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Note : This story is completely fictional!
Megan opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling of her sunlit room. She
stretched her arms out as she yawned, contemplating if she should go back to
sleep. She got her answer from her growling stomach and rolled out of bed.
Looking at the clock, she saw that it was 1:34 PM. She tried to think of a good
excuse for why she slept in so late as she got dressed and headed downstairs to
get herself a bowl of crazy Sugar Explosion-O’s.
“Hey Meg,” Megan’s mother Kathryn said. “Did you just wake up?”
“Yeah, I uh was finishing my paper and the computer crashed, so I had to retype
all of it.” Megan hoped her mom bought her lie. The real reason she slept in
past noon was because she was up all night masturbating to lactation porn. It
was her favorite fetish and she couldn’t get enough of it. One time she posted
an ad on Craigslist, trying to find a lactating girl who would be cool with
breastfeeding her, but the only replies she got were from spam and one really
creepy guy.
“Oh, I’m sorry, honey,” Kathryn said as she hugged her daughter. “Wait, why didn’t you just finish it today?” Megan obviously hadn’t thought her lie out thoroughly enough. It was Saturday and the paper she was talking about wasn’t due until Monday.
“I just wanted to finish it last night so I could have the rest of my weekend open.” She honestly didn’t have anything to do during weekends. Megan was a very timid girl. She barely spoke at school unless she was being talked to directly. She often felt isolated and didn’t know if any of her other classmates would understand her, so she tried to avoid being social at all costs and dreaded when the teachers assigned the students to get into groups. She shrugged and then grabbed a box of cereal and a bowl. “What about you? Do you have any homework this weekend?” Megan asked her mother as she poured some cereal. Kathryn had planned to go to college when she was 18, but she became pregnant with Megan and had to hold off until recently when she started her own business selling rocks painted to look like potatoes over the internet, giving her plenty of free time and money. She fit in very well at college. Even at her age, she still had the mentality of a college student, not to mention the body of one. Megan always respected that her mother could act young, but was still very responsible when it came to being a mother.
“Yeah, kinda,” Kathryn said. Megan opened the fridge and she noticed a jar
full of milk in front of the regular milk jug.
“What’s this?” she asked her mother, holding up the jar.
“That’s my homework,” Kathryn said with an awkward smile. “You know that one
class I’m taking where we work with experimental drugs?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, I volunteered to be the guinea pig for a drug that we developed that
increases milk production in women.”
Megan suddenly realized that she was holding a jar of her mother’s breast milk.
“So I’m using it and pumping the milk so I can bring it back to the class to
analyze.”
Megan was overcome with confusion. Her own mother was involved in her
favorite fetish, even though Kathryn didn’t think of it as sexual. Images of her
mother lactating flashed through her head. She tried to clear her mind and focus
on something else. She put the breast milk back in the fridge and grabbed the
store-bought milk. She looked up from the fridge and saw her mom staring at her,
expecting a response.
“Uh, yeah, that’s pretty interesting and cool and such, Mom,” Megan said,
smiling.
“I’m glad you think so,” Kathryn said. “The professor recommended I bring back
three jars on Monday. I filled that one last night, so I’ve still got two to
go.”
Megan poured milk into her cereal and sat down at the dining table. Kathryn
talking about lactation was making her uncomfortable. She tried to change the
subject.
“So how are your other classes?” she asked her mother.
“They’re pretty boring to tell you the truth,” Kathryn said. “Science and math
and some other boring crap. Experimental Drugs 101 is definitely my favorite
class.”
Kathryn sprayed a paper towel with a household cleaner and began cleaning the
dining table. She was slightly bent over, giving Megan a perfect view of her
mother’s beautiful cleavage swaying from side to side as she cleaned the table.
Megan tried to eat quickly, focusing only on the bowl full of cereal in front of
her.
“Anyway, we named the drug Lactoril and it’s a lotion that you massage into
the skin of the breasts,” Kathryn said as she made wax on, wax off motions in
the air. “It gets absorbed into the breasts and causes them to swell as they
fill with milk.”
Megan chewed her food faster.
“Then, only a few minutes after the lotion has been rubbed in, you can
squeeze around the areola and milk will come out. After you empty them, they go
back to their original size. Although,” Kathryn looked down at her chest, “I
think I’m still a bit bigger than I was.” Megan almost choked on her food as her
mom lifted her breasts slightly, using her hands to weigh each one. “Maybe
they’ll go back to normal after a day or so.”
Megan quickly gulped down the remaining cereal and dropped the bowl in the sink
before running upstairs and into her room. She had never thought about her
mother as being sexually attractive. Sure, she was obviously hot and had great
knockers, but she was her mom. She tried to shift her persistent thoughts, but
they kept coming back to her mother. Then she realized that if she could get a
hold of some of that lotion, she could make herself lactate. That sufficiently
helped keep her mind off her mother. She was getting horny thinking about
lactation and decided to take a shower and finger herself.
She ran the water in the tub and watched herself undress in the mirror. She was a very attractive girl with shoulder-length black hair and beautiful green eyes. She often caught guys at school looking at her and some of them flirted with her once in a while, but she didn’t flirt back. She cupped her B cup breasts and rubbed her thumbs over her smooth nipples.
She stepped into the shower and smiled as the relaxing water splashed against her naked skin. She quickly shampooed her hair and cleaned the rest of her body, then she sat down, resting her back against the wall, and spread her legs as she pushed one finger between her pussy lips and rubbed it up and down her slit. She added another finger and then pushed them both into her pussy. She moved her fingers in and out and closed her eyes as she squeezed one of her soft breasts, imagining milk spraying from her erect nipple. She thrust her fingers deep inside her pussy rhythmically as thoughts of lactation filled her mind. Megan imagined how it would feel to have someone suck milk from her nipples. She imagined the warm water from the shower was breast milk. She imagined suckling from another woman’s breasts, then her mother suddenly popped into her mind. She tried thinking of a different woman, but it always ended up as her mother. Her arousal overcame her shame and she decided to go with it. She figured she could feel bad about what she was doing later and welcomed the perverse incestuous thoughts into her mind.
She imagined her mother naked, her large, smooth breasts hanging freely, her round nipples pointing forward. She imagined her mother milking herself with her fingers as fresh breast milk shot out in multiple streams. Megan moaned as her pleasure built up higher and higher. She imagined suckling on her mom’s beautiful breasts, eagerly gulping down the warm mouthfuls of breast milk straight from the tap. She arched her back and moaned loudly as she came, stream after stream of pussy juice squirting from her pulsating pussy. She lay on the floor of the bathtub, gasping for breath as she came down from her orgasmic high.
After drying off, Megan slipped into her bathrobe and walked downstairs. She saw that her mother was sitting on the couch, but the television wasn’t on.
“What’cha doin’?” Megan asked her mother as she walked up behind her. As she
came closer she saw exactly what she was doing. Kathryn had an electric breast
pump pushed securely against her right breast.
“Oh, sorry honey,” Kathryn said, making no effort to cover up her chest. “I
thought I’d be done by the time you were done with your shower.” Megan glanced
from her mother’s eyes to her breast, her gaze lingering a little longer than
she had anticipated.
“It’s cool, I don’t mind,” Megan said nonchalantly. “Can I sit with you?”
“Knock yourself out. Here’s the remote,” Kathryn said as she handed her daughter
the television remote. Megan turned the TV on and started flipping through
channels while she gave quick side-glances at her mother. She stopped changing
the channel when she got to the local news and put down the remote. She tried to
focus on what the anchorwoman was saying.
“Government officials have not, as of yet, revealed exactly why the entire town
of Nimmuk has been quarantined. Citizens outside city limits have reported
seeing several IFS trucks entering the city throughout the day. We’ll have more
on this story as it…” Megan looked over at her mother who was focusing on the
news. She looked at her slightly-larger-than-usual breast that was poking out of
her bathrobe. She could see her mom’s nipple being pulled by the vacuum force of
the breast pump, milk escaping on every pull. The container attached to the pump
was nearly full.
Megan realized she had been staring for too long and looked up at her
mother’s face to see if she noticed. Kathryn’s eyes were clenched shut and she
appeared to have a look of pain on her face.
“Are you alright, mom?” Megan asked. Kathryn opened her eyes and looked over at
her concerned daughter.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Kathryn said. “It’s just that one side effect of the drug is
that it makes your nipples really sensitive.”
“It doesn’t hurt, does it?”
“No, honey, it actually feels really good.”
Megan put two and two together and realized that her mother had just an
orgasm from the breast pump milking her oversensitive nipple. Megan looked back
down at the machine. There wasn’t as much milk coming out now and the jar was
about full. Kathryn turned the pump off and pulled it from her breast.
“How is breast milk different from regular milk?” Megan asked her mother
curiously.
“Well, it has a more nutrients that are supposed to be really good for babies.”
“Does it taste different?”
Her mother raised her eyebrows, surprised by her daughter’s curiousity. “Yeah,
it tastes a bit sweeter than cow milk.”
“So you’ve tried it before?” Megan asked.
“I tried some when I was pregnant with you. It’s pretty tasty to tell you the
truth. I also used to add some to my coffee.” Kathryn noticed her daughter was
staring at the jar of milk in her hand. “Would you like to try some?”
A rush of excitement came over Megan as she looked up at her mother. “Are you
sure?” she asked, hoping the answer was yes.
“Yeah, I don’t mind. Besides, you used to love the stuff when you were a baby.”
Kathryn handed her daughter the jar. Megan held it in her hands, feeling the
warmth emanating from it. She gazed at it, mouth slightly ajar, as she pulled it
closer to her lips. The edge of the jar made contact with her lower lip and she
eased it up, letting the warm liquid flow into her mouth. She savored the
sweet-tasting breast milk before swallowing. She could feel the warmth sliding
down her throat. She lifted the jar higher until her mouth was full of her
mother’s freshly pumped mammary nectar. She was in a dreamlike, euphoric
ecstasy. The only thing that mattered was that moment in time. She ignored
everything around her as she eagerly gulped down more of the delicious breast
milk.
Megan came out of her mental paradise when the milk flow suddenly stopped.
She opened her eyes and saw that the jar was empty. She had meant to only take a
sip, but instead, she drank the whole thing. Her mother was staring at her with
arched eyebrows.
“Uh, sorry,” Megan said, blushing. “I guess I was really thirsty.” She quickly
handed her mother the empty jar and left the room. She noticed a definite
moistness between her legs as she ran up the stairs. Walking by her mother’s
room, she peered inside and saw her mom’s purse on the bed. Megan walked inside
and dug through the purse, looking for the drug her mother had talked about. She
pulled out a bottle labeled “LACTORIL – Property of Southwood University”.
Smiling, she dropped it into her pocket and continued on to her room.
Once inside, she immediately locked the door and stripped off her clothing. She
skimmed over the directions on the bottle and squeezed a small amount of lotion
onto her palms. She rubbed them against her petite breasts, spreading the lotion
equally throughout the skin. Once the lotion dried on her skin, her breasts
started feeling a little tighter and her nipples started feeling warmer. She
touched one of her nipples and it felt much more sensitive than usual. After a
few minutes, the warmth spread from her nipples to the whole breasts as they
slowly started expanding. Megan watched in awe as her B cup breasts pushed
further out from her chest. The expansion started speeding up slightly. Megan
could feel them growing heavier as they filled with milk. She held her growing
breasts in her hands and felt the skin expanding in her palms. They started
slowing their growth and Megan grabbed some measuring tape from her desk to
measure herself. They were large C cups, almost D’s. She giggled gleefully as
she held her breasts in her hands.
She then pinched the skin around the areola of her right breast and a drop of
milk formed at the tip of the nipple. Her smile grew wider as she pinched more.
Milk dripped down her breast as she squeezed, then streams of milk started
forming and shot from her nipple onto the floor. She started squeezing the other
breast and soon had multiple streams of milk spraying out of each breast. She
grabbed an empty cup and started spraying into it. Once it was halfway full, she
poured it into her mouth and swallowed it.
She held her right hand in front of a breast and sprayed milk onto it. Once her
hand was covered in milk, she started rubbing her pussy with it. She continued
milking herself while she toyed with her clit. She pushed her breast toward her
face as she leaned her head down to suck the nipple. She could barely reach the
nipple with her tongue, but she couldn’t suckle herself. They needed to be
bigger. Grabbing the bottle of lotion, she squeezed the same amount as last time
onto her palms and rubbed it once again onto her breasts. Suddenly, there was a
knock on the door.
“Honey, could you take out the trash real quick?” her mother asked from the
other side.
“I’ll do it later,” Megan answered.
“That’s what you said last night. Do it right now, please.”
“Uh, OK.” Megan quickly put on her pants and slid her shirt over her breasts.
The tight shirt passed over her warm, sensitive nipples, causing a small ripple
of pleasure to wash over her. She ran out of her room and quickly went down the
stairs. She grabbed the trash and tossed it into the can outside. She could feel
her shirt getting tighter as she put a new trash bag into the garbage can and
she ran upstairs, feeling her tits bounce up and down with every step. She
rounded the corner and was stopped by her mother.
“Megan, this lactation thing isn’t freaking you out, is it?” Kathryn asked.
“No, it’s cool,” Megan answered quickly.
“You just seemed a little weird earlier.”
“It’s totally fine. Seriously,” Megan said as she nodded her head. She saw her
mother’s eyes glance downwards toward her chest.
“Honey, are you…?” Kathryn asked, looking curiously at Megan’s chest.
“I have to clean my math homework!” Megan said, and then dashed quickly into her room. She slammed the door behind her and looked down at her huge chest. There were two very prominent dark spots on her purple shirt. She hoped her mom didn’t notice, knowing full well that she probably did. She decided to deal with it later and slowly eased her tight shirt over her head, her sensitive nipples rubbing against the fabric. She tossed her shirt aside and looked at her DD cup breasts. They were now as big as her mother’s and still expanding as milk freely dripped from her nipples. She felt more pressure in her breasts as they continued to fill. They started spraying thick streams of milk. The streams sprayed farther and farther until they reached several feet in front of her. The breasts stopped growing, but the streams continued. She squeezed one of the massive tits and the streams shot across the room, leaving milk dripping from the wall. Using the measuring tape, she saw that her breasts were now E cups.
She lifted one of her tits up to her mouth and engulfed the nipple. She began suckling and found that it was extremely pleasurable. She gulped down mouthful after mouthful and stimulated her nipple with her tongue. She started moaning as she suckled. The milk was being released faster than she could swallow and some of it escaped her mouth, dripping onto her large breast. She pulled her hand out from the bottom of her breast, leaving it hanging from her mouth as she continued to suck the milk out of it. She quickly pulled off her jeans and started fingering herself while she milked her left breast with her free hand. Her moaning grew louder and faster as she felt her orgasm building quickly. She then heard the door open and turned around, realizing she hadn’t locked it.
Kathryn stood at the door, her mouth wide open as she stared at her naked daughter with one breast in her mouth, one hand thrusting back and forth in her pussy, and one hand squeezing her nipple, spraying breast milk across the room. Megan was extremely close to cumming and didn’t want to quit now. She continued thrusting her fingers in and out of her pussy at a quickening pace as her mother stared in shock. Megan clenched her eyes shut and opened her mouth wide, releasing her breast from her lips and causing milk to pour from her mouth as she screamed and sprayed vaginal juice onto the floor. She collapsed onto the ground, milk still spraying from her nipples and cum gushing from her pussy.
“I think we need to talk,” Kathryn said as she helped her daughter onto her
bed.
“I’m sorry mom,” Megan said, still shaking from her orgasm. “I couldn’t help
myself.”
Kathryn sat next to her daughter. “Honey, Lactoril is still very experimental.
It should be used responsibly and only for scientific reasons.”
Megan stared at the floor, feeling ashamed. Kathryn looked at her daughter’s
large, dripping breasts.
“How much did you use?” Kathryn asked.
“Just a little,” Megan answered, “and then a bit more.”
“Do they hurt?”
“They just feel really full.”
Kathryn stared openly at her daughter’s breasts, seemingly hypnotized by the
drops of milk dripping from her nipples. She grabbed her daughter’s left breast
and leaned in, pulling the nipple into her mouth. She immediately started
suckling furiously. Megan was shocked by her mother’s actions.
“MOM! What are you doing?!”
Kathryn let go of Megan’s nipple and looked up at her daughter.
“I… I don’t know,” she said, wiping the milk from her lips. “It just looked so
inviting and…” Kathryn looked up at her daughter, her eyes starting to water.
“I’m sorry,” she said as she stood up. She started walking towards the door.
“Wait, mom,” Megan said. Kathryn stood at the door with her back to her
daughter. “I didn’t mean to react like that. I was just surprised. Please come
back.”
“Are you sure?”
Megan nodded. Her mother sheepishly walked back to her and sat on the bed. Megan
looked into her eyes and started unbuttoning her mother’s blouse.
“Wait, we can’t-”
“Shhh,” Megan said as she put her finger against her mother’s lips, then
continued unbuttoning. She opened her shirt and reached into her bra. Kathryn
watched idly as her daughter pulled her tits out from behind the fabric. Megan
grabbed the lotion and squeezed the bottle above her mother’s chest, letting
glob after glob land on her flesh. She gently massaged it into the skin with her
hands. She paid special attention to every inch of her mother’s globes as she
rubbed and squeezed them. She used her index fingers and thumbs to massage the
nipples, which quickly became hard.
“Is that how much lotion you used?” Kathryn asked as she looked down at her
slick, shiny breasts.
“No, I didn’t use that much.”
Kathryn raised an eyebrow at her daughter, wondering how big her breasts were
going to grow. Megan pulled her mother’s head toward her chest and Kathryn
reluctantly started suckling. Kathryn closed her eyes as she suckled, creating a
vacuum in her mouth pulling her daughter’s nipple in further, and squeezed
Megan’s areola between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, causing a torrent
of fresh milk to spray into her mouth and down her throat as she swallowed.
Megan felt a sense of maternal responsibility as she let her mom suckle liquid
nourishment from her nipple. She held Kathryn against her bosom and kissed the
top of her head as she gently rubbed her back. She felt something rub against
the front of her naked thighs and at the same moment she saw Kathryn slightly
jump.
Megan tilted her head to the side and saw that her mother’s breasts were now
big enough to just barely reach Megan’s legs and Kathryn’s sensitive nipples had
made contact with her daughter’s skin. Megan eased both of her hands underneath
Kathryn’s tits and softly squeezed and massaged them. Megan could feel her hands
becoming moist with her mother’s milk.
Kathryn moved back, letting go of her daughter’s nipple. She looked up at Megan,
smiling, and opened her mouth to show her that her that it was full of milk.
Megan kneeled down onto the floor with her mother. They embraced and kissed,
tongues sliding against each other, milk flowing from one mouth to the other.
Megan felt moisture dripping down her legs as she French kissed her mom. Megan
then used her tongue to push all the milk into her mother’s mouth, then Kathryn
stood up, positioned her head just above Megan’s, and poured the milk from her
mouth into the mouth of her daughter who happily swallowed it.
By this point, Kathryn’s breasts were around G cups and still growing. Milk was dripping from the nipples at a fast tempo. Megan lifted her mom’s right breast and started suckling from it. It was hard for her to believe that this was actually happening. She thought about how surreal this moment felt as she drank from her mother’s milk fountain.
Kathryn felt the same way. Just ten minutes ago, she never would have thought
she’d be doing anything like this with anybody, let alone her own daughter. Yet,
there she was, her extremely sensitive nipple being suckled by her beautiful
daughter.
Megan let go of her mother’s breast and licked the milk from her lips. She
stared at her mother’s nipples. Milk was spurting sporadically from them. Her
breasts were sticking out about seven inches from her chest. Megan grabbed her
mother’s areolas and milked them like cow udders. The streams of milk sprayed
forcefully against the floor, adding to the already huge puddle on the hardwood
surface. Kathryn closed her eyes and started moaning as wave after wave of
pleasure washed over her. Megan let go of her mother’s areolas and lifted and
squeezed Kathryn’s massive breasts, causing milk to spray against her own naked
body. Then Megan let go of Kathryn’s udders and undressed her mother. She pulled
off her soaked blouse and bra, then helped her slip out of her jeans and
panties.
Megan lay in the puddle of milk on her back with her head toward her mother. She motioned for Kathryn to lean in and suckle her left breast. Kathryn did so, positioning one of her own gigantic, leaking breasts over Megan’s face. Megan watched as the giant globe of flesh lowered above her, milk spraying into her open mouth. Kathryn started suckling from her daughter’s nipple as her breast engulfed Megan’s face. Megan started suckling from Kathryn’s teat, her mouth quickly overfilling with warm milk.
Kathryn reached forward and used two fingers to massage her daughter’s
sopping wet cunt. Megan slightly lifted her hips in approval and started rubbing
her mother’s equally-as-moist pussy lips. The suckling and wet fingering created
quiet, but prominent noises for the next few minutes as the girls hungrily drank
each other’s milk. The noises were drowned out by Megan screaming into her
mother’s breast as she came. Kathryn felt her hand being sprayed with her
daughter’s pussy juice as Megan bucked her hips wildly. Kathryn quickly crawled
forward to lap up the pussy juice shooting from her daughter’s vagina. Megan
pulled her mother’s crotch against her milk-covered face as she squeezed
Kathryn’s ass cheeks tightly and started licking like crazy as she continued to
cum. This brought Kathryn to the edge and she came with even more intensity than
her daughter. She screamed loudly as they both came, squirting into each other’s
mouths.
They lay in that position for several minutes in a small pool of milk and
vaginal fluids as they gently explored each other’s pussies with their tongues.
Megan felt her mother’s body tremble on top of her and hugged her waist tightly.
“I love you, mom.”
“I love you too, Megan.”
They climbed into Megan’s bed and held each other’s naked, wet bodies as they
fell asleep.
When Megan awoke, she was alone in her bed. She feared that her mother, upon
waking, felt immense regret from their intimate activities. Megan got out of bed
and slipped on an oversized shirt before heading downstairs. She walked into the
kitchen to see her mother at the dining table, pumping breast milk into a jar.
“Hi mom,” Megan said sheepishly.
Kathryn looked up at her daughter with a huge smile. “Hey Megan. How are you
feeling?”
“Great. You?”
“Fantastic,” Kathryn said, “last night was amazing.”
Megan smiled back at her mother, glad that she didn’t feel shameful. She
noticed a full jar of milk on the table and held it up. “Can I drink this?” she
asked her mother.
“No, I need these two and the one in the fridge for school tomorrow. I would
only have had to pump one if you didn’t chug the jar I filled last night,”
Kathryn said, still smiling.
“Come on, please? You can just tell your teacher that your daughter drank your
homework.”
“You can have whatever’s left after I fill this one,” Kathryn said, causing her
daughter to smile even wider.
After Megan drank her breakfast, the two girls took a shower together and
then cleaned up Megan’s room while they talked about things.
“What about the Lactoril? Can you get more of it?” Megan asked as she leaned the
mop against the wall.
“Yeah, the teacher is allowing us to use as much as we want as long as we give
weekly reports on the effects.”
“Great, because we’re out after this,” Megan said as she spread the remaining
lotion onto both of their breasts.
“I’ll get some more tomorrow,” Kathryn said as she pushed her chest out for her
daughter. “Also, we won’t be able to do anything next weekend.”
“Why not?”
“Because your cousin Sandy is going to be staying with us for a couple days.”
A wide smirk formed on Megan’s face.
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