A shocking but a request from her. I failed to retort and silently sat through her further actions. If she pulls off her black and green saree, I can see her red robe getting completely wet. Due to moisture it turned oily red and I could clearly see that the wet thing was her milk. She had already unbuttoned her blouse to ease the pain, her breasts ready to burst. She didn’t wait long and started unbuttoning the rest of her buttons.
Her breast suddenly comes out and I have no choice but to close my eyes for a second. She put a hand on my face and made me open my eyes to see her. At first I was shocked to see that her breast was ready to burst. Her dark brown nipples are pointed like bullets. A few drops of milk came out from them.. Her rolling tears warned me to do my duty. I slowly take my hand and touch a part of her left breast. It was so hard like a rock that mom screamed ”ha… no..” for a gentle touch.
Her nipples literally feel like bullets. I was too eager to touch them with my hands and mother lost patience and pulled my head towards her. Her nipples hit my nose and the smell of warm milk aroused my senses. My lips slowly parted to take them in my mouth. They were too hard even for my lips, so I bit them slowly. She feels more pain, so she pleads “No don’t bite .. be gentle”. Her chest vibrated to her voice and she felt hell like pain.
I created a mouth vacuum to suck her painlessly. A drop of milk drips onto my tongue, warm and sweet. I have to use a lot of energy to absorb each drop painlessly. After several drops I gently bit her nipple again. It has softened a bit now, which will make my further actions easier.
Now she doesn’t feel pain when I chew on her nipple and her milk flow has become better. Her milk slowly becomes sweeter and sweeter. My mouth widens to take her breast deeper. Half of her breast is in my mouth and my teeth start biting her soft skin. “That’s enough .. take another one” her demand made me wake up.
I am very special to see the asymmetry of her breasts. Her left one looks slightly curved and soft, while the right one stands straight as a rock. A few drops of milk were dripping from her right nipple, which I was too afraid to touch. She felt a bit better on her left side and started massaging it gently.
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