Me - Sunny, My Lactating Aunt and My Bisexual Mother - Read at your own Risk !

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Auntie's Touch

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Scene 36

Mansi: "And what do we do with fruit, Sunny?"

Mansi Aunty asked, her voice low and playful, referencing the description of her body as a "perfectly ripe fruit." She was pushing me to define the next, most satisfying step of the interaction.

Sunny: "We put it in our mouth ?"

I replied instantly, the answer simple and true. I looked up at her, my eyes holding hers, making the connection between the metaphor and the physical reality.

Jayashree: "That is the right answer, Sunny. You must taste the difference to know the full comfort."

Jayashree Aunty affirmed, giving the ultimate permission. She gently guided my head toward her breast first.

Jayashree: "You start with mine, Sunny. Mine is the first comfort you knew here. You take a long, deep drink, and tell Auntie what the soft comfort tastes like today."

I latched onto Jayashree Aunty's breast, drawing a long, firm suckle. The taste was familiar, warm, and sweet milk, the taste of initial safety.

Jayashree Aunty sighed, her eyes closing in deep satisfaction. Mansi Aunty waited patiently.

After a few long pulls, Jayashree Aunty gently guided my head to Mansi Aunty's breast.

Mansi: "Now, you taste the fullness, Sunny. You taste the density of the fruit. This comfort is rich and deep. Tell Auntie which comfort is stronger today."

I moved my mouth to Mansi Aunty's breast. The sensation was immediate and distinct: her milk was richer, heavier, and poured forth with an aggressive abundance.

Sunny: "Yours is bigger and warmer, Mansi Aunty. It feels like a lot of energy."
I confessed, drawing a deep, demanding suckle.

Mansi Aunty let out a low, victorious moan, her arms tightening around me.

Mansi: "Yes! Auntie Mansi has endless energy for you! You take it all, my clever boy! You take the reward for noticing the truth!"