14-01-2025, 05:35 PM
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[i]A husband quietly enters his house, enters his wife's room, it is already evening. He quietly opens the door and in the semi-darkness he sees his wife lying naked in bed, her big heavy breasts hanging down, two old men next to her. Their mouths are covering her nipples and they are sucking her milk. Drops of milk are running down the corners of their mouths, and he sees their throats working as they swallow it. Your wife's eyes are closed, she is supporting her heavy breasts with her hands, guiding them into the mouths of these old men. She is moaning softly as these old men suck the milk out of her. Why do you think this happened? Who are these old men? How old are they?
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Part 1
It's been two years since her baby died during childbirth. The grief of loss did not leave her. The husband was completely absorbed in his work and did not pay attention to it. Soma was left alone. She wanted to help people and be needed. Since lactation did not stop after pregnancy, her breasts continued to secrete milk. The woman decided to drain him and give him to shelters. One day, walking down the street to her house, she saw two beggars. When she approached them to toss a coin, she realized that they were two old men. They were sitting in rags and were dirty. Her heart sank at the sight, and she decided to help them. Soma invited the old men to come with her. Perhaps they wanted to eat and wash, Soma thought. When these two poor old men entered the house, she immediately noticed their terrible condition. They were very thin and weak. Both old men had almost no teeth. She put on a bathrobe and set the table to feed the guests.
The woman told them to wash their faces before serving the food. But because of their abilities, they did it very slowly and clumsily. When they sat down at the table, she asked what their names were. Ramesh and Salim, they replied. The beggars only drank tea and ate a piece of cheese. They began to study their savior. The woman's name was Soma, she was 28 years old. She had a good figure, especially her large breasts. Her beautiful face and long black hair seemed incredible and charming to them.
Soma saw in these old men the weakness and helplessness of a lifetime. After giving them tea, she felt tired and invited them to relax on the big bed in the guest room. When the old men fell asleep, Soma went to the bed and watched how the faces of these old men were distorted by old age and eternal trials. One of them had an almost bald head and a small gray beard. The other had gray hair and gray stubble on his face, which he had not shaved for a long time. They were about 70 years old. They had only one thing in common-they were short and very thin. Their sunken cheeks due to the lack of teeth made the picture even sadder.
At that moment, Soma felt a slight tingling sensation in her breasts and nipples, indicating that she was filled to the brim with milk. She cupped her breasts in her hands, feeling how big and heavy they had become.
Soma went to the kitchen sink to drain the excess milk. She lifted the hem of her robe and exposed her breasts on the right side, then leaned forward. She grabbed it from below with one hand and brought it to the sink. With her other hand, she began massaging the nipple. Pulling on the nipple, she heard the first powerful jet of milk splash out and fall to the bottom of the sink. Closing her eyes in pleasure and relief, she sank into a state of serenity. During this process, she didn't notice anything around her. But after a while, she felt that she wasn't alone in this place.
Opening her eyes, she turned her head towards the door and, a little scared, almost screamed. One of the old men was standing near the door, who did not immediately understand what was happening. He didn't want to scare Soma and wanted to apologize for that. But after a while, he suddenly understood the essence of what was happening, but did not show it. The woman, being in a stupor, did not have time to hide everything that was happening. I just wanted some water. Soma quickly straightened her robe and took the cup. She poured water and handed the glass to the old man with a trembling hand. She hadn't fully recovered from her fright yet. "You're a wonderful woman," the old man told her. If we can help you in any way, just let us know. The old man handed her a cup, turned around and walked back.
The next morning, Soma made breakfast, and everyone sat down at the table. The old man she had met the night before was staring at her intently. He paid special attention to her breasts. Soma was wearing her old nursing bra that day. It was soft and supported her breasts well. She was tired of her breasts and nipples constantly sagging under the weight of milk and rubbing against the fabric of her clothes.
Several times during the day, she went to the bathroom to drain excess milk from her breast. Soma did not like pumping milk manually and always suffered from this process, she always wanted a small child's mouth to do it, at some point she caught herself thinking about this old beggar who looked so greedily at her breasts. After all, he also had no teeth, like a child, she really needed the help of such a mouth. She imagined how this old man could help her with her problem, how his toothless mouth would drink her milk. After leaving the bathroom, she went to the room where her guests were. The old men were sleeping on the bed. She walked over to the one who had been paying attention to her all day and sat down on the edge of the bed. It was already evening, and there was almost no light in the room. Soma looked at him and stroked his head and face. The old man opened his eyes and asked the hostess what happened. The woman smiled and said. Do you remember how my grandfather promised to help me? Yes, madam, I remember. What do you want? I saw the way you looked at me, especially at my big breasts. I know that you saw me in the kitchen last night and realized what happened there. I have a problem, and I want you to help me solve it. Come with me to the other room. The old man got up and followed the woman. There was also a large bed in the other room. Soma closed the door and approached the poor old man. Your name is Ramesh, and your friend's name is Salim. "That's right," said the old man.
The woman patted his cheek, "I need your help, Ramesh." I know you're looking at my breasts with the greed of a hungry child!
The old man felt the tenderness of her hand and the warmth of her words. Madam, I've seen how your breasts are filling with milk, and how you're trying to get rid of it. Ramesh, you've heard that breast milk is very good for babies, it makes them healthy and satisfies their hunger, but I don't have a baby. And I'm asking you to be in his place. Your toothless mouth looks a lot like a child's mouth. Could you help me? I don't know if I can help, madam, but I'll do my best. I haven't eaten solid food for a long time because I don't have teeth. I am very hungry and I want to taste your milk, if you will let me drink it directly from your breast, we will solve several problems at once. You're going to pour it down the sink anyway. Don't let the old beggar starve to death. She was shocked by his directness. "Okay," Soma said, "I really need someone's help." But how are we going to do that, Ramesh? The old man looked at the bed. The woman kissed the old man on the forehead and said. Tonight you will be my baby, and I will feed you as much as you want. Soma took off her robe, walked over to the bed and sat at the head of it, leaning on the pillows. "Put your head on my lap." The old man lay down on her lap. In front of him were two large, swollen breasts, partially hidden by a nursing bra. The air was filled with the faint scent of her perfume and milk. Soma stroked the old man's head and cheeks, anticipating the exciting moment. The old man was overjoyed. He saw her nipples peeking out from under the fabric of her bra. I do not know how to do this, madam," Rasim said. Don't worry, I'll help you, relax and listen to me. Soma said. She felt like her chest was about to burst. She undid her bra on the right side, and her massive breasts spilled out, landing on the old man's shoulder. Ramesh saw how big she was. Drops of milk appeared on her nipples. With one hand, she lifted the breast from below, and with the other brought the old man's head closer to the nipple. He licked his lips. Stroking his head, she told him to open his mouth and gently inserted the nipple. "Suck and drink my milk," the woman said softly. The old man moved his lips awkwardly. There was almost no milk. Then Soma said, "Ramesh, please try to suck harder, take it deeper into your mouth." You're not as hungry as you say you are. The old man wanted to take her big breasts in his hands to squeeze out more milk. But Soma wouldn't let him do it. She pulled his hands away and continued to support her breast with her palm, squeezing and guiding it into her mouth. The old man began to move his mouth more diligently and suddenly felt a portion of warm milk get down his throat. He almost choked on it and swallowed it with the greed of a hungry child. Soma felt the milk flow abundantly into his mouth. She looked at the old man and saw his throat constrict as he took another sip of fresh milk. Stroking him, the woman looked at the old beggar, at his wrinkles and sunken toothless mouth. His gray stubble rubbed against the tender flesh of her massive breasts. The old man really liked the taste of her milk, it was creamy and sweet. He felt his stomach filling with this nectar. Soma continued to hold her large breasts with one hand, and with the other she adjusted her nipple from time to time so that the massive part of her breast did not cover his nose area so that he could breathe. The old man closed his eyes, he felt tenderness and peace like a child from the attention of his mistress. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the relief and warm feeling of motherhood. Silence fell in the room, and only the sucking sounds of the old man could be heard in the air. After a while, she felt the old man's grip loosen. What happened? “What is it?" she asked. Madam, I really want to help you, your milk is the most delicious thing I've ever tasted, but now I'm tired. Then the woman said that there was more. Because the second breast is still full of milk. Soma changed her position and took the other breast. Ramesh, please try again.
Have another drink, I'll feel better. The old man looked at her big breasts and said, "Madam, I'm doing my best, but you have so much milk that I can't handle it alone." Let me take your breasts in my hands, it will be more convenient for me. He lay down on her lap and cupped her big breasts in his hands. Gently massaging them, the old man began to suck the milk out of them. Soma smiled at how greedy and hungry this big kid was. His wrinkled hands and slender fingers gently touched her large breasts. This time, she felt that the milk stood out better when the old man massaged them with his hands. When she realized that the old man's strength had run out, she took the nipple out of his mouth and said, "Ramesh, you've helped a lot, but that's enough for today." The old man stepped aside and looked at the woman. "Madam, you are the kindest and most gentle woman, and I am very grateful to you for everything you do for me. It's been so long since I've felt so full. From now on, your milk is my life.". The woman looked at the old man and said: "I think I'm going to need your help, and it gives me great pleasure." The woman got out of bed, her big breasts swayed, drops of milk glistened on her nipples. She picked them up, feeling their weight and fullness. "It's a pity, Ramesh, that there's still quite a lot of milk in them, but you tried to bear my suffering. I have nothing to worry about until morning. Go to your room and get some sleep. I need to rest too." When Ramesh entered the room, Salim was awake. "Where have you been?" he asked. Ramesh lay down on the bed and didn't say anything. All night he thought about this woman and how delicious her milk was. The next day, Soma approached Ramesh and asked if he wanted to help her again. The old man's eyes shone, and he replied approvingly. Salim was standing next to him at that moment. He had heard this conversation between them. "Why did the woman turn to you for help and not to me?" asked Salim. "Ramesh, you are my brother, please explain to me.". I'll tell you about it later. During the day, they were in the room watching TV. Salim fell asleep. Ramesh quietly left the room. Soma was in the next room, waiting for Ramesh. She took off her robe and bra. When Ramesh entered her room, he saw that she was sitting on the bed with her big breasts hanging over her stomach. Ramesh saw how full they were. How her big nipples stuck out, with white drops of milk hanging from them. He felt hungry. Licking his lips, he approached the woman. Soma looked at his face and smiled. "I never thought that I would breastfeed such a grandfather." - The woman said, caressing her large breasts. Madam, you give me the opportunity to get full and improve my health. Your milk is wonderful and tasty. Ramesh came to her and sat on the floor. His head was near the nipple. Soma took the breast and lifted it. The old man bent down and took the nipple in his mouth. He greedily began to suck her breast, trying to capture as much of the nipple as possible. The old man's toothless mouth and chin became wet with milk. She saw that her breasts were sagging and her nipples were sticking out in different directions. Ramesh knelt down and continued to suck her milk greedily. She was tired of holding her massive breasts and asked the old man to do it. Ramesh began to gently knead the woman's breast, he took her nipple very deeply. Soma closed his eyes in pleasure. She stroked his head with her hands and pressed it to her breast. She liked the feeling of bliss when she fed this old man. She started speaking kind words to him softly. Suck my milk, my big breasts are full of milk. Mama will take care of you. My hungry old man must be strong and healthy. Soma watched as his mouth sucked the nipple greedily. The old man's toothless mouth was like a baby's mouth, only bigger. After 10 minutes, Soma told Ramesh to move on to the other breast, as it was also full. You won't be able to empty them all anyway, let both my breasts feel relieved .
When the old man finished sucking her milk, he kissed her breast and said thank you, madam. I can't drink all your milk. How are you coping? The woman told him how she donated her milk to the shelter. The old man was surprised by the woman's kindness. Soma told Ramesh that after feeding, she should always express the excess milk and pour it into the sink. She wanted Ramesh to be able to suck it all out. Then the old man told her that he was old and weak, but with madame's milk he would be able to improve his health. My brother Salim is not feeling well either, and he needs help too. Soma looked at Ramesh and said. Do you want me to let him suck my milk? I wanted to keep it a secret. It's just our secret!
Part 2
After talking to Ramesh, Soma couldn't get his words out of her head that Salim needed her milk too. She knew about Salim's condition, and it was really severe. Ramesh's words were true, she was indeed pumping out excess milk. Soma noticed how her milk affected Ramesh's well-being. He became more active. Why wouldn't she really help Salim? She called Ramesh and said she agreed to his request. The old man thanked her, telling her about her golden heart.
She felt very sorry for these poor toothless old men, because only she could help them. At that time, Ramesh, as promised, told his brother Salim about the hostess and their relationship. Salim confessed that he had been secretly watching the hostess. He saw her big breasts. One day, he noticed a white spot on her breast and now realized that it was her milk. Salim's eyes lit up when Ramesh told the details of their meetings, how much milk was in her big breasts, and how delicious it was. He said that he asked Madame to give Salim her milk. Salim's mouth watered at the thought of milk and big breasts. Soma and Ramesh agreed to meet at the appointed time. Soma took a shower and put on her beautiful robe. Her breasts were already full of milk and needed attention. Her nipples swelled and became large. She pressed her hands to her chest and looked at her watch. The time has come. A knock on the door brought her to her senses. She went over and opened it. Ramesh and Salim were standing in the doorway. Her face turned red. Ramesh, why did you bring your brother? Soma asked indignantly. Mistress, you promised to help him. Yes, but not now, Soma said. Mistress, we're hungry, let us in. Soma let them in. The old men stared at her big breasts, they saw that her nipples were sticking out from under the robe. Soma sat on the bed, not knowing what to do. Looking at the faces of the old men, and how they looked at her with the eyes of a hungry child, she unbuttoned her robe and took out both her full breasts. White drops of milk appeared on her nipples. Soma couldn't wait any longer, she needed to empty her chest. She stood up, her breasts swaying heavily. You two will do it together," Soma said. The woman lay down on a large bed in the middle with her back to the wall. Pillows were placed around her for convenience. Her breasts almost reached her knees. Ramesh, go to the right, and Salim to the left, put your heads on my lap," Soma said. The old men obeyed and put their heads on her lap. The smell of sweet milk wafted through the room. Madame's nipples were almost at the mouth of every old man. They could see milk oozing out of each nipple. Soma stroked her breasts and gently massaged them. Salim, do you know how to do this? Soma asked. Salim shook his head and said no. When you take the nipple in your mouth, try to pull it deeper. Then start moving your jaws and pressing on your cheeks," advises Soma. If that doesn't work, then watch how Ramesh does it.
Soma took her right breast and told Ramesh to open his mouth. She pushed her nipple deeper and Ramesh sucked on it. He tried to take his chest in his hands, but Soma wouldn't let him. She continued to hold her right breast, pointing it into Ramesh's mouth, slowly massaging it. With her left hand, she lifted her other breast and told Salim to open his mouth. After she put her nipple in Salim's mouth, she leaned forward a little so that her big breasts were in front of their faces. Ramesh and Salim began to receive milk, greedily sucking in Soma's nipples with their mouths. The old men lay quietly with their eyes closed and sucked milk. Sometimes Salim would open his eyes and look at Ramesh, trying to imitate his actions. Soma's hands supported her breasts, guiding them into each older man's mouth. Sometimes she adjusted her breasts and gently kneaded them to increase the secretion of milk. She closed her eyes and felt great pleasure and relief. The room was filled with the sounds of the old men slurping. She opened her eyes and watched with care and tenderness as the old men sucked her breasts. How their mouths and throats work, swallowing a new portion of milk. Salim kept up with Ramesh in sucking speed. Their beards and stubble rubbed against her delicate skin, reminding her that they were no longer children.
The old people had the opportunity to fill their stomachs with Madame's milk every day.
Soma had not felt such relief in her breasts for a long time. They sucked milk four times a day, sometimes one at a time, sometimes both at once. Ramesh was more calm, but Salim tormented the woman's breasts like a naughty child, biting Soma's nipples with his mouth, sometimes causing her discomfort.
"Salim, be gentle with me," Madame said, "otherwise you won't have any more milk."
The woman saw the old men gaining strength by feeding on her milk. From constant sucking, her nipples became longer and more sensitive, and her breasts began to fill with milk more often.
For a week, Ramesh and Salim looked at Madame's breasts and licked their lips, waiting for this moment. One day, she said that they needed to leave because her relatives were coming to visit her. She didn't want them not to be seen together. They were very upset at the time. "Madam, we will miss you and your kindness very much," the beggars said. When they left, Soma felt sad and lonely. The relatives arrived the next day. The week I spent with my family dragged on endlessly. Soma could not find peace. She suffered because of her full breasts, emptying them four times a day and once at night. No one noticed it. She hid it well. Every time she remembers the two old men and how they helped her. Soma thought about them, and milk flowed from her nipples. Where and how do these two old men live?
When everyone was gone, Soma breathed a sigh of relief. She sat down on the bed and took off her robe. Her big breasts were hanging down, and she started massaging them.
Pulling on the nipple, she sprayed milk on the floor in large streams. How she missed those greedy mouths on her breasts. The woman imagined the wrinkled hands of old men holding her breasts, and their toothless mouths tormenting her nipples, sucking milk to the last drop.
This thought made Soma not notice how her hole began to flow with juices. After a few seconds, she came violently.
It was unexpected for her because she had never felt anything like this while feeding. Soma experienced an orgasm, imagining a picture of old men sucking her big breasts.
The next day, there was a knock on her door. The woman opened the door. A man about 45 years old stood on the threshold. "Madam, I'm sorry to bother you," he said. "I'm here on an important matter. My name is Takun." Soma looked at him and said: "But I don't know you!" "We have mutual friends," the man said. They were Ramesh and Salim. The woman invited him into the house. She was agitated and had a lot of questions in her head. It seemed like the two of them had told everyone about their relationship with her. What people would think of her. After all, she asked the old people to keep it a secret.
"Is something wrong with Ramesh and Salim?" asked Soma. "No, no, they're fine," the man said.
What brings you here?
Madam, I happened to overhear these two old beggars talking when I asked them to clean up the trash in my house.
They were talking so loudly about some woman and how kind she was. How she helped them get back on their feet with her milk. They often talked about how they sucked Madame's nipples and drank her milk.
These beggars didn't know I could hear them. She blushed at the man's words. Madam, I have an old father, he is 80 years old, he is sick and very weak. I really want to help him. If you can help these old beggars, you can help me too. You really have a heart of gold. Please don't refuse me. I can pay you well for this.
"How did you get here?" Soma asked. "I gave these old men money so that they would show me the way to you, and also so that they would not open their mouths anymore. Do you really think that I would agree to this? You have the nerve to anger me," Soma said. "I'm not a street prostitute.
Madam, I don't think so. I just need your help, no one will know. Please help my father, he hasn't eaten anything for several days. He could die. The man was almost crying with grief. Why didn't you find someone else to do it? Many women give their milk away for free. I know the man said that. The fact is that my father needs fresh milk directly from the source. Not everyone will agree to this. And you, madam, are ready to do it! Ramesh and Salim are proof of that.
After these words, the man looked into Soma's eyes. The woman was at a loss what to do. She said she would think about it and asked the man to leave. He left her his address just in case. All day long, she cursed the two beggars for their long tongues. Her breasts swelled up again, and milk flowed from her nipples. Soma realized that the man's suggestion might make sense. She really needed money and a solution to the problem of excess milk in her breast. When she looked at her heavy breasts full of milk, she decided to help this man. Well, at least try.
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Part 1
It's been two years since her baby died during childbirth. The grief of loss did not leave her. The husband was completely absorbed in his work and did not pay attention to it. Soma was left alone. She wanted to help people and be needed. Since lactation did not stop after pregnancy, her breasts continued to secrete milk. The woman decided to drain him and give him to shelters. One day, walking down the street to her house, she saw two beggars. When she approached them to toss a coin, she realized that they were two old men. They were sitting in rags and were dirty. Her heart sank at the sight, and she decided to help them. Soma invited the old men to come with her. Perhaps they wanted to eat and wash, Soma thought. When these two poor old men entered the house, she immediately noticed their terrible condition. They were very thin and weak. Both old men had almost no teeth. She put on a bathrobe and set the table to feed the guests.
The woman told them to wash their faces before serving the food. But because of their abilities, they did it very slowly and clumsily. When they sat down at the table, she asked what their names were. Ramesh and Salim, they replied. The beggars only drank tea and ate a piece of cheese. They began to study their savior. The woman's name was Soma, she was 28 years old. She had a good figure, especially her large breasts. Her beautiful face and long black hair seemed incredible and charming to them.
Soma saw in these old men the weakness and helplessness of a lifetime. After giving them tea, she felt tired and invited them to relax on the big bed in the guest room. When the old men fell asleep, Soma went to the bed and watched how the faces of these old men were distorted by old age and eternal trials. One of them had an almost bald head and a small gray beard. The other had gray hair and gray stubble on his face, which he had not shaved for a long time. They were about 70 years old. They had only one thing in common-they were short and very thin. Their sunken cheeks due to the lack of teeth made the picture even sadder.
At that moment, Soma felt a slight tingling sensation in her breasts and nipples, indicating that she was filled to the brim with milk. She cupped her breasts in her hands, feeling how big and heavy they had become.
Soma went to the kitchen sink to drain the excess milk. She lifted the hem of her robe and exposed her breasts on the right side, then leaned forward. She grabbed it from below with one hand and brought it to the sink. With her other hand, she began massaging the nipple. Pulling on the nipple, she heard the first powerful jet of milk splash out and fall to the bottom of the sink. Closing her eyes in pleasure and relief, she sank into a state of serenity. During this process, she didn't notice anything around her. But after a while, she felt that she wasn't alone in this place.
Opening her eyes, she turned her head towards the door and, a little scared, almost screamed. One of the old men was standing near the door, who did not immediately understand what was happening. He didn't want to scare Soma and wanted to apologize for that. But after a while, he suddenly understood the essence of what was happening, but did not show it. The woman, being in a stupor, did not have time to hide everything that was happening. I just wanted some water. Soma quickly straightened her robe and took the cup. She poured water and handed the glass to the old man with a trembling hand. She hadn't fully recovered from her fright yet. "You're a wonderful woman," the old man told her. If we can help you in any way, just let us know. The old man handed her a cup, turned around and walked back.
The next morning, Soma made breakfast, and everyone sat down at the table. The old man she had met the night before was staring at her intently. He paid special attention to her breasts. Soma was wearing her old nursing bra that day. It was soft and supported her breasts well. She was tired of her breasts and nipples constantly sagging under the weight of milk and rubbing against the fabric of her clothes.
Several times during the day, she went to the bathroom to drain excess milk from her breast. Soma did not like pumping milk manually and always suffered from this process, she always wanted a small child's mouth to do it, at some point she caught herself thinking about this old beggar who looked so greedily at her breasts. After all, he also had no teeth, like a child, she really needed the help of such a mouth. She imagined how this old man could help her with her problem, how his toothless mouth would drink her milk. After leaving the bathroom, she went to the room where her guests were. The old men were sleeping on the bed. She walked over to the one who had been paying attention to her all day and sat down on the edge of the bed. It was already evening, and there was almost no light in the room. Soma looked at him and stroked his head and face. The old man opened his eyes and asked the hostess what happened. The woman smiled and said. Do you remember how my grandfather promised to help me? Yes, madam, I remember. What do you want? I saw the way you looked at me, especially at my big breasts. I know that you saw me in the kitchen last night and realized what happened there. I have a problem, and I want you to help me solve it. Come with me to the other room. The old man got up and followed the woman. There was also a large bed in the other room. Soma closed the door and approached the poor old man. Your name is Ramesh, and your friend's name is Salim. "That's right," said the old man.
The woman patted his cheek, "I need your help, Ramesh." I know you're looking at my breasts with the greed of a hungry child!
The old man felt the tenderness of her hand and the warmth of her words. Madam, I've seen how your breasts are filling with milk, and how you're trying to get rid of it. Ramesh, you've heard that breast milk is very good for babies, it makes them healthy and satisfies their hunger, but I don't have a baby. And I'm asking you to be in his place. Your toothless mouth looks a lot like a child's mouth. Could you help me? I don't know if I can help, madam, but I'll do my best. I haven't eaten solid food for a long time because I don't have teeth. I am very hungry and I want to taste your milk, if you will let me drink it directly from your breast, we will solve several problems at once. You're going to pour it down the sink anyway. Don't let the old beggar starve to death. She was shocked by his directness. "Okay," Soma said, "I really need someone's help." But how are we going to do that, Ramesh? The old man looked at the bed. The woman kissed the old man on the forehead and said. Tonight you will be my baby, and I will feed you as much as you want. Soma took off her robe, walked over to the bed and sat at the head of it, leaning on the pillows. "Put your head on my lap." The old man lay down on her lap. In front of him were two large, swollen breasts, partially hidden by a nursing bra. The air was filled with the faint scent of her perfume and milk. Soma stroked the old man's head and cheeks, anticipating the exciting moment. The old man was overjoyed. He saw her nipples peeking out from under the fabric of her bra. I do not know how to do this, madam," Rasim said. Don't worry, I'll help you, relax and listen to me. Soma said. She felt like her chest was about to burst. She undid her bra on the right side, and her massive breasts spilled out, landing on the old man's shoulder. Ramesh saw how big she was. Drops of milk appeared on her nipples. With one hand, she lifted the breast from below, and with the other brought the old man's head closer to the nipple. He licked his lips. Stroking his head, she told him to open his mouth and gently inserted the nipple. "Suck and drink my milk," the woman said softly. The old man moved his lips awkwardly. There was almost no milk. Then Soma said, "Ramesh, please try to suck harder, take it deeper into your mouth." You're not as hungry as you say you are. The old man wanted to take her big breasts in his hands to squeeze out more milk. But Soma wouldn't let him do it. She pulled his hands away and continued to support her breast with her palm, squeezing and guiding it into her mouth. The old man began to move his mouth more diligently and suddenly felt a portion of warm milk get down his throat. He almost choked on it and swallowed it with the greed of a hungry child. Soma felt the milk flow abundantly into his mouth. She looked at the old man and saw his throat constrict as he took another sip of fresh milk. Stroking him, the woman looked at the old beggar, at his wrinkles and sunken toothless mouth. His gray stubble rubbed against the tender flesh of her massive breasts. The old man really liked the taste of her milk, it was creamy and sweet. He felt his stomach filling with this nectar. Soma continued to hold her large breasts with one hand, and with the other she adjusted her nipple from time to time so that the massive part of her breast did not cover his nose area so that he could breathe. The old man closed his eyes, he felt tenderness and peace like a child from the attention of his mistress. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the relief and warm feeling of motherhood. Silence fell in the room, and only the sucking sounds of the old man could be heard in the air. After a while, she felt the old man's grip loosen. What happened? “What is it?" she asked. Madam, I really want to help you, your milk is the most delicious thing I've ever tasted, but now I'm tired. Then the woman said that there was more. Because the second breast is still full of milk. Soma changed her position and took the other breast. Ramesh, please try again.
Have another drink, I'll feel better. The old man looked at her big breasts and said, "Madam, I'm doing my best, but you have so much milk that I can't handle it alone." Let me take your breasts in my hands, it will be more convenient for me. He lay down on her lap and cupped her big breasts in his hands. Gently massaging them, the old man began to suck the milk out of them. Soma smiled at how greedy and hungry this big kid was. His wrinkled hands and slender fingers gently touched her large breasts. This time, she felt that the milk stood out better when the old man massaged them with his hands. When she realized that the old man's strength had run out, she took the nipple out of his mouth and said, "Ramesh, you've helped a lot, but that's enough for today." The old man stepped aside and looked at the woman. "Madam, you are the kindest and most gentle woman, and I am very grateful to you for everything you do for me. It's been so long since I've felt so full. From now on, your milk is my life.". The woman looked at the old man and said: "I think I'm going to need your help, and it gives me great pleasure." The woman got out of bed, her big breasts swayed, drops of milk glistened on her nipples. She picked them up, feeling their weight and fullness. "It's a pity, Ramesh, that there's still quite a lot of milk in them, but you tried to bear my suffering. I have nothing to worry about until morning. Go to your room and get some sleep. I need to rest too." When Ramesh entered the room, Salim was awake. "Where have you been?" he asked. Ramesh lay down on the bed and didn't say anything. All night he thought about this woman and how delicious her milk was. The next day, Soma approached Ramesh and asked if he wanted to help her again. The old man's eyes shone, and he replied approvingly. Salim was standing next to him at that moment. He had heard this conversation between them. "Why did the woman turn to you for help and not to me?" asked Salim. "Ramesh, you are my brother, please explain to me.". I'll tell you about it later. During the day, they were in the room watching TV. Salim fell asleep. Ramesh quietly left the room. Soma was in the next room, waiting for Ramesh. She took off her robe and bra. When Ramesh entered her room, he saw that she was sitting on the bed with her big breasts hanging over her stomach. Ramesh saw how full they were. How her big nipples stuck out, with white drops of milk hanging from them. He felt hungry. Licking his lips, he approached the woman. Soma looked at his face and smiled. "I never thought that I would breastfeed such a grandfather." - The woman said, caressing her large breasts. Madam, you give me the opportunity to get full and improve my health. Your milk is wonderful and tasty. Ramesh came to her and sat on the floor. His head was near the nipple. Soma took the breast and lifted it. The old man bent down and took the nipple in his mouth. He greedily began to suck her breast, trying to capture as much of the nipple as possible. The old man's toothless mouth and chin became wet with milk. She saw that her breasts were sagging and her nipples were sticking out in different directions. Ramesh knelt down and continued to suck her milk greedily. She was tired of holding her massive breasts and asked the old man to do it. Ramesh began to gently knead the woman's breast, he took her nipple very deeply. Soma closed his eyes in pleasure. She stroked his head with her hands and pressed it to her breast. She liked the feeling of bliss when she fed this old man. She started speaking kind words to him softly. Suck my milk, my big breasts are full of milk. Mama will take care of you. My hungry old man must be strong and healthy. Soma watched as his mouth sucked the nipple greedily. The old man's toothless mouth was like a baby's mouth, only bigger. After 10 minutes, Soma told Ramesh to move on to the other breast, as it was also full. You won't be able to empty them all anyway, let both my breasts feel relieved .
When the old man finished sucking her milk, he kissed her breast and said thank you, madam. I can't drink all your milk. How are you coping? The woman told him how she donated her milk to the shelter. The old man was surprised by the woman's kindness. Soma told Ramesh that after feeding, she should always express the excess milk and pour it into the sink. She wanted Ramesh to be able to suck it all out. Then the old man told her that he was old and weak, but with madame's milk he would be able to improve his health. My brother Salim is not feeling well either, and he needs help too. Soma looked at Ramesh and said. Do you want me to let him suck my milk? I wanted to keep it a secret. It's just our secret!
Part 2
After talking to Ramesh, Soma couldn't get his words out of her head that Salim needed her milk too. She knew about Salim's condition, and it was really severe. Ramesh's words were true, she was indeed pumping out excess milk. Soma noticed how her milk affected Ramesh's well-being. He became more active. Why wouldn't she really help Salim? She called Ramesh and said she agreed to his request. The old man thanked her, telling her about her golden heart.
She felt very sorry for these poor toothless old men, because only she could help them. At that time, Ramesh, as promised, told his brother Salim about the hostess and their relationship. Salim confessed that he had been secretly watching the hostess. He saw her big breasts. One day, he noticed a white spot on her breast and now realized that it was her milk. Salim's eyes lit up when Ramesh told the details of their meetings, how much milk was in her big breasts, and how delicious it was. He said that he asked Madame to give Salim her milk. Salim's mouth watered at the thought of milk and big breasts. Soma and Ramesh agreed to meet at the appointed time. Soma took a shower and put on her beautiful robe. Her breasts were already full of milk and needed attention. Her nipples swelled and became large. She pressed her hands to her chest and looked at her watch. The time has come. A knock on the door brought her to her senses. She went over and opened it. Ramesh and Salim were standing in the doorway. Her face turned red. Ramesh, why did you bring your brother? Soma asked indignantly. Mistress, you promised to help him. Yes, but not now, Soma said. Mistress, we're hungry, let us in. Soma let them in. The old men stared at her big breasts, they saw that her nipples were sticking out from under the robe. Soma sat on the bed, not knowing what to do. Looking at the faces of the old men, and how they looked at her with the eyes of a hungry child, she unbuttoned her robe and took out both her full breasts. White drops of milk appeared on her nipples. Soma couldn't wait any longer, she needed to empty her chest. She stood up, her breasts swaying heavily. You two will do it together," Soma said. The woman lay down on a large bed in the middle with her back to the wall. Pillows were placed around her for convenience. Her breasts almost reached her knees. Ramesh, go to the right, and Salim to the left, put your heads on my lap," Soma said. The old men obeyed and put their heads on her lap. The smell of sweet milk wafted through the room. Madame's nipples were almost at the mouth of every old man. They could see milk oozing out of each nipple. Soma stroked her breasts and gently massaged them. Salim, do you know how to do this? Soma asked. Salim shook his head and said no. When you take the nipple in your mouth, try to pull it deeper. Then start moving your jaws and pressing on your cheeks," advises Soma. If that doesn't work, then watch how Ramesh does it.
Soma took her right breast and told Ramesh to open his mouth. She pushed her nipple deeper and Ramesh sucked on it. He tried to take his chest in his hands, but Soma wouldn't let him. She continued to hold her right breast, pointing it into Ramesh's mouth, slowly massaging it. With her left hand, she lifted her other breast and told Salim to open his mouth. After she put her nipple in Salim's mouth, she leaned forward a little so that her big breasts were in front of their faces. Ramesh and Salim began to receive milk, greedily sucking in Soma's nipples with their mouths. The old men lay quietly with their eyes closed and sucked milk. Sometimes Salim would open his eyes and look at Ramesh, trying to imitate his actions. Soma's hands supported her breasts, guiding them into each older man's mouth. Sometimes she adjusted her breasts and gently kneaded them to increase the secretion of milk. She closed her eyes and felt great pleasure and relief. The room was filled with the sounds of the old men slurping. She opened her eyes and watched with care and tenderness as the old men sucked her breasts. How their mouths and throats work, swallowing a new portion of milk. Salim kept up with Ramesh in sucking speed. Their beards and stubble rubbed against her delicate skin, reminding her that they were no longer children.
The old people had the opportunity to fill their stomachs with Madame's milk every day.
Soma had not felt such relief in her breasts for a long time. They sucked milk four times a day, sometimes one at a time, sometimes both at once. Ramesh was more calm, but Salim tormented the woman's breasts like a naughty child, biting Soma's nipples with his mouth, sometimes causing her discomfort.
"Salim, be gentle with me," Madame said, "otherwise you won't have any more milk."
The woman saw the old men gaining strength by feeding on her milk. From constant sucking, her nipples became longer and more sensitive, and her breasts began to fill with milk more often.
For a week, Ramesh and Salim looked at Madame's breasts and licked their lips, waiting for this moment. One day, she said that they needed to leave because her relatives were coming to visit her. She didn't want them not to be seen together. They were very upset at the time. "Madam, we will miss you and your kindness very much," the beggars said. When they left, Soma felt sad and lonely. The relatives arrived the next day. The week I spent with my family dragged on endlessly. Soma could not find peace. She suffered because of her full breasts, emptying them four times a day and once at night. No one noticed it. She hid it well. Every time she remembers the two old men and how they helped her. Soma thought about them, and milk flowed from her nipples. Where and how do these two old men live?
When everyone was gone, Soma breathed a sigh of relief. She sat down on the bed and took off her robe. Her big breasts were hanging down, and she started massaging them.
Pulling on the nipple, she sprayed milk on the floor in large streams. How she missed those greedy mouths on her breasts. The woman imagined the wrinkled hands of old men holding her breasts, and their toothless mouths tormenting her nipples, sucking milk to the last drop.
This thought made Soma not notice how her hole began to flow with juices. After a few seconds, she came violently.
It was unexpected for her because she had never felt anything like this while feeding. Soma experienced an orgasm, imagining a picture of old men sucking her big breasts.
The next day, there was a knock on her door. The woman opened the door. A man about 45 years old stood on the threshold. "Madam, I'm sorry to bother you," he said. "I'm here on an important matter. My name is Takun." Soma looked at him and said: "But I don't know you!" "We have mutual friends," the man said. They were Ramesh and Salim. The woman invited him into the house. She was agitated and had a lot of questions in her head. It seemed like the two of them had told everyone about their relationship with her. What people would think of her. After all, she asked the old people to keep it a secret.
"Is something wrong with Ramesh and Salim?" asked Soma. "No, no, they're fine," the man said.
What brings you here?
Madam, I happened to overhear these two old beggars talking when I asked them to clean up the trash in my house.
They were talking so loudly about some woman and how kind she was. How she helped them get back on their feet with her milk. They often talked about how they sucked Madame's nipples and drank her milk.
These beggars didn't know I could hear them. She blushed at the man's words. Madam, I have an old father, he is 80 years old, he is sick and very weak. I really want to help him. If you can help these old beggars, you can help me too. You really have a heart of gold. Please don't refuse me. I can pay you well for this.
"How did you get here?" Soma asked. "I gave these old men money so that they would show me the way to you, and also so that they would not open their mouths anymore. Do you really think that I would agree to this? You have the nerve to anger me," Soma said. "I'm not a street prostitute.
Madam, I don't think so. I just need your help, no one will know. Please help my father, he hasn't eaten anything for several days. He could die. The man was almost crying with grief. Why didn't you find someone else to do it? Many women give their milk away for free. I know the man said that. The fact is that my father needs fresh milk directly from the source. Not everyone will agree to this. And you, madam, are ready to do it! Ramesh and Salim are proof of that.
After these words, the man looked into Soma's eyes. The woman was at a loss what to do. She said she would think about it and asked the man to leave. He left her his address just in case. All day long, she cursed the two beggars for their long tongues. Her breasts swelled up again, and milk flowed from her nipples. Soma realized that the man's suggestion might make sense. She really needed money and a solution to the problem of excess milk in her breast. When she looked at her heavy breasts full of milk, she decided to help this man. Well, at least try.
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