Milking Cookie - An Erotic Story by Lynn Mixon
(Breastfeeding/Lactating Sex)

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Jake’s hot, single neighbor needed some yard work done, so he decided to do it for her. He’d meant to finish before she got home, but time got away from him.

Cookie invited him in to clean up. When she accidentally saw him in the shower, she offered to let him watch her pump her breasts in return. Could he refuse the offer of a refreshing drink?



She was sitting on the sofa when he came out. She patted the spot next to her and he sat down. Him being nearly naked and sitting so close to her threatened to make his dick hard again.

“I’m sorry about what you saw,” she said, a little flushed. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

“I’m not sure what you mean, Ms. Z. It was my fault.”

“I’m not married anymore, Jake. Call me Cookie. I like that nickname. It reminds me of some good times.”

She took a deep breath and continued. “I was talking about what I did with your shirt. I never intended for you to see that and it was kind of presumptuous of me.”

The way her breasts rose when she breathed in captivated him. That blouse didn’t do much at all to hide how large and firm they were. He had to move his leg to hide his growing erection.

“I don’t understand what that was about, but it’s okay. Really,” he said, trying to move the conversation forward before he embarrassed himself.

She took a second deep breath. “It’s been a while since I had a man in my life and your scent…well, I couldn’t help but take a deep breath.”

He almost told her that he didn’t mind when she took deep breaths, but stopped himself just in time. “Ahhh…that’s okay. I’m, uh, sorry about what you saw in the shower.”

Cookie smiled. “I don’t mind. It’s nice that a handsome young man finds me attractive. It makes me feel good.”

“You’re really sexy.” That popped out before he could stop it. He really didn’t have any business saying that to her.

Her smile brightened. “You think so? I put on a lot of weight during the pregnancy and I’m not a young girl anymore. Don’t be upset that you got excited. Trust me, you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of, and I enjoyed the peek.”

Their conversation had taken a notably sexual turn. They were now flirting with each other and that always excited him. He was definitely going to have to cross his legs to conceal his erection. Part of him wondered where things might go if he was as straightforward as she was.

Why not? The worst that could happen was she would send him home.

“You are an incredibly sexy woman.” He smiled reassuringly. “You’ve always been hot. Every guy in the neighborhood fantasizes about you.”

“Really?” Her expression almost glowed. “I had no idea. Do you?”

He nodded. “I’d tell you about it, but it’s…you know…kind of inappropriate.”

She put her hand on his leg. He could feel her body heat through the fabric. “We’re both adults. You can tell me. I won’t laugh.” Her voice sounded a little strained and her breathing sped up. He wondered if she was as turned on as he was.

“It’s embarrassing to talk about. Mostly wondering what you looked like naked. Imagining you teaching me about sex. And definitely fantasizing about your boobs. I used to watch you sunbathe in that little pink polka-dot bikini after school during the summers.”

A slow redness crept up her neck and colored her cheeks. “Wow, that’s kind of hot. They have grown since I got pregnant and now that I’m breastfeeding…they’re humungous…and heavy. I can’t help but see you looking at them. Do you like them?”

He let his eyes drop to look at them. It was the first time he’d dared let her know he was ogling her. “They’re incredible.”

Cookie’s eyes took on a mischievous twinkle. “When the baby is away, I have to use my breast pump. Since I saw your privates, it only seems fair to let you have a peek at something of mine. Would you like to watch?”

About Lynn Mixon

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Published April 14, 2013 by Romantic Moon Publishing. 26 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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