“The kid is so naughty…. did you allow him to watch your masterbation?” Pritam felt highly excited…. now rubbing his bulge openly.
“Yes Bapi….even I enticed him pulling my soaking panties off and throwing it over the fence to him. He picked it up instantly and started sniffing like a horny dog, holding it to his nose. It just made me hornier… I don’t know what’s wrong with me. He then came to me jumping the fence and eyeing me up and down. I didn’t know what he wanted, and then he asked me to pull my Maxi-Gown further up…”
Pritam knew right then he was on to something. “Keep going on Soma dear.”
“But please Bapi….. keep this matter just between us!” Soma was hysterical now as her father tried to comfort her.
“Yes baby, I assure you this would be a confidential matter between two of us, you know me very well. So trust me and tell me everything in detail… tell me.” As Pritam spoke, he pulled his left hand from her back and stroked his daughter’s bare arm, brushing his fingers lightly over one of her swollen boobs. She noticed, and calmed down slightly as he reaffirmed that he was there to help her work this out.
He stroked further along her left boob….. feeling her nipple harden under his fingers. He cooed gently in her ear, his eyes focusing on her milk filled boobs as he fingered her nipple through the thin material of her bra-cup blouse. Suddenly, a sticky damp patch started to grow on her cup… Soma gasped.
“Oh God, I’m so sorry Bapi… I just…” She resigned herself, sitting in silence, head bowed.
“Soma dear, lactating is nothing to be ashamed of…” Pritam stressed….. tracing a pattern around the nipple and damp area with his finger. “It shows you are a mother, a very good affectionate mother. I think it’s very attractive. Now continue…. what happened next.”
“OK… well, he then requested me to continue the nursing as the boy ( Komal ) took a seat in front of me on the floor. I got this sick little thrill of breastfeeding my son while the boy watched intently and licked his lips. I think he was licking his dry lips in anticipation of drinking my breastmilk,” Soma said in which her father nodded approvingly.
“It’s natural baby, I would do the same if I was there,” Pritam grinned and continued to rub and massage his daughter’s milk leaking boob, pushing her back gently to lie on the couch more comfortably. Next, pushing both the bra-cups of her bra-like blouse, he exposed both of her milk-white boobs.
They were huge, swollen and tight as he cupped them…… slowly caressing and feeling their smoothness. He squeezed her round, soft boobs hard, hearing her whimper as she paused in her story.
“Keep going, baby. It’s so interesting,” Pritam insisted.
“Oh yes….. Komol found the scene strangely attractive, and his eyes were drawn to my other boob…. still covered with the thin bra-cup. I saw a small circle of wetness around the clear bump of that nipple, indicating where I had leaked milk.”
“May I, Didimoni…. I…. ?” Komol asked. I couldn’t understand why his voice was hoarse.
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