge in his khakis. The sight of him so excited made her damp.
She didn’t know if he had a specific thing for breastfeeding or just breasts. Either way it didn’t bother her. Many guys got off on breastfeeding, or so her psych teacher had said back when she was still going to college. The thought of having sex while her lover sucked on her swollen breasts made her squirm.
A wicked thought flashed through her mind and she acted before she had a chance to think twice or talk herself out of it. Wendy wasn’t close to being finished with her right breast, but she made a show of turning her, exposing her left nipple, and slipping it into her daughter’s mouth.
Her right nipple continued to spray milk almost six inches into the air in half-a-dozen directions. She grabbed a pad to cover it and closed the maternity flap in her bra. Her boldness in exposing herself to her stepbrother made her blush.
“Sorry about that. They sometimes don’t want to stop.”
He sat there with his mouth open, obviously stunned, his chatter dried up. His cock, however, was at full attention. It looked like his zipper might pop. The thought of that had her mouth watering.
Marty closed his jaw with an audible snap. “Wow, ah…” He finally found his voice. “I thought she would, you know, finish one side before she moved to the other.”
Normally, the baby did drain one breast, though there was always enough left on the other side to require pumping. That meant she usually only dealt with a spraying nipple at the end of the meal. Not that she could tell him that without revealing the fact that she’d been cock teasing.
“Most of the time, she does, but sometimes they get so full that it gets uncomfortable. I needed to ease the pressure. It’s no big deal. Come on, I can see you’re curious. Ask me whatever is banging around in your head. I won’t be mad.”
He turned a bright red. “This is embarrassing.”
“Why should you be embarrassed? I’m the one half-naked. I know what you want to know,” she said mischievously. “You want to know what it tastes like, don’t you.”
He looked like he might die of mortification on the spot, but he nodded. “Yeah.” His voice sounded as strained as his zipper.
“It’s a little thinner than what you get at the store and somewhat sweeter. I had to give it a try to satisfy my own curiosity.” Her smile turned devilish. “Would you like to try some?”
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Published May 28, 2012
by Dirty Girl Publishing.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.