Breastfeeding 1-2

[Kostic]

This is my first story about breastfeeding.

[Kostic]

[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.

[Prince Babul]

Such a nice topic.. go on please

[dragonslair]

Continue this story

[Cats Eye]

Wonderful story, please continue...

[Basic]

Please continue and please old beggars only. This story is ultra legend.

[Givemeextra]

Next Parts, pls update

[Kostic]

A few days later, she decided to help the man and his father. She went to the address that Takkun had given her. As Soma walked down the street, all the men were admiring her, looking at her large breasts that were trying to escape from under her tight bra. The woman felt their hungry gazes on her. When she arrived at the address, she saw a beautiful two-story building surrounded by a high fence, through which the tops of the trees were visible. After tidying up her clothes and hair, Soma rang the doorbell several times, but no one answered. A few minutes later, the door clicked and a boy stuck his head out, asking what she wanted. She smiled and said, "I'm here to see Mr. Takkun." The boy opened the door for her, and she followed him through the garden to the front door. The garden seemed huge and beautiful to her - it was obvious that this family was rich. Entering the house, Soma appreciated its size and rich decoration. There were carpets and paintings of different people everywhere. The woman was in the living room and a minute later Takun came out to greet her. "I am very glad, madam, that you have decided to help me," he said. "My father has not eaten for several days and does not look well. I asked you for help because he is a good man." Then they went to the kitchen to drink tea and discuss the terms and rewards. Soma liked the proposal and they made an agreement. According to the terms, the woman was to live in the house. She was to have her own room next to her old man's bedroom. Takun showed her the house and Soma liked it very much. He took her to her father's room where she was speechless at what she saw: an old man with thin arms and gray skin lying on a large bed, his face and body covered with wrinkles and age spots, his head covered with sparse gray hair and his eyes were sunken. The woman asked if the old man had teeth. Takun said no. He went up to the old man and took his hand. "Papa, I want you to meet the nanny." The old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. The woman saw how weak the old man was and thought how difficult it would be for her. Who is this boy, Soma asked? Takun said he was the son of a servant who was now in the hospital. His name was Rasim. You can ask him for help.

It was evening and Soma had to go to her grandfather's room to feed him milk. She put on her bra and robe. Her breasts and nipples were swollen. She replayed the scene in her head over and over again, wondering how the old man would drink her milk if he was so weak.
 Entering the room, dimly lit by a small lamp by the bed, she looked around. The old man was motionless. Soma walked up to him and stroked his head. He opened his eyes, and the woman asked how he was feeling. You must be hungry, the woman said. Your son asked me to take care of you. You need to eat well to feel better, but ordinary food is not suitable for this. The doctor advised Takun to give you milk, but not ordinary milk, but breast milk, since it is best suited for an old man's body. The old man looked at her in surprise and smiled maliciously. The milk must be fresh, so you will have to drink it straight from my breast. Now I will lie down next to you and we will try it. Soma began to unbutton her robe. As she did so, the old man saw her two large breasts in a tight bra. He stared at them with bulging eyes, unable to utter a word. Takun told her that his father had senile dementia and sometimes acted like a child. She pulled back the blanket and lay down next to the old man, touching his head with her breasts. Then she unhooked her bra and pulled out her breast. Milk spurted from her nipple and splashed on the old man's face and neck. Soma wiped it off with her palm and took the nipple in her fingers. Open your mouth, Grandpa, I'll give you my nipple. She pulled the old man closer to her breasts and began to express milk directly into his mouth. The old man licked his lips, trying to get to the nipple.
       He could not grab her nipple and only made sucking sounds. Her entire breast was covered in his saliva. "Please take my nipple deeper into your mouth and suck harder," she begged. The old man opened his mouth and she shoved her nipple in with such force that he almost choked. After a while, he figured out how to drink milk with his mouth, using his tongue and cheeks. He took the first sip, then the second, and Soma watched the movement of his throat as she gently pressed the flesh of her breast to help the milk flow better. She began to gently stroke his head and face, whispering words of encouragement. "My little old man, let me take care of you and help you get back on your feet. Please drink my milk, it will make you strong and healthy. I have plenty of it." The old man closed his eyes and sucked rhythmically on the nipple, absorbing the woman's milk. But he soon released her nipple from his mouth due to fatigue. "That's enough for today," Soma thought. It was hard at first, but we found a way to communicate.
The next morning, Takun met Soma and asked about his first meeting with his father. The woman said that everything was fine. The old man had received enough care and had drunk milk to feel full. Takun looked at Soma with a smile and thanked her. "She noticed his smile and felt special because it had been so long since any man had paid so much attention to her. Soma went for a walk in the garden near the house, where she saw a boy watering flowers and approached him: "What is your name?" The boy replied: "My name is Rasim."

Is there anything I can do for you, madam? Rasim asked. I will call you if I need you, Soma said. When she entered the old man’s room, she saw that he was lying in bed. She went up to him and asked, “Is Grandpa ready to eat?” The old man opened his toothless mouth and stared at her breasts. Soma sat down next to him on the bed, opened her robe and showed him her breasts. Look how big they are and how full of delicious milk they are, and how badly you suck them. Then she lay down next to him and stroked his cheek. The woman lifted her breasts and took one of the nipples into her mouth. Grandpa, suck them longer, you need to eat well. With these words, she stuck her nipple into his mouth. She felt the old man begin to suck her greedily. “You suck better today, and I can feel your mouth working.” Take the nipple firmly, suck it well and swallow it whole. There was a lot of milk and before he could swallow it, it flowed down the corner of his grandfather's mouth and down his chin. Soma continued to stroke him while he sucked her breast. After twenty minutes, she switched to the other side. Holding her breast and feeling her arms getting tired, she thought, "Next time I'll let you hold them." The old man squinted, trying to work his mouth and swallow as much milk as possible. From time to time, he glanced at the woman, making a loud smacking sound. Rasim quietly opened the door to the room, it was light enough for him to see an amazing scene of an old man sucking the breast of a beautiful woman. Her breasts were large and sagging. A stream of milk flowed down his chin, and the woman gently stroked his head, closing her eyes and enjoying the feeding. Soma heard nothing but her grandfather sucking and felt her breasts gradually emptying. Of course, she didn't even notice Rasim's presence at that moment. Suddenly, someone touched his shoulder, the boy flinched, it was Master Takun. Soma heard the noise and looked towards the door, where Rasim was standing with a frightened expression. The boy quickly closed the door. Takun asked the boy what he was doing there, but Rasim was too shocked to speak. Soma left the room, adjusting her robe. "Where are the towels?" she asked, turning to Rasim. The boy didn't know what to say, so Soma told him to go and find them. The woman smiled when she saw Takun. "Everything is fine, and there is no need to worry about father," the woman said. The man thanked her and left. When she returned to the room, she found the old man asleep. She realized that Rasim was spying on her and remembered his frightened face in the doorway.

     It was evening. Soma was in her room. She was lying on her bed, gently massaging her breasts, which were beginning to fill with milk. Her nipples were begging for attention. The woman decided to have some tea, so she got up and went to the kitchen. Soma met Rasim in the hallway. "I saved you from your master's wrath today," she said. Rasim replied, "Thank you." "What were you doing there?" Soma narrowed her eyes and asked, "Were you secretly following me?" I wanted to see what you were doing in Grandpa's room. The boy said.
 "Madam, you are just as beautiful and kind as my mother was," said Rasim, looking at Soma. The woman stroked his hair, and suddenly Rasim, crying, pressed himself against her, she hugged him. "I want you to be my mother," the boy said through tears.
"I can't be your mother because you already have a mother," she replied. Rasim told her that his mother had died when he was 6 years old, and Soma felt sad because she knew what it was like to lose someone you loved.
Rasim laid his head on Soma's chest and she hugged him with motherly tenderness. The boy felt her softness and warmth and the smell of milk hit his nose. Soma could feel his breath through the fabric of her robe. Rasim pressed his nose to her nipple, feeling how big and hard it was and his nose immediately became wet with milk. "Baby, you shouldn't do this, it hurts," Soma said, surprising the boy who replied, "Madam, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." Rasim looked into Soma's eyes and asked, "Why are you here, why are you visiting grandpa?" Soma didn't know what to say to the boy and said that she was just taking care of the old man. She was taking care of his health. The boy's eyes were fixed on the woman's large breasts. He saw that her nipples were sticking out and there were wet spots on the robe around them. He then looked at her breasts.
What are you looking at, Rasim? “What is this?” she asked. The boy replied, “They are big and smell like milk.” I saw my grandfather touching them with his lips. Soma looked at him and said, “You don’t have to spy on me anymore. I will tell your master everything and he will punish you.” Very well, madam, I won’t do this anymore. “Sorry.” The woman patted his head. Go to sleep, Rasim. I need to rest. Returning to the room, Soma went to the bathroom to drain the excess milk. Within a week, the old man began to recover, his arms became strong again and his complexion improved. Although he tried to speak, his mind was far from his body. Soma fed my grandfather four times a day, her milk being his only source of nutrition. There was a lot of milk and the old man could not cope with it all. Soma felt the boy’s constant attention to her. One evening she met him and asked, “Rasim, is there anything you want to tell me?” The boy replied, "Madam, I want to help you take care of your grandfather. May I watch you do it?" "That's impossible," the woman said. Back in her room, Soma fell asleep and had a strange dream. In her dream, she found herself lying on the old man's bed, with Rasim next to her. Instead of her grandfather, he was there, his hands gently caressing her breast. The boy sucked the nipple with his mouth and nibbled it with his teeth from time to time. She looked at him with motherly love and tenderness. The old man stood next to the bed and greedily looked at Soma's other breast, licking his lips. When she woke up, her breasts were full of milk, and she went to the bathroom to drain it.

The woman kept thinking that she really needed a second mouth. The old man could not suck out her milk completely. She thought about Ramesh and Salim. How did they manage to help her empty her breasts completely? For the next few days, Soma could not get the image of the boy sucking her breasts as if in a dream out of her mind. Could this be the solution to her problem? Soma thought. Meanwhile, Rasim did not even think of stopping watching madam. He was fascinated by her breasts and her tenderness. This had to be done in such a way that no one else could see it. A plan was born in the boy’s mind. For this, he needed to hide in the cupboard that was in the old man’s room. The boy had to do this before madam entered. After making sure that the old man was fast asleep, Rasim tiptoed into his room and climbed into the cupboard. He opened the door slightly so that the large bed on which the old man was lying could be seen. He knew when madam visited the old man. Having settled down, he began to wait, because no one would be able to find him here.  

A few minutes later, Soma entered the room. The boy tried not to breathe too fast. He saw Madam approach the old man and bend over him. The woman patted his hand to wake him up. "Grandpa, it's time to eat," she said quietly. He opened his eyes and looked at her. His hand cupped his chest, which was visible under his robe. He began to knead it. Soma pulled his hand away. "Take your time, everything will be yours," she said. Then she lay down on the bed, opened the hem of her robe and cupped her huge breasts with her hands. She pulled the old man towards her. Then Madam brought her nipple to the old man's lips. Rasim watched from the closet. He noticed Madam's impressive breasts and nipples. The old man greedily grabbed her nipples, loudly smacking his lips and drinking her milk with pleasure. She let the old man hold her breasts in his hands, then opened the other half of her robe, touched the other breast, lifted it and began to massage it. Rasim saw that milk was flowing from the other nipple. The boy was fascinated by everything that was happening; he almost fell out of his closet trying to see more. He really wanted to press himself against those big breasts again and feel motherly care. Soma did this, guessing that the boy was sitting in the closet and watching her. Lying next to the old man, who began to fall asleep after drinking her milk, Soma stroked her breasts, demonstratively showing them to the boy. The boy barely breathed and instinctively began to lick his lips. Something inside him reminded him of his not so idolatrous childhood. Perhaps the instinct of a child had awakened in him. After a few minutes, Soma got out of bed, straightened her robe and went to the closet. “Rasim,” she said, “I know you are here, you can come with me. Be careful, I will wait for you in my room. After a few minutes, he slipped out of the closet and left quietly. The boy approached the woman’s bedroom and knocked on the door. “Come in, Rasim,” said Soma. He entered and saw Madam standing by the bed in a robe. Soma looks at the boy and says, “Well, Rasim, did you see how I take care of my grandfather? Yes, Madam. I saw him drinking your milk. Why did you become his mother?” asked Rasim. He needed help, he could not eat normal food. His body was very weak. But my milk allowed him to eat and be strong,” said the woman. The boy looked at Madam’s breasts, which were bulging from under her robe. “Baby, you are looking at me with hungry eyes.” Do you also want my milk, baby? The boy’s face turned red with embarrassment. He looked down and said, “If Madam allows, he would very much like to taste her milk.” “Rasim, do you want me to be your mother?” — Soma asked. “Of course,” Rasim answered. “Then you will be my child.” With these words, the woman approached the boy. She opened her robe, revealing two large breasts. Rasim saw how they slowly moved. How large they were. Her dark nipples stood out in front of him. The boy saw how white drops of milk flowed from them.Is the baby hungry and wants his mother's milk? "What is it?" the woman asked. The boy nodded in response. Come closer, baby. Rasim walked up to Madam and, feeling the warmth of her body, pressed his mouth to her nipple. His lips were wet with milk and he licked them, tasting them. The boy's thoughts were in disarray, emotions overwhelmed him. Soma noticed Rasim's embarrassment. She began to stroke his hair and calm him down. In a gentle voice, the woman said to him, "Baby, don't worry, mommy will take care of you. Relax and drink my milk." Rasim opened his mouth and took the nipple. He awkwardly began to take it into his mouth, nipping it with his teeth from time to time. The woman winced in pain, but continued to press his head to her large breasts. "We need to lie down," the woman said. Rasim pulled away from the nipple and looked at her. He felt calm and connected to this woman. As if she had become his mother. Soma took off her robe and stood there in her panties. She sat on the bed, leaning back, and then laid the boy's head on her lap. Her breasts were right in front of his face, and her nipples were pressed against his lips. Rasim opened his mouth, and the woman pressed him so hard that she blocked the air flow into his throat. "Suck carefully, baby, don't bite your mother's nipple," she said. They both closed their eyes, and Soma stroked his hair with her other hand. The boy felt the tenderness and warmth of his mother emanating from her body as he tasted the milk. It was thick and sweet, like ice cream, and he liked it very much. He felt peaceful and surrounded by the care of his mistress. Sometimes he opened his eyes to look at her huge breasts, which he sucked. He imagined himself small in comparison to them. "You are a good boy," she told him. "Drink as much as you can and help your mother." The woman looked at his peaceful face. She saw him trying to work his mouth, sucking her nipple. Milk was running down his throat and Soma felt that her breast was empty. She gave him another breast and the whole process was repeated. When Rasim finished sucking, he felt tired and a little sore in his mouth, so he let go of her nipple and fell asleep. Soma lay down next to him and looked at the boy. A feeling of tenderness filled her heart.

Early in the morning, the boy woke up and opened his eyes. He saw Madame next to him. She was lying next to him, and her big breasts were exposed. The boy looked at her nipples, where pearl drops of milk glistened. Feeling a strong desire to touch them, he licked Madame's nipples. She continued to sleep soundly and did not notice his touch. Then Rasim wrapped his arms around her big breasts and took one nipple in his mouth. He started massaging it with his tongue, and milk flowed down his throat. Soma woke up, shocked by what she saw. She angrily pushed the boy away, saying that he should not touch her without her consent and that he would no longer receive her milk. Tears welled up in Rasim's eyes as he begged her not to deprive him of maternal care. But the woman remained adamant and asked him to leave the room. In the afternoon, Takun, who had been away on business for a long time, came and talked to Soma about his father's health and the situation in general. The owner was satisfied with Soma's work after visiting his father's room and noticing significant improvements in his well-being. Takun thanked her and invited her to stay for another week, significantly increasing the fee. "I filled the fridge with groceries because I'm leaving for another city soon," he said. When he left, Soma returned to her father's bed, and it was time to feed him. She stripped down to her underwear and climbed into bed with him. He began sucking on her nipple, kneading her massive breasts with his hands, and she lay and watched in silence. At one point, she felt sexually aroused watching him suck, and her panties got wet. Reaching for her clitoris, she began to rub herself. Accelerating her movements, she came violently, while the old man continued to torment her breasts. Soma felt an orgasm and stretched out on the bed. The old man stopped sucking her breast, having had enough of the milk. In a state of euphoria, the woman fell asleep next to her grandfather on the bed

Rasim was sitting in his room when Soma entered. The woman said, “No one must know about our relationship.” The boy looked at her and said that it was their secret. He asked her to let him breastfeed her because he, like his grandfather, needed milk. She came to him and opened her robe, exposing herself completely. Rasim sat down next to her and saw her large breasts swaying in front of him. “Choose what you want,” she said. The boy cupped her breast and took her nipple in his mouth, greedily sucking her milk, roughly kneading her breast. “Baby, you are so hungry,” the woman said. She pressed his head to her breast, feeling him nibbling her nipple. She warned him to be gentle, and Rasim began to suck even more gently. “Good boy, drink your mother’s milk and become strong,” she whispered. The other breast was hanging down, milk dripping from it, waiting for its turn. Rasim had an irresistible craving for fresh mother's milk and looked for any opportunity to drink from her warm and large breast. He often opened the door to the old man's room and watched Madam feed him with her milk, hoping that his grandfather would leave him enough food. The woman was happy and loved to nurse them both. She felt a deep maternal feeling when she fed them. The old man and the boy became obsessed with her milk and affection. After feeding the old man, she retired to her room with the boy, giving him her love and affection. Rasim lay for a long time on Madam's lap and fed on her milk, emptying her large breast. Sometimes Soma sang them a lullaby, gently stroking their heads.

[rombyzomby]

It was supposed to be in English

[Yagtamil]

Nice story line continue...

[Prince Babul]

Super.. Carry on

[Itsonlyforu36]

Where is the middle part , when she meets 1st time with takun's. Father ?

[A017Atha]

good story

[Prince Babul]

Continue plz bro

[Kostic]

In Takun's absence, Soma walked around the house in a bathrobe with nothing underneath. Her large breasts swayed with every movement, and her nipples rubbed against the fabric, giving her a pleasant feeling. One day, when she was in the kitchen, Rasim came up to her and asked for milk. Standing at the table, Soma opened her robe so that the boy could snuggle against her chest. Coming closer, he cupped her bare breasts in his hands and greedily sucked on her nipple. At that moment, she didn't notice that they were being watched. The boy's father, Malik, returned from the hospital unnoticed, shocked by what he saw. He coughed loudly to get their attention. Soma quickly covered herself and pushed the boy away.
Malik asked her to explain herself, but he hardly understood what she said. He looked at his son threateningly and asked how he got involved in this situation. Soma said she just wanted to give the boy some of the maternal warmth and care he needed so much.
Malik was 35 years old, he was short, but of strong build. After the situation cleared up, everyone went to their rooms, and the next day Malik met Soma, she left the old man's room. He thanked her for her help with the boy and explained how important it was to him. "At that moment, she became like a mother to his son," he said. — When I arrived at the hospital, Rasim was alone, and I thank you for being with him and giving him all the love a mother can give. Now we are together, and I think these meetings are no longer necessary."
Malik secretly glanced at this woman, he was worried about her big breasts. He caught himself thinking that Soma is a beautiful woman and she awakens masculinity in him. One day, Malik caught his son spying on Madame in the old man's room. At that moment, Soma was breastfeeding him. He went to the door and whispered to his son that he also wanted to see how the woman took care of the old man. Malik saw this painting for the first time in his life and was shocked and excited at the same time. The old man's wrinkled hands were kneading a large female breast, and his mouth was eagerly biting into her nipple. Malik started rubbing his swelling penis. He looked at his son and noticed how he was licking his lips without taking his eyes off the woman. Soma saw them at the door. The eyes of a hungry boy and the gaze of a lustful man were fixed directly on her. She continued to breastfeed the old man, ostentatiously massaging her other breast. Squeezing the milk out of the nipple, she looked into the boy's eyes and winked.. Then she replaced the breast and stuck the nipple into the toothless mouth of the old man. She began to knead her breasts diligently and rolled her eyes in pleasure. Malik told his son that he had had enough and closed the door. Steam was coming off his cock, and he pulled his trousers up to the maximum. Trying not to show it, he quickly went to the bathroom, where he jerked off furiously. After that, his thoughts were only on this woman. He asked his son if he missed the milk and tenderness of his new mother. Rasim replied that he really wanted to hug her and drink her delicious milk. The next day, Malik approached Soma and said, "The boy misses you very much and is looking forward to meeting you. I'll let him do it if you agree." The woman looked at the man and said she couldn't refuse the boy's request. Besides, there was still a lot of milk in her breast, and Rasim's mouth didn't bother her. Then Malik put forward his condition. He wants to be present at this.. The woman came up to him and said in his ear that she noticed his hungry gaze fixed on her. Maybe Daddy wants some milk, too? Soma asked. The man blushed and replied that he just wanted to see his son happy. After lunch, the woman went into the room of the boy and his father. "Rasim, baby, do you want some fresh milk from your mom? Come to me and I'll hug you." With these words, the woman opened her robe. The boy jumped up and ran to her. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he grabbed her nipple with his mouth and began to suck greedily, smacking his lips loudly. Malik sat with his mouth open, looking at this picture. Soma said he could stay, as requested. She hugged the boy and continued to stand while he sucked her milk. The man's gaze devoured her, and she felt it. The woman looked at him and massaged her free breast, squeezing milk out of the nipple. Soma felt arousal and lust taking hold of her. She liked Malik. She told Rasim that was enough for today and finished feeding him.. The boy was pleased and ran outside. When she was alone with Malik, she asked him if he wanted to finish what his son had started. The man stood up, and Soma saw his swollen penis in his trousers. He went up to her and took her big breasts in his hand, on which the saliva left by the boy was still glistening. How full and heavy they are, the man said, gently squeezing his chest. You're a real wet nurse, having such a size, it's hard to get rid of all the milk. I wanted to become a little kid myself, so that I could torment them for hours. Then the man bent his head and took the nipple in his mouth. Like a child, he began to suck it, swallowing the milk. Soma bit her lower lip and began stroking his head and back. She could feel his strong hands on her breasts, rhythmically squeezing them to the beat of sucking. Malik alternately sucked her nipples with a loud squelch. His face was smeared with milk, but he kept kneading her breasts. How big they are, he whispered. How delicious and rich your milk is.. His large arms could barely wrap around them. Soma began to moan with excitement, her vagina began to throb, and her panties got very wet. "Enter me!" the woman screamed. Malik pulled away from her breasts and unbuttoned his trousers. Soma saw his big swollen cock. He turned the woman around with her back to him and bent her over. Then he slowly inserted his penis into her vagina. Soma felt how big it was and how it completely filled her vagina, resting against the uterus itself. Malik's movements became stronger and more frequent. Soma rested her hands against the wall and enjoyed the long-forgotten feeling of euphoria of sex. Her breasts swayed to the beat of Malik's thrusts, splashing oozing milk on the floor.

[momass]

next update

[Prince Babul]

Waiting for next part

[Smd10]

Waiting for next part

Bro your story has been destroyed

[Kostic]

Hello everyone. I can't say for sure if there will be a continuation of the story about Soma. I started a new story about breastfeeding part 2. Please rate my efforts. To make it clear to me in which direction to move on.

[dubukh]

Wow, very nice going story bro

Some may feel the story was destroyed, once she was being fucked. But it's ok, because 1) she is a women and she will be having her own feelings. 2) she is fucking the father of a boy, who she feels like her own son, which means it's like fucking her husband and she need not have guilt in that, imho. 3) a story is never a sex story, if there is no sex and this is sex story site for your kind information people

So great going story, please continue bro. Make her fuck with the rich person who is the old man's son as well

If you want, move the story such that, the people who had her milk, gaining strength and fuck her later