I quickly lied down on the couch putting the kerchief inside my pocket and pretended to sleep, closing my eyes.
A few seconds later, I heard some footsteps around the entrance of the master bedroom. I could feel the movement towards the drawing-room, where I was lying on the couch. I could hear his breathing and it frightened me. He stayed there for a moment.
Then I could hear the steps moving towards our bedroom. The door creaked again slightly and his steps moved inside. After a few seconds, the steps moved back and turned towards the master bedroom. I opened my eyes slightly and checked if he moved inside completely.
I could see Dad’s back moving inside the bedroom as the door quietly closed after him. I felt relieved that we managed to escape that hiccup. I lied down but I couldn’t sleep. I was wondering what Di was going through. We were just stepping into a new world and this noise disturbed us.
She didn’t even have the time to adjust her clothes as she ran inside the bedroom immediately after the noise.
The next day, I got up late as it was the weekend. Dad went to work as usual and Mom was inside the kitchen. I moved over to the bedroom and found Di browsing over her laptop seriously.
Me – “You are up! Dad didn’t see you awake right? I mean last night?”
She bent her head and blushed slightly. But she spoke as she lifted her head again.
Di – “No. He didn’t. I was quick enough.” (winking)
Me – “Hahaha! What are you browsing so seriously?”
Di – “Last night, I made you wait for long but somehow the quantity of milk was less than expected. I felt so bad about that.”
I was shocked at it. Though that thought crossed my mind, I didn’t expect her to understand that.
Di – “That is the reason I allowed you to continue for some more time though I knew it might not yield any more milk. But unfortunately, Dad moved and we had to stop it anyway.”
Me – “Oh! I thought you continued because you liked it.” (I bent my head gloomily)
Di – “Come on! Always in that world.” (hitting me playfully)
Me – “So you didn’t like it?”
Di – “It wasn’t like I was measuring it.”
I looked away from her and bent my head sadly.
Di – “Fine. It was good. I mean. Terrific. Oh god! What are you making me say!” (blushing slightly)
I looked at her and my lips went wide involuntarily.
Di – “Now stop thinking about that and come here! I want to show you something.”
I sat down on the bed beside her.
Me – “What is it?”
Di – “So I started looking into this topic over the internet to see if there was any problem in me. And if there are ways to eradicate that.”
I looked at her in shock. She is looking for ways to increase milk production. It amazed me to know the extent she was going to keep me happy. I was pleased with that gesture.
Di – “I was browsing over articles about milk production. See what I found.” (pointing at the screen which showed an article)
I read the article swiftly over a minute and looked at her.
Me – “I did not understand entirely. But all I could grasp is there was this stimulation term used frequently and that it helps produce more milk.”
Di – “You are dumb. Let me explain. What it says is that milk production would be less at this point and it increases gradually. So it is natural and nothing to worry about. But stimulation helps in getting more milk than the amount it is producing currently.”
Me – “What is stimulation? I did not get it”
She hesitated for a moment. Then she started thinking, probably about how to explain it to me. Then she looked at me.
Di – “It is…”
She stopped in between and looked over me. I looked back and found Mom entering the bedroom. Di quickly closed the window and smiled at Mom.
Mom – “What is it that you were discussing so deeply?” (with her usual suspicious face)
Di – “It is about the new software installed on my laptop. I wanted to know about it and he was showing me.”
Mom – “Show me that.”
I quickly clicked on the Music player icon randomly on the desktop without her knowledge. It popped up on the screen while she moved around the bed to stand beside Di. Mom looked at it and remained calm. Her face still looked suspicious but she had no proof.
Later that night, after Mom and Dad slept in their usual positions, Di sneaked out to my couch slowly.
Di – “So, you’re still up?”
Me – “Yes, Di.”
Di – “So we have to do it a bit different for today.”
Me – “Meaning?”
Di – “We need to stimulate my breasts first and then proceed to suck.”
Me – “Oh, I get it!”
Di – “What! I thought you didn’t know the meaning of stimulation.”
Me – “I googled it.” (with a proud grin)
Di – “Very clever. Ok so. I need your help with this. My arms would be holding you and it would be difficult for me to stimulate my breasts on my own. I need your support for this.”
Me – “Really!”
I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of excitement.
Di – “God! See how excited you are. But it is just to increase milk production, not for achieving your fantasies. So be in limits. Ok.”
Me – “Yeah. I know. I’m in for it”
She moved back and rested her back on the couch. She handed over the kerchief to me to tie over my eyes.
Me – “I need to see right. To properly do it. Why do we need this?”
Di – “Being over smart huh. Only your arms are sufficient. It is not necessary to see.”
I nodded as I had no other option and tied the kerchief over my eyes. Then she made me lie on her lap and took some time, probably to expose her lovely soft organs. Then she held my palms with hers and guided it towards her breasts. She paused for a few seconds and then placed my palms over her breasts.
The very touch of it triggered a current inside me. My cock started rising slowly and excitement crept up deep inside me. This was my dream since I started noticing her breasts for the first time. Though I accidentally touched them earlier, it wasn’t even a quarter of the feeling what I was getting then.
She jerked and sighed deeply as soon as my cold palms touched her busts. Her palm started rubbing me slowly over my back. Both my palms were filled with only one of her breasts. It was bigger than I assumed it to be. And it was as soft as a sponge.
My palms just held them tight in excitement and started squeezing them in a hurry.
Di – “Slow down, dear. You are hurting it.”
Me – “Sorry.”
Di – “Just be gentle. Quick squeezes won’t help in stimulation.”
I nodded and followed her advice. I controlled myself out of the fear of her stopping it. I convinced myself that I will not get any of it if I am not patient enough. My fingers took those instructions clearly and started rubbing them gently.
My fingers moved to her nipple and squeezed it patiently. Her sighs grew deeper and her grip increased over my head. Her fingers entered inside my t-shirt behind my back and started caressing the skin over there.
Di – “Just hold it from the base, and move it towards the tip.”
Her voice was interrupted by my squeezes. I never heard her speak that way. Her voice was shaky and she seemed to be enjoying my touches. It was beyond my expectations.
I continued my squeezes following her instructions. I held the base and squeezed it as my palms moved to the tip. I then improvised and stimulated the nipple. She gasped and strengthened her grip over my hair.
Di – “Good. Just like that.” (controlling her moans)
I then concentrated on the base for a minute. My palms rubbed her base and squeezed it. I was surprised to feel it shrinking to almost nothing and expand back to the whole as I did. Then I moved to her nipple and rubbed it.
Then I pressed it between my fingers. My thumb rubbed the tip as my fore and middle fingers clasped it.
Di – “Oh dear!” (as she pulled my hair)
Her nipples released a drop of thick milk and it wet my fingers. I took my fingers towards my mouth and licked my fingers. I liked the taste. I then moved my palms over her breast, rubbing them and pressing them gently. I moved my fingers to the base and clutched it.
I released them and crushed them again gently, making sure it didn’t cause any pain. She assured me by gasping pleasantly when I did. My fingers moved to her nipple and both my index and thumb fingers rolled her nipple between them.
I then repeated it, going to her base, crushing it, and squeezing it till her nipples and ended it with a fine stimulation to her nipple. Her nipple wet my fingers as it released a few more drops of milk. Then she pulled me up and moved my face towards her right breast.
She held my right palm moving it towards her left breast. I grasped her intention and held her nipple with my tongue this time while my other palm moved all over her left breast. My right arm continued to squeeze her left breast while her other breast started to spurt milk into my mouth slowly.
My left arm stayed over her right breast and repeated the steps of stimulating her busts except for the areola and the nipple as my lips and tongue took care of that. I pressed and squeezed her flesh over each breast gently with both my arms. My fingers rejoiced the softness of her pulpy flesh.
My lips sucked and licked her nipple, stimulating and drawing her milk at the same time. Her left breast started to leak a little. And flow started to trickle down her right breast. So she moved my head over to the other breast and let my palm continue to stimulate her right breast.
A fresh flow of milk entered my mouth as I supported the flow by squeezing it until the tip. I licked her areola and nipple just as I did to her right breast. And my left thumb and forefinger pulled her right nipple.
Di – “That’s it. You’re doing good.”
She held me close to her breasts supporting my head and I moved onto her pushing her more towards the couch. My palms encircled both her breasts and rolled them, twisting the flesh.
She held onto my t-shirt with her left arm and dug her nails onto my back. It caused me pleasure rather than pain as I was ecstatic at that moment. Soon flow started slowing down her left breast as well.
Di – “Back to this one, honey.”
She pulled me back to her right breast. The flow was supposed to end in her right breast by now. On the contrary, it continued to release a few thin drops of milk. I was pleasantly surprised by that and it pushed me to suck harder and deeper.
I was kissing it in between while my fingers rubbed her flesh as her flow slowed down again. I moved around her nipple, kissing all over and then moved back to her nipple. She pressed herself against the couch, pulled me over her allowing me more access to her breasts.
Her right breast stopped releasing milk soon. I adjusted myself to reach over to the left breast and started sucking it again. I could suck out her lovely drops of milk again and my squeezes became deeper and harder. My mouth sucked her flesh as my tongue licked her nipple.
It continued to release thin drops of milk into my mouth. Soon her left breast also slowed down as I continued sucking it harder and deeper. My lips engulfed her flesh and quashed it. My fingers pinched her right nipple and pressed her left breast. And finally, her left breast ended its release as well.
But I wasn’t ready to leave her breasts and that pleasure I was able to get. So I started kissing and licking her nipple and her flesh around that. I switched over to her right again for kissing and moved back to the left breast. My kisses went all around her right breast, her cleavage, and continued towards her left one.
I tested my chances licking my tongue out at a few points and she was not in a position to deny that. Her hands held my shoulders in her attempt to push, but she didn’t look willing in her attempt. Her left palm reached my chest over my t-shirt and was pushing me.
But it was more like an excuse to caress my chest and crumple my t-shirt rather than an attempt to push me away. My excitement was reaching its peak and it showed down at my cock as well. My cock was up like never. It made quite an obvious tent under my shorts.
But I was neither able to adjust it nor was bothered about it. Her hand behind my head was pulling me out. My head was moving away but instead of supporting her force, I applied my force in moving to a different spot and continued to lick and kiss the skin and flesh around that.
Her moans were getting deeper and deeper and gradually her force turned weak again. Her attempts to pull me away turned slowly into attempts not to push me more herself. And then after a few seconds, her palms were herself guiding me where she wished me to be.
I was more than happy to surrender to her wishes and I returned her favor in licking and kissing her soft and spongy tits. I took her nipples inside my mouth and rolled my tongue over it. I dragged my tongue all over her skin, all around her breasts, and tasted her milky flavor spread over them.
My face reached between both her breasts and kissed right at the center. She drew crazy and crushed my face against them. Her breasts spread apart brushing my cheeks from either side. Her fingers were pulling my hair from behind and her palm was pushing my face in the opposite direction, towards her breasts.
Her thighs were lifted in the air and were touching my back. She was trembling and so was my cock. Her arm which was over my hands occasionally moved over my chest, brushed it, and again moved over my back to arrest me in her embrace.
She continued trembling hard and her body was shaking all the time. I was unable to breathe as her flesh was blocking my nose. I managed to let it out and breathe somehow and continued to feel her flesh with my lips and tongue. My cock was almost ready to explode.
I could feel the sensation around my shaft and the tip. I could feel the pumping coming through and suddenly my cock pulsated. Thick shots of sperm shot out for a few seconds as my mind went blank. I continued sucking hard crazily as my cock wet my underwear and shorts with my cum.
Her body trembled harder meanwhile and she was holding me tightly. She was jerking up and down with her thighs touching my back slightly. Her grip over my back continued to be tighter and she dug deeper and deeper with her nails. She moved uncontrollably and her fingers were plowing my scalp.
She continued to jerk for a few seconds and finally calmed down. She relaxed and then placed my head back on her lap. My cum was out and a few trickles were flowing down my shaft. My cock became limp but was still jerking slightly. The pressure was out but I still had the sweet pain inside it.
I could feel something wet under my head and it cleared my suspicions after sensing her moans and movements. She had the same sensation I had and I was glad that my sucking could give her that sensation. The whole room became silent after what felt like a sensational act.
It was not more than ten to twelve minutes since we started with it. But it felt like hours of hard work. I felt exhausted and was panting. It was a few minutes after that and she moved her arms away from my head and arms. I got up slightly and removed my kerchief and opened my eyes.
It took some time for my eyes to get adjusted and I turned towards her. She looked exhausted as she lied back on the couch without pulling her bra and gown up yet. As a result, I could view her breasts for the very first time in my life.
She wasn’t aware of my stares. Her eyes were almost closed and her head turned away from me. Her breasts were fair and soft with flesh filling them up aptly. They weren’t weighing down as I saw in porn.
The nipples pointed out sharply and the dark brown areolas surrounded it adding more beauty to it. She slowly got up and started picking her bra up as she turned towards me.
Di – “You shameless. Why did you open your eyes so quickly?” (hiding her chest with her hands)
Me – “I thought you’ve already put your clothes on.”
Di – “Oh yeah. Then why didn’t you close your eyes once you know it?”
I smiled sheepishly and she started hitting me playfully.
Me – “Come on. It hurts.”
Di – “Let it hurt. You should be punished for this actually”
I moved away to avoid her attack and held her arm. She couldn’t use her other arm’s support obviously and so she stopped finally. She quickly hooked her bra with her both hands, moving her chest ahead as a result, looking at me. Again my eyes fell on it.
Di – “You haven’t stopped yet!”
She started hitting me again. I held her hands and looked at her deeply. Our eyes locked for a moment and she looked confused. My eyes moved down and I could see her tender lips trembling.
Me – “Di, I love you.”
Di – “Don’t butter me. You should be punished.”
Me – “No truly. You had looked over options to increase milk in your breasts, just for the sake of me, to keep me happy. You are so kind and loving. I love you a lot, Di.”
She melted with my words and her eyes were full of love again.
Di – “Aww, dear. I love you too, my darling.”
Me – “I am not sure how I can show my love towards you.”
I did not complete my sentence and she pulled my face close to her and held my back with her palms. Her fingers brushed my cheek and moved to my lips, stroking it slightly. Our noses touched each other and she rubbed my nose with hers.
Our bodies were close and she moved her lips towards mine slowly. She placed her lips over mine and smooched me. My hands moved over to her neck and were brushing it gently as my thumbs caressed her cheeks. My lips held her lower lip between and chewed it.
Her eyes were open but I was sure she was in a different world. I was constantly looking at her eyes all the time while I continued licking and sucking her lower lip. I then moved to her upper lip and started wetting it with my lips and tongue. My head tilted automatically and my tongue started touching her lips.
But it couldn’t enter inside as our lips were entwined giving no room for it. My tongue continued to explore outside and licked both her lips. I savored the taste of her two delicate lips as if it was ice cream. Her hands were pulling my shirts and her nails dug my back all the time.
We smooched that way for some time and she pulled back after a while. She was wiping her lips with her palms.
Di – “Wow, I didn’t know you loved me this much.” (with her eyes widened in surprise)
Me – “It comes naturally when I see you. But it is not done yet.”
Di – “What do you mean not done. What more do you want?”
Me – “This was for today. But where is yesterday’s?”
Di – “You are being greedy.”
Me – “Dad disrupted yesterday and it didn’t end properly. But we have time today.” (moving towards her)
Di – “See. So desperate. (pushing me away and hitting me) Enough of these kisses. Now let me go back. It’s too late and risky to be out here now.”
She got up from the couch and moved swiftly towards our bedroom. I lied down on the couch and drifted off to sleep soon.
The next morning, I woke up and lied back on my couch. Last night’s events played in my mind one after the other. It was a moment that never goes out of your mind. The first touch of her breasts, her deep sighs, the lusty kisses over her breasts.
My first view of her lovely busts, and last but not least, the smooch over her trembling lips and her equally loving response to that.
Just then a voice from my bedroom disturbed me. I came out of my trance and focussed on the conversation.
Mom – “It was all your fault.”
Di – “I didn’t mean to hurt him. I still love him.”
Mom – “You wouldn’t have done this if you love him.”
I moved over to the bedroom and I found Mom facing towards the bed. I moved further and I found Di sitting on the bed weeping with a letter in her hands.
Me – “What happened?”
Mom – “Here comes the culprit. You are the reason for all this.” (turning towards me)
Me – “Di. What happened? Tell me.”
Di controlled herself and handed that letter over to me and I went through it. It was the divorce notice from Jiju.
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