Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2012 11:01:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lactating Mamma (lesbian/authoritarian, milk fetish, oral, F/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between women.
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               Lactating Mamma
                     By
                    Jan

	My adrenaline rushing through my body as I
stood on the Riverwalk, in San Antonio, Texas.  I
checked myself out in the window of a shop
alongside the river.  I checked out what I was
wearing.  I have to say I was pleased with the
reflection of the petite a five-foot two, natural
blonde, hazel eyes, young looking 35-year-old, with a
curvaceous figure, before proceeding the restaurant
to for the first meeting with my online friend.

	We had agreed to meet in a public place to
have dinner in a small restaurant while we got to
know each other better, while I was in San Antonio
on business from my hometown of Atlanta, Georgia,
as a representative of a large airline.  We had
exchanged quite a few emails, and pictures of each
other, before we decided to meet.  I was instantly
attracted to her, because she was the kind of
woman I am attracted to, a full figured woman.

	Her name was Gail, a 51-year-old, with dark
hair.  She had on tasteful makeup.  As we sat down I
could not help but notice the way her nipples made
an impression against her dress, giving evidence that
her breasts were not supported by a bra.

	The place she chose was in the middle of the
touristy part of the Riverfront.  We both felt that
it would be a safer location to meet for the first
time.  You can never be too cautious when meeting
someone in person for the first time.

	When I entered the restaurant I recognized
her right away.  Her pictures did not do her justice.
She made a motion to stand up to get my attention,
but I was already headed towards her.  We greeted
each other with kisses on the cheek.  We split a
pitcher of Sangria with dinner.  We talked
constantly while we ate.  We were located in a
secluded corner of the restaurant, so our
conversation could be about very personal desires
without disturbing anyone.

	I confided to her that I was divorced from a
man that had been both physically and emotionally
abusive.  I have no desire to ever get married again,
and at this point in my life I prefer the company of
women.  I suggested that because of my high
pressure airline job requiring me to travel a lot it
was not fair to start a long-term relationship.
However I still have sexual needs, so I have found it
best to have casual hookups with like minded women.

	I explained that I am somewhat selective, so I
constantly scan the personals in the papers of the
cities I visit, looking for compatible women within
the cities I travel to.  Lots of the times they are
'posers,' men posing as women.  They think that a
good, hard fucking will convert me into a bisexual
woman.  Occasionally I connect with an interesting
woman for drinks and dinner that leads to us to
exploring or mutual fetishes.  It is always important
to develop friendships first, and to get our
expectations out in the open, so that neither of us is
disappointed.

	I was also fascinated with her figure.  She was
defiantly a full figured woman with large breasts.
At one point when she excused herself to use the
bathroom I admired her butt, it was huge and heart
shaped.  When she returned we discussed our
fetishes.   I reconfirmed my love of breast feeding.

	We had chatted with each other on the
internet about breastfeeding many times, and she
claimed to be able to lactate.  I had never heard of
a woman her age still being able to produce milk, and
had to see it for myself.

	Gail explained to me that I was welcome to
accompany her to her home, where she had a spare
bedroom set up as a baby's room.  She told me that
she would love to prepare me as an infant that would
include powering my behind, and putting an adult
sized diaper, and baby's bib, with a pacifier, before
taking me in her arms and breastfeeding me.

	I was not crazy about assuming the role of a
baby in diapers and pacifiers, but she assured me
that it was all part of the way she got in the mood
to breastfeeding fetish.  Afterwards we could just
relax and let whatever happens to happen.  If there
was sex, great, if not that was okay too.  She
inquired if my pussy was shaved completely.  I
assured her that I was clean.  She requested that I
remove my makeup when we got to her home.  After
dinner we parted ways, because I have to admit that
I found the whole idea silly.

	When I got back to my hotel I went online and
searched for adult breastfeeding...there was quite a
lot out there, including porn videos, so I watched a
few clips.  I have t admit that I was turned on by
the sight of women sucking on the breasts of other
women.  Some of them were actually able to milk
their breasts, proving that they could produce milk.
I was almost asleep when the phone rang.

	Gayle wanted to talk.  I told her that I was
having second thoughts about the subject.  She
assured me that no one would ever find out about
what we did in the privacy of her home, and if I
didn't like what we did, we could stop immediately,
and she would not be offended.  Then she started
talking to me as if I were a child, referring to
herself as mommy, and calling me her little girl.  She
was espousing the virtues of a properly diapers baby
before breastfeeding.  Her description of the
preparation of cleaning my bottom before diapering
me sounded very erotic.  The idea of her slipping her
hand into my diaper while I sucked on her nipple,
made my pussy wet.  She told me she would allow me
to sleep in her bed while we had big girl fun.

	WOW...it sounded like a lot of fun!

	She told me to play with myself while we had
phone sex!  I was so turned on, that I promised
myself that I would reschedule my flight back to
Atlanta so that I could spend the weekend with
Gayle.

	The next day I took a cab to her house with
my flight luggage in hand, after checking out of my
hotel.  This was going to be a four day weekend for
me.

	Gayle greeted me with hugs and kisses.  She
allowed me to put my luggage in a closet, because I
would not need it.  She insisted on bathing me like a
child.  She made sure my face was clean, and that
my pussy was as smooth as I had professed.
Because of my constant travel I kept my hair
bobbed rather short.  I styled it much like Doris Day
did in the early sixties.

	My room was complete with a crib large enough
for an adult.  She placed me on a plastic changing
pad while she wiped my butt and pussy.  She used
baby oil on my bottom and vulva.  She actually
brought me to the brink of cumming before she put
me in a diaper with pictures of Disney's Sleeping
Beauty on the front.  She fastened a cotton bib
around my neck, before sticking a large pacifier in
my mouth.  I actually felt foolish sucking on the
large nipple, until she started rubbing my small
breasts.

	Gayle was dressed in a cotton dress that
buttoned down the front.  She sat down on rocker
and started unbuttoning the front of her dress all
of the way.  She was totally naked underneath.  Her
breasts were, big soft pillow like orbs, with areolas
the size of tea saucers.  The nipples were every bit
as large as in end of my finger tip.  As she sat there
with her legs spread widely, I witnessed the fact
that her labia were fully exposed with a clitoris as
large as a young boy's penis.  I was filled with doubt
about the ability of a woman her age being able to
lactate though.

	To remove any doubt she wrapped both of her
hands around one breast and squeezed it hard
several times.  There appeared a couple of drops of
watery milk from different location on me nipple,
then streams of milk shot out in different
directions.  One stream arched out before it landed
on her lap.  The second stream shot across her body
striking her arm.  The liquid pooled on her vulva and
mingled with her thick coarse pubic hair.

	I had always been fascinated by the idea of
tasting milk form a lactating woman, but until that
moment had never thought I would ever have the
opportunity, especially with a woman as old as Gayle.
Watching her milk herself made me very horny.

	She shared with me that she had continued
milking herself after the birth of her only daughter,
late in life.  She enjoyed the role playing of mommy,
she would get sexually stimulate while breastfeeding
her.  While she never had the nerve to have sex with
her daughter, she did have fantasies about
breastfeeding with someone that would lead to overt
sexual contact.  When it became necessary to stop
breastfeeding her daughter, she continued milking
herself.  She volunteered to provide milk for women
that were unable to lactate, as a result she met
women that desired to taste milk form the source.
That led to her getting involved with role-playing,
which had continued to date.  She even showed me
letters from her babies, professing their love of
Mommies tits and pussy.  She told me that the sex
that took place afterwards was the most exciting
sex she had ever experienced.

	Listening to her story made me so hot, that I
climbed onto her lap and cuddled down to take one
of her nipples into my mouth, while playing with the
other leaking tit.  I found the taste of her watery
milk was sweeter than cow's milk.  Gayle was sweet
talking me with baby talk, while she slipped her hand
into my diaper and played with my wet pussy until I
had the most delicious cum.  The cuddling
afterwards was nice too.

	We made our way into her room, where we
made ourselves comfortable on her full bed.  By that
time she had shed her dress and shoes, and was
deliciously naked.  She held her own breast firmly in
her hand and stuck it in my mouth.  This time it was
the other tit, with a fresh supply of milk to suck.  It
was all very exciting.  She stroked my hair and
rubbed my tits.  At that time she unfastened my
diaper, and removed it.  She had an assortment of
toys beside her bed.

	I had never been one to use sex toys, but what
the hell, she had me so damned hot that I was ready
for anything.

	She was whispering sweet nasty things in my
ear.  I love eating pussy as much as I enjoy having
my own pussy eaten.  As I had observed earlier her
ass was enormous and jiggled like Jell-O.  When she
turned her backside to me and spread her cheeks, I
stuck my face between them to inhale the aroma of
her delicious ass.  I swapped her ass with my tongue
long enough to clean her well enough to eat dinner
out off, while she was pulling on her big clitoris.

	I continued to call her Mommy, when
addressing her.  She responded to me in baby talk
terms.  She liked to sit on my face and rub her pussy
and asshole against my mouth and nose.  It was a
heady experience to be smothered by her moist
flesh.  Gayle would get so distracted while grinding
her cunt and asshole into my face that I would come
close to passing out as a result of oxygen
deprivation.  There was not a lot of air space
between the cheeks of her ass and thick thighs.
She was also a squirter, and she would pull her clit
while kneeling over my face, and ask me if I wanted
some of her special juice, then she would spray it my
mouth when she would cum.

	By the end of the week she was inserting large
butt plugs into my ass while she fucked me with
strap-on dildos.  I relished everything she did to me,
because I was addicted to her milk as much as the
sex.  When I eventually boarded the plane home my
asshole, pussy and tits were still throbbing from all
of the sex.  I knew that I would be looking for other
women to use me the same way she did, but was
disappointed that it would be unlikely that I would
find another woman that would be able to provide me
with breast milk.  San Antonio was going to have to
be a regular stop on my trips.

	I developed a strong desire to find a big black
momma to become my nanny.  I was constantly
logging onto lesbian chat-rooms looking for a full
bodied black middle aged woman that was willing to
dominate me the way I wanted, if she was able to
breastfeed me that would be a plus.



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