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This is my first story about breastfeeding.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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The sun warms the asphalt in a big city. The noise of cars and footsteps fills the musty air between large houses and long streets. Everything shines with a glassy sheen, and numerous boutiques attract passersby with their advertisements. Life is in full swing, and everyone is busy with their own business. The city center is always a business district, and a lot of money circulates here. A young woman named Mina dreams of living there. She wants a lot of money and a nice apartment in the city center, preferably on the top floor, with a beautiful view from the windows. But now she has to live in a small room on the outskirts of the city with her family – her father, who is 55 years old, and her grandfather, who is over 80. She's dating her high college boyfriend, but they don't get along and break up. To earn extra money, she gets a job at a grocery store, where her salary is small, but it is enough for basic needs. Her big ass and long legs have always attracted the attention of men. But the most important thing was her size 38 breasts, decorated with large pink nipples that stuck out so much from under her bust that they made her breasts look like the udder of a cash cow. The store owner, an elderly Indian, always licked his lips when he looked at her breasts and sometimes made dirty jokes about her. Mina tried not to notice it because she needed a job. One evening, the owner closed the front door and quietly approached her from behind. He reached out, grabbed her breasts and nipples with his fingers and began to roughly knead them, pronouncing phrases in his own language. Mina tried to pull away, but was pinned against the wall.
What do you want? You old goat! What happened? "What is it?" "Stop it!" she screamed.

"Let me please you,— he said, continuing to caress her breasts.

"Do you want to do this for free?" asked Mina.

He looked at her in surprise and asked, "What do you want?"

"I am ready to do anything for your obedience," he replied.

Mina turned to him and started unbuttoning her blouse.

"If I give you what you want," she said, "you'll have to thank me."

—Ask for anything you want, just let me stroke your nipples."

She smiled slyly and took off her blouse, revealing her beautiful breasts.

He took off her bra completely, and her breasts were swaying slowly. Her nipples were large, and her breasts were slightly saggy and teardrop-shaped.

He lifted them up and began caressing one nipple.

Mina closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, feeling her big breasts become an erogenous zone, feeling the rough tongue caressing her from all sides.

He caressed her breasts, gently sucking on her nipples. Mina experienced incredible pleasure when he took them in his mouth and bit them lightly. Then he started playing with them as if he were milking a cow. Her breasts moved in time with his movements. At one point, she imagined herself as a cow being milked by her master, and this became the culmination of her excitement.

As he continued to caress her breasts, she experienced an orgasm. Then she pulled him to her and hugged him to her chest. He was breathing heavily from excitement, pulled out his penis and began to masturbate, looking at her lush breasts. She was amazed by his size and, kneeling down, opened her mouth to receive him. A moment later, he came in her mouth.

Mina got up and went to the bathroom to clean up.
When she returned, she found the owner sitting on a chair and counting his money. Then he held out his hand to her, holding several large bills in his hands. Mina came up to him, her big breasts swaying. She took the money and smiled. "Can I see her again?" an elderly Indian man asked, looking at her breasts. "Maybe," Mina replied, but not there, but in a more suitable place. She felt used, but the amount of money in her hands showed her willingness to make a difference in her life. She stopped going to work and began to take care of herself more often. The owner took her to a cheap hotel, where he tortured her tits and fucked her. He loved cumming on her breasts, thrusting his cock between her big tits. He often forced her to get down on all fours and pulled on her nipples like a cow. It turned her on a lot. Sometimes he would lie on her lap and suck her nipple like a child, and she would pull his cock with her hand. Damn, she loved it so much. She watched this old Indian sucking her breast and playing with her nipple like a child. "It's a pity there's no milk in your boobs," he once said. "You would be invaluable." "But that's impossible," Mina replied. "In this world, anything is possible, if you just want to," said the hostess. After returning home, she began to study this issue from various sources and came to the conclusion that it was real. The most important thing was constant nipple stimulation and a couple of medications. Becoming a foster mother became her main goal. If the drugs were easy, then nipple stimulation was a big issue. The rare meetings with the host had no effect. He tried to constantly suck her breasts during the meeting, but in the end nothing worked out. Then Mina decided to buy a hand-held breast pump for nursing mothers and started applying it to her nipples when she was at home. One day she was sitting in the kitchen and decided to use a breast pump. She unbuttoned her blouse and took off her bra strap, then took out her big breasts, which hung down under their weight, almost reaching her navel. Mina put the breast pump to the big nipple and started working with her hand. The breast pump began to suck her nipple vigorously. The feeling of such a process was very pleasant for her. Sometimes she imagined her master sucking her milk straight from his chest or milking her like a cow. When she finished the procedure, she saw drops of white liquid on the bottom of the breast pump. Mina screamed with delight. "I did it!" she screamed, breaking the silence. The next time she met her master, she delighted him with the news that milk had appeared in her breast. An elderly Indian woman started sucking him, and he kneaded her big breasts with his hands. He could lie on her lap for hours and drink milk, greedily smacking his lips while she stroked his penis. She loved being his wet nurse, it turned her on, and then he fucked her with his big dick. Mina's breasts began to swell and increase in size. She uses a breast pump all the time when she is at home. She bought a nursing bra at a local store and wears it regularly. Her father began to notice changes in her. One day he found her breast pump and was very surprised. He decided to watch her. When Mina was sitting in her room pumping milk, her father decided to look through the keyhole. He saw her naked to the waist, her big breasts hanging down, and she was squeezing them with her hand while pumping a breast pump with her other hand. He could see the bottle filling with her milk. Damn, she's so damn hot, his father thought, stroking his cock. He wanted to rush inside and pounce on his daughter's breasts and suck her nipples. But family closeness did not give him such an opportunity. After all, he was her father, and it was taboo.

One day he approached her. Mina was wearing a low-cut top with a protruding bra propping up her massive breasts. "Are you okay?" her father asked. "I'm fine," his daughter said. He looked at her breasts and said they were bigger. "Are you pregnant?" No, Dad, I'm not pregnant. But then tell me, why do I need a breast pump? Mina lowered her head, not knowing what to say. She turned around and ran to her room. "What can I tell my father," she thought, "if I don't tell him the truth?" A few minutes later, her father came up to her and said that it was none of his business and he would not ask her about it anymore. She hugged him, and he felt her nipples pressing against him. "How big and soft her breasts are," he thought. Mina kissed her father on the cheek. "I love you, Dad." She continued to meet with her master and give him her milk. He sucked her breasts and fucked her. Mina received money from him for meetings with him. One day her father came to her and said that her grandfather was ill and she needed to be there for him and support him. Meetings with the owner became impossible. She took care of her grandfather with care and warmth. She regularly pumped the milk and poured it into the sink. One day she came up with the idea to try to give it to her grandfather. She had read somewhere that it was very beneficial for men's health and the body as a whole. "This is exactly what the old man needs," Mina thought. After she had drained the milk, she poured it into a glass and brought it to Grandpa. He was lying in bed, and his granddaughter handed him a glass. "Grandpa, I brought you some milk, please drink it." "I don't want any milk," the old man said. But Mina insisted. The old man raised the glass to his lips and tasted it. The taste of the milk surprised him: it was sweet and greasy. He drank the whole glass, enjoying every drop. From that moment on, his granddaughter began to give him her milk regularly. One day, the old man told Mina's father about the wonderful milk she gives him and how he feels better. My father thought about it. "I don't buy milk, where does it come from?"


Karim came to visit in the evening, as agreed. They all went into the living room together and sat down at the table. During dinner, the conversations were empty, mostly about work and the weather. Mina felt the guest's gaze and at some point met his eyes. Mina, you are beautiful and amazing. Your father told me a lot of interesting things about you. And you know, I was curious to see all this. After all, as a man, this topic is very interesting to me! What are you talking about? She asked in surprise. Karim smiled at her breasts. I'm talking about your big milk-filled tits, which you use to satisfy your daddy's whims. What???? She said loudly, looking at her father. How could you tell him about us, Dad? Daughter, I didn't want to, but he gave me a real interrogation. Frowning, Mina looked at Karim and asked, "What the hell does he want?" I really like big boobs, especially those filled with milk. Said Karim. I never had a chance to taste a woman's milk until I met you.. But after learning about your relationship with your father, I can't stop thinking about the possibility of me joining this process. And if I have any chance of success, then please give it to me. At that moment, Mina's father joined the conversation. "Are you asking my daughter to give you the opportunity to suck her milk?" "Yes, that's what I mean," Karim replied. How dare you talk about it so brazenly! This is my family, and you don't have the right to decide for us! Mina's father objected. Listen to me, you are a simple working man, and I am your employer. A lot depends on me in your life. Moreover, look at your beautiful daughter, you can't have such beauty only for you. These boobs can feed you and me both. Mina abruptly got up from the table and ran to her room, in the silence she could hear her father and Karim arguing about her. Then I heard the front door slam and realized that someone had left the house. After some time, her father came into her room and sat down on her bed.. Daughter, this man wants intimacy with you, I have no right to decide for you, but he is important to me. What's important to me, Dad? You fucking perverts!  Mina exclaimed. If Karim really wants what interests him, let him come, but it will cost him dearly. Oh, daughter, thank you for not saying no. He can fire me for refusing. I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen! Mina smiled back and said: "Come on, Daddy, come to me, I'll give you some milk." My breasts are so full and aching. Sitting down, she took off her tank top and patted her knee, inviting her father to lie down next to her. Her big breasts were hanging down, and milk was dripping from her nipples. He lay down next to her, cupping one of her nipples with his mouth, and slowly began to suck it in with his lips. Mina gently began stroking her father's head, closing her eyes with pleasure and relief. He wrapped his arms around her massive breasts and began kneading them, squeezing out another portion of sweet and delicious milk.. Drink, Daddy,— Mina whispered, slowly unbuttoning his fly. This made him bite into her nipples with renewed zeal and fill his mouth to the brim with her milk. He barely had time to swallow it. "Oh, Daddy, you're such a hungry boy, take your time, please, and don't bite me."

[Kostic]

to be continued