Casey was an eager baysitter. She held the infant son
of her friend in her arms and waved good-bye. Kim was off
for a nice dinner with her husband. She wasn't normally
comfortable with leaving her newborn, but trusted Casey to
take complete care of her child. After all, Casey herself
was a mother, and loved her child with the deepest passion.
Casey looked down at the small body she securely held,
then at her own young son playing a few feet away.
"Kevin, honey, Mom is going to take the baby in back.
Be good."
Casey carried the infant to her bedroom. She sat on the
bed, and looked at the wide, unfocused eyes of the child.
She squeezed the child with her left hand and arm, and undid
the buttons of her dress with her right. Her naked breast
slipped from out of the fabric, and Casey brought the tiny
infant's mouth to her nipple.
"Ohhh... "Casey moaned quietly, and softly. The baby's
instincts reacted immediately and began sucking at Casey's
nipple. "Ohh!" Casey cried as she squeezed the child
tighter.
Her mouth froze open with pleasure. God, she had been
looking forward to this all day! She buried the wave of
guilt that tried to enter her thoughts. So what if her
greatest turn-on was an infant child at her breast. So what
if she had to borrow a friend's baby to satisfy her?
This wouldn't be the case if Mike would get her
pregnant again. She loved her husband, but hated him for
refusing to have another child. She looked down at her
breasts. "Look at these!" She thought to herself. "They're
beautiful, wonderful breasts! Perfect for nursing a newborn
babe!"
It wasn't her vanity speaking. She did indeed, possess
a beautiful body to go along with her strikingly beautiful
face. Her breasts were large, firm, and round. To the men of
the world, they hinted at glorious sexual pleasures with
their jiggly motions. But to her, they represented
motherhood, and the wonderful moments of sharing them with
her children.
Looking down at the suckling babe, she couldn't imagine
a happier image than a tiny mouth clamped around the poking
nipple on her full breasts. Except... she winced at the
thought... for a slight trickle of milk to be leaking down
that breast and into her lap.
But there was no milk. Her days of nursing Kevin were
long over, and the beautiful motherly assets so proudly
curving from her chest were now only good for inspiring the
lustful fantasies of grown men.
Casey passed the next few minutes alternating the
baby's tiny mouth from her nipple to the prepared bottle Kim
had left behind. Why Kim didn't breast-feed her child was
unimaginable. How could a woman not share this intimate
moment with her offspring?
The day went as planned. Casey kept a watchful eye on
the baby and her own child as well. When the time came and
the baby expressed its hunger, Casey carried the infant to
her bedroom, unbuttoned her dress, and placed the tiny mouth
on her breast. She didn't bother to put on a bra in between
nursings. She wanted her naked nipple ready at the first
hint of hunger.
Kim showed up on time, which disappointed Casey a
little. With Mike out of town and the baby going home, she
knew she had no chance of sexual gratification for some
time.
"Did everything go ok?" Kim asked.
"Everything was fine." Casey answered as she rubbed the
infant's head. "He was a perfect little angel."
The conversation was interrupted by the wailing of her
own son. Casey raced to his side, and screamed as she saw a
long gash in his arm.
"Oh My God! Oh My God!"
Kim raced to their side. "It's ok, Casey, it's Ok! He's
just cut. he'll be all right!"
"The blood, look at all the blood!"
Kim moved with swift precision, and soon had Kevin's
arm wrapped in a damp cloth. The young boy wailed loudly,
and looked as panic-stricken as his mother.
"Come on! I'll take you to my pediatrician! He's right
down the road!"
The business day was late, and Casey suggested the
emergency room.
"They'll take forever. " Kim insisted. "Dr. Stevens can
get to him right away, let me call him and have him wait..."
The good doctor came through, and promised to wait for
the trio to arrive, despite having said good-bye to his last
patient of the day. Casey had clamed down considerably once
the bleeding appeared to be under control. Still, she was
eager to have her son professionally tended to.
The drive was short, and offered little chance for
conversation. Kim went into the lobby with Casey, bringing
her baby with her. The lobby was deserted, except for a lone
nurse behind the counter. She greeted the two women, and
went to notify Dr. Stevens.
Kim leaned over to Casey and smiled devilishly. "Wait
`til you see him. He is GORGEOUS!"
"What?" Casey asked.
"Dr. Stevens. He is an absolute babe!"
"Come on, Kim. We're married."
"So, it doesn't mean we can't look!"
The conversation was interrupted by the arrival of
doctor and nurse. Casey felt a nudge in her side as she
glanced at the young doctor. Indeed, he was attractive. VERY
attractive! He had short black hair, chiseled features, and
a set of deep blue eyes that were mesmerizing.
The doctor made a brief introduction, then looked at
the still-weeping Kevin.
"Aww, got yourself a little cut, do you? Come on, I'll
take you in back."
Casey was about to follow, when Kim startled her with a
slight scream. "Oh damn!" she yelled. "I'm supposed to meet
my mother at home!" Casey wasn't too concerned about Kim's
mother. She had an injured child! They had come in Casey's
car, she could always let her borrow it and come back.
"I can take you home." the nurse offered.
Casey started to inform her of her option. "She can
take-" She stopped as she saw the nurse lift a small baby to
her arms from behind the counter. A small, tender baby with
a small, sucking mouth.
"Are you sure that would be ok?" Casey asked.
"Sure! I have some work to do, but I don't mind coming
back."
Casey had just now started to pay attention to the
nurse. She was a petite, attractive brunette. The tight
nurses uniform did nothing to hide the full, round breasts
that undoubtedly contained a treasure of mother's milk.
"Would you like me to watch your baby?" Casey offered.
"Oh, that would be great! It would sure beat having to
fight to get her in the car!"
"Casey's a great baysitter," Kim added, "she'll take
wonderful care of your baby!"
"Then we have a plan!" Within moments, the nurse and
Kim were out the door, Kevin was in the back with the
gorgeous Dr. Stevens, and Casey was alone in the lobby with
a new, hungry infant.
She looked around quickly, double-checking that no
other nurses lurked in the back, or that the doctor wasn't
rushing back for some information. Casey undid the buttons
on her dress, and pulled out her naked breast.
"Ohh... Ohh yess!" she moaned as she relaxed into the
couch. The little boy she held in her arms was obviously
starved for milk. Casey hated that she had none to give, but
reveled in the infants attempts o suck some liquid from her
anyway. The tiny little suction... the wet little lips...
Casey cooed to the young child as she rocked slowly in the
seat. The pleasure built within her, starting with a burning
sensation in her nipples and spreading down between her
legs. She looked around again, and slid her free hand under
her dress. She rubbed herself slowly, tenderly... she
wondered if she had time to work up to orgasm.
"Excuse me, Ms?"
Casey leapt up in the couch. The voice came from down
the hall. Thank God, it was out of view! Casey sat the baby
down, and slid down her dress. Dr. Stevens appeared in the
lobby.
"Your son is going to be ok, why don't you come have a
look..."
Casey's heart was racing. She hadn't had time to re-
button her dress, and realized an ample portion of her
cleavage was visible. Fortunately, the motion of setting the
baby down had managed to cover her nipple. The doctor was
staring at her, waiting for her to follow. She reached for
the baby carrier, placed the toddler inside, and headed down
the hall with the doctor.
Casey nervously entered the room and set the carrier
down on a small, table. . She hoped for a long enough
moment that would allow her to properly re-button her dress
and conceal the obvious cleavage dangling underneath the
fabric. If she had been wearing a bra, the strap would be
plainly visible. As it was, only the enticing roundness of
her breasts peeked out from the flowered garment.
Kevin was sitting on the table, and wrinkled the thin
sheet of paper underneath him a she turned to greet his
mother. Casey stepped to her child, and began running her
fingers through his hair.
Evidently Dr. Stevens hadn't noticed the rather
attractive view offered by his patient's mother when he
first called for her. But as he spun around to inform Casey
of her child's simple injury, his eyes couldn't help but
lock on the inspiring image before him. At first, he
recognized what an incredibly beautiful and attractive
mother his young patient was fortunate to have. Striking
features, long curly hair, firm and shapely breasts...
The doctors eyes flashed momentarily as he realized
just how much of Casey's breasts were exposed. Her dress was
unbuttoned nearly to her waist. A complete profile of her
right breasts was visible, wedged between the left and her
son's cheek. The good doctor was glad for his lab coat. It
covered his growing appreciation for the young mother.
He quickly regained his composure and looked Casey in
the eyes. She had felt his hot gaze strike her chest, as if
his eyes produced an energy of lust all their own. But
instead of feeling embarrassed or offended, she melted in
the eyes of the handsome doctor. God, he was handsome! His
blue eyes pierced through any emotional discomfort her
largely bared breasts might have produced.
"So anyway, I cleaned up the cut, put on a bandage..."
She was barely listening to his words. She looked down
at her son, whose face had greatly improved its mood since
first arriving. She bent over to kiss the boy, and felt the
fabric of the dress curl in an even more revealing manner.
She realized as her lips pressed against her child's head
that the new fold in the fabric opened the view of her chest
even further. The movement of air across the nipple
suggested it, too, was now visible to the eyes of Dr.
Stevens.
So why wasn't she covering herself?
Her body hadn't stopped tingling since the baby's mouth
had been at her breast, and the realization of that very
same nipple now being visible to a strikingly handsome man
enflamed that tingle.
She WANTED him to see her breasts.
The revealing fold disappeared as she pulled away from
her son, but the sense of lust between her legs continued to
grow. She could barely believe it! She was becoming aroused
in the presence of a full grown man, and not a tiny infant!
She had to prolong this! She had to re-experience normal
sexual arousal.
Not that it would go any farther than that. She would
tease this man, and soak in the adoring blue eyes that moved
across the length of her body. But she wasn't going to
seduce him or anything. just play with him.
"... you shouldn't have anything to worry about..." the
doctor was saying. Casey hopped up on the table and
playfully shook her child. He smiled at the loving
attention. She smiled at the maddening jiggle she knew it
induce din her breasts.
Dr. Stevens couldn't stand away any longer. He stepped
towards mother and son, desperate for a closer view. "He's a
good boy." he said. "a very good boy. And very lucky to have
a mother like you."
Casey beamed with the compliment, and again felt
entranced by the blue-eyed doctor. Their was something
suggestive about the look on his face, or was it her own
imagination?
"Do you have any other children?" he asked.
Casey's eyes fell. "No. Kevin is the only one."
"So far, I'm sure..."
"It's hard to say. My husband doesn't want anymore
children."
"Oh, what a shame. What a waste of opportunity."
Casey nodded, but wondered what exactly the doctor
meant by `opportunity.' Was he talking about motherhood, or
the sex to get her there? Of course, she still had sex with
her husband. It was just always with a condom, so maybe it
wasn't real sex after all.
"You look a little flushed. Are you feeling ok?"
Casey looked back at the doctor, frightened that he
sensed her lingering arousal. Indeed, she imagined she did
look a bit flushed after just having a baby at her breast.
"I ... I'm ok. I think I just have a slight fever." She
hoped the answer was convincing.
"Why don't you let me have a look at you." Dr. Stevens
said. Casey was aware that his eyes were not looking at hers
with that comment. They were looking at her chest. A new
tingle spread through her.
"Aren't you a children's doctor?' she asked.
"Funny." He answered. "Why don't you let me have a look
at you?" Now he WAS looking in her eyes.
"Uh... ok."
The doctor lifted Kevin from the table. The paper
wrinkled loudly as her son's weight was removed and placed
onto the floor. The doctor hadn't stopped looking at her.
There was something in his eyes. Again, something he seemed
to suggest or request with his constant gaze. Casey thought
she was going mad. The good doctor was concerned for her
health, and she was reading sexual innuendo into his intent.
He placed his hand on her forehead. Casey felt herself
tremble with the touch. She had forgotten the feeling. She
hadn't experienced such a sensation with her husband in
years.
"You're very hot." he said.
Casey almost answered "Thank you." Again she was
reading into his comments! But was there something to be
read?
"Yes, I am. I'm hot all over."
The doctor felt her cheeks, and her neck. His eyes
never broke from hers. His touches sent a bolt of energy
coursing through her. Oh my God... she started t think... I
think I want to have... No! She looked at her young son, who
was occupying himself with the coloring book he had dragged
in with him. She thought about her husband. God, why
couldn't he giver her these feelings?
"Where else are you hot?"
Casey looked back at the unwavering gaze of the doctor.
Was he lining his comments with innuendo? Was he commenting
on her body? Or was he a true professional, uninterested in
the feminine attributes she offered? She found she wished
equally for both possibilities. She wanted him to be
attracted to her, aroused by her, and intent on making love
to her for all the insecure reasons that had been building
since the birth of her son. And yet she hoped he was sincere
in his questions, because she didn't know what would happen
if he wanted to make love to her.
She felt unable to break the gaze of the handsome
doctor. His piercing blue eyes created an incessant tingle
that bred in her an innate trust of the man. And she started
to feel his intentions really didn't matter. She would co-
operate either way. She touched her open hand to her chest
and uttered, "Here."
"Would you like to take a look?"
He was asking to examine her, and she was uncertain if
he was attaching any sexual intention to the request. But
she was.
The lack of a reply to the current request seemed to
satisfy the doctor's quest for an answer anyway. He pressed
two fingers directly between Casey's breasts, and eased her
onto the wrinkling paper. Their eyes remained locked, even
as he started undoing the remaining buttons on her dress.
Casey went limp. Her body ceased voluntary motion in a wave
of heat that went undisturbed by the cool air now washing
over her exposed chest. Her entire body was alive with
sensation, and she realized the lowering onto the table had
hiked her dress up a few inches. Her breasts were visible.
Her hips were visible. The silk blank panties covering her
cunt were visible. She did nothing to conceal them.
Dr. Stevens pressed a stethoscope onto her left breast.
"Let's have a look at mommy's boobs." he casually spoke
to Kevin. Casey's heart was racing. She gasped slightly as
the cold metal made contact with her flesh. Was this man
actually going to touch her breasts? Was this gorgeous,
piercingly handsome man going to make love to her?
Casey remained still, watching those deep blue eyes as
she felt her dress drop to her sides. Everything was
communicated with their eyes now. I'm going to touch you...
they were saying. I'm going to fuck you... . But his hands
still moved with caution, as if he was actually examining
her for medical reasons only. The stethoscope moved across
her breasts, stopping for a few seconds as he listened to
her pounding heart. He didn't need her eyes to read her
feelings. The beating in her chest and the upright, erect
nipples on her breasts spoke volumes of what she was ready
for.
The peaks of arousal that sent forks of pleasure up her
legs from throbbing crotch twirled around her newly exposed
nipples. Her nipples... they still tinged with the
sensations of the tiny sucking mouth that had been a each
breast just a few moments before. Was this excitement
responsible for allowing this man to now knead and shape her
breasts with the hands of a lover? Oh God, he's touching me.
These aren't a doctor's touches....
Both of Doctor Stevens hands were now on her motherly
assets, massaging and caressing them with a gentle motion.
Those eyes... Your breasts are wonderful.... I love rubbing
them... I want to kiss them...
Casey rested onto her back, an finally broke the gaze
of Dr. Stevens. He continued to work his hands around her
shaping, bouncing breasts. His touch was completely sexual
now. She could hear his breath growing louder from his
barely open mouth. She could feel the tightening grip of his
hands on her nipples - the strength coming from his growing
lust for her. She had her eyes closed, but could still see
his face -- those eyes! I'm going to put my penis in you...
I'm going to move it in and out of you with smooth, rapid
strokes... I'm going to cum in you...
She continued with her eyes closed, and realized her
own breath was quickening, and mildly perceptible moans
emanated from her lips as Dr. Stevens hands pushed the air
from her bosom through her throat. Her lips burned with the
anticipation of his first kiss. Her hips tingled with the
anticipation of his caressing touch. The good Doctor had
slipped her arms out of the sleeves, and she was completely
topless with the dress wrapped around her waist. Casey began
to wonder if this was the answer to her milking needs. Could
adultery satisfy her? Could a new man's penis finally quell
the deep sexual longings and lusts she always seemed unable
to satisfy?
"Is mommy ok?"
Kevin! Casey's eyes rolled open and looked at her on.
He didn't understand what was happening. He didn't
understand that the doctor wanted to fuck mommy, and that
she was going to let him.
"Why don't you go on outside, dear?" she whispered to
her child. Her voice trembled and cracked nonetheless, but
Kevin was deaf to the building ecstasy in the tone.
"I don't want to."
Dr. Stevens stopped rubbing her, but didn't stop
looking at her. As soon as his touch stopped, Casey's body
cried for its return. If he was testing her resolve to fuck
him, her answer wouldn't be weak.
"Go outside, honey. Leave mommy and the doctor alone."
There was no stopping her. She was going to have intercourse
with the doctor. Her lusts lined up in her thoughts on how
she would fuck him. Every detail was vivid in her mind and
the awaiting nerves of her body.
She expected to feel the doctors hands lovingly return
to her breasts, but instead the cold metal of the
stethoscope slipped under her dress
"MMppH!" Casey stifled her gasp. Her body responded
like a blossoming flower to the touch on her inner thigh.
The doctor took hold of her legs, and forced them up to a
bent position.
"Please, Kevin, please wait for mommy outside!"
The bunched-up silk fabric of her panties wedged
between her legs, across her cunt and onto her ass before
expanding again. The dress fell from her hips, and she was
now naked except for the stretch of fabric between her legs
and the stretch of fabric across her abdomen. The doctor
took his index finger, and slowly stroked along the smooth,
thin line of silk.
"Kevin, go wait for mommy. I'll be out soon!"
Desperation was rowing in her voice. She couldn't fuck in
front of her child! Her son just stood, looking at his
mother's bared body and the stranger's hands that were
caressing it. The doctor rubbed her hips and thighs, causing
Casey to lift her legs and dance them slightly on either
side of him.
"Uhhh!" Casey was unable to hold back her cry of
pleasure as the Doctor pressed the stethoscope against her
cunt.
I want to fuck this man! I want this man to fuck me!
Casey wanted to scream these words to her husband's child.
Oh, she did want to fuck him! She desperately wanted to fuck
him. He's stroking my clit! Oh God, let me fuck him!
Dr. Stevens moved the stethoscope over Casey's vagina,
pushing it into the throbbing folds with gentle rubs. Casey
couldn't help herself, she reached up to her breasts, and
began caressing herself despite the presence of her
offspring.
"So good... so good.. Mmmm!" she whispered. "Kevin!
Mommy wants you to leave now! Leave now!" Her voice, a
mixture of sexual longing and anger, was stern enough to
finally force Kevin out the door. His face was an image of
confusion and hurt. Why was mommy yelling? And what was the
doctor doing to her? He didn't understand it, but something
seemed wrong. But he turned, and went out the door.
Casey met the doctors lips in a feverish kiss. She
felt his wanting body on hers, and he warm, sweet lips
kissing her mouth and cheeks.
"I thought he'd never leave..." The doctor slid her
panties off.
"Fuck me... Fuck me...." Casey repeated. God, she
needed his cock! She needed relief from the years of
pressure, from the years of casual sex with her husband wit
no chance of procreation and thus, no chance of orgasm.
The good doctor had his pants down in a moment, and
Casey swooned at the sight of his bulging penis. She rested
her head back, and closed her eyes in preparation.
A few second passed, and Casey's aching, naked pussy
was till unfilled. She opened her eyes. The good doctor was
rolling a condom down his immense shaft.
"No!" Casey whimpered, holding her hand out. "No
condom!"
"The doctor looked between Casey's spread legs, and the
sensual beauty of her body from head to toe. He looked down
at his penis and rolled off the condom.
"Thank, you thank-ohhhh!" Casey let out a moan as the
naked penis filled her cunt. "Ohh! Ohh!" she felt tears
stream down her eyes as she received her first real fucking
in ages. She could feel the difference. She could feel the
naked tip bouncing inside her, caressing her cuntal passage
with it's smooth, spermy head. She grabbed the doctor's
waist, trying to pull him inside her as far as possible.
Trying to ensure her impregnation. Each thrust against her
raised legs took her within moments of orgasm.
The paper crinkling beneath her was almost as loud as
their joined chorus of fucking. The good doctor was watching
her breasts flapping rhythmically from side-to-side,
occasionally stroking them when his balance allowed.
The doctor huffed with his drives into her. His lab
coat brushed against her hips. She could sense the moving
cock inside her. Oh God! She was fucking! She was fucking
again!
"Ohh! Your so hot! Ohh!" The doctor moaned.
He was nearing ejaculation. She could sense the
unbearable tingling in his penis, and the warm sperm that
was rallying inside him. She was moments away from the hot
squirt of sperm that could finally end her suffering.
"Mommy?"
Casey continued to pull on the doctor's waist, but his
humping motion had ceased as soon as the child's voice re-
entered the room.
"Fuck me... Fuck me!" Casey whispered to him.
But Dr. Stevens pulled out of her, and immediately
wrapped his life-giving cock inside his lab coat.
"Uhh!" Casey sat up and wheeled on the table.
Kevin seemed surprised at the sight of his naked
mother. He had seen her boobs earlier, but never the hairy
area between her legs. She hoisted a strap over her
shoulder, and moved toward her young son.
Her breasts bounced in the barely covering dress, and
she clutched what fabric she could to her nakedness. She
knelt down by her child and rubbed his cheek.
"Mommy told you to wait outside, honey. Mommy needs to
see the doctor. I'll be out in a minute."
"You were making noise!" Kevin wailed.
"It's ok. It's the medicine the doctor is giving mommy.
Now come on, wait in the chair until mommy is done.
The boy turned and started down the hall. Casey was
about to rip off her dress and jump into the arms of Dr.
Stevens when she noticed the office door opening.
It was the nurse!
Casey jumped in, but now more carefully pulled her
dress up over her body.
"What's wrong?" Dr. Stevens asked.
"Your nurse is back!" He seemed about to grab her, but
her quickly moving body provided no easy opportunity. "I
have to go!" she straightened the dress down her curved body
and started for the door.
"Wait!" the doctor called to her. She turned. The
doctor knelt to the floor, and picked up her silk black
panties. he slid across the floor, without rising, and
motioned for Casey to lift her foot. She accommodated him,
first with the left, then the right. Casey reared her head
back as she felt the warmth of his hands slide the silky
fabric up the length of her legs. He brought them to her
crotch, hiking the dress up as he did. He pulled the silk
panties between her legs, adjusted them, then placed a soft
kiss on her cunt.
"Would you like a house call?" he asked.
"Oh, yes!" Casey answered as she pressed her hips
against his face.
The doctor dropped her dress, waved to Kevin and then
whispered into Casey's ear, "I have your address, when can I
come?"
"Give me one hour!" she breathed.
She took Kevin's hand, and headed for the door. She
said good-bye to the nurse, and practically forced her young
boy into a sprint as she headed for the car.
They were on the road a few moments before Kevin broke
the silence.
"What was he doing to you, mommy?"
Casey didn't look at her child. She started ahead,
through the windshield, and tried to bite down the wave of
unsatisfied lust. She finally answered.
"He was making mommy feel good."
The hour cascaded from emotion to emotion. Casey burst
in the door, ready and willing to hop into her husband's bed
and await the slow eager fucking of the good doctor.
But the earlier excitement was starting to wear off.
She wasn't a whore. She wasn't a slut. She loved her
husband, her marriage, and her child as much as she ever
had. If it wasn't for fixation on being a mother, she could
live a completely normal life sharing her body with only her
husband. If only he would impregnate her again.
But he wouldn't. Despite her pleas, her refused to have
another child. So, instead of having a new babe of her own
suckling at her breast, she had to secretly `borrow' the
tiny mouths of her friends babies. The sexual release given
by those, sweet little lips was far greater than smoothest,
most rhythmic motion of her husband's penis.
Kevin was put to bed. Her son's prodding eyes wouldn't
interfere with her sexual fulfillment again. But as it was
starting to look, that fulfillment wouldn't come tonight
anyway. Not unless she could baby-sit again.
The image of breast-feeding a tender child returned to
her mind. With it came the low, barely conscious lust that
swirled between her legs and up to her nipples. Without
though, she found herself unbuttoning her dress and moving
her hands to her breasts. Her fingers were poor substitutes
for a sucking mouth, but the pinches relieves some of the
unanswered want.
Her left hand continued to pinch and squeeze her left
nipple as she allowed her right hand to move between her
legs. This was the greatest paradox of her little turn-on:
no baby could ever satisfy her vaginally, no matter how
vigorously he sucked for milk on her tit.
"Oh, God!" Casey gasped. Not from the pleasure she
stimulated in herself, but from the missing pleasure her
twisting perversions were creating. If only her husband
would make love to her, be with her, and once again create
life with her.
The doorbell rang. It was the doctor, undoubtedly.
Casey moved to the door, stopping to re-button her
dress before she opened the door. She buttoned it all the
way, no cleavage, no enticing jiggle to inspire the good
doctor. She opened the door.
"Hello." he said. Dr. Stevens was still dressed in his
lab coat. Evidently he had come straight from the office. Of
course, he did... Casey thought... he thinks he's going to
fuck a beautiful woman.
She went to speak, but was interrupted by a deep wet
kiss that suddenly met her lips. Casey backed inside, hoping
none of the neighbors saw the moment of extra-marital
transgression.
His hand was on her breast before she could part their
lips. He was here to fuck, and had no intention of wasting a
second.
"Is the boy put away?" he excitedly breathed.
"Yes, um, but.." Casey pulled his groping hand from her
chest. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I can't go through with it!"
"What? But you-"
"I know, I wanted it then. But, Oh please understand,
this isn't what I want."
"What do you want?"
Casey realized she couldn't tell him that she wanted
babies to suck her breasts. She couldn't tell him that the
greatest sexual pleasure she received was nursing an infant,
even when her breasts had long since stopped lactating.
"I want to be with my husband. I love my husband." This
explanation should do. It would be the easiest understood,
the most typical excuse for the situation.
She expected some kind of a fight, or at least a
further attempt at seduction, but the good doctor backed
away.
"I'm so sorry, I know I lead you on. I know it's my
fault."
The good doctor didn't answer. He stepped to the door,
opened it, and Casey figured he would step outside, and
leave as excited as when he arrived. He didn't.
A women stepped in the doorway. It took a moment of
recognition for Casey to realize it was the nurse.
"Uhh, what is she-" Casey began.
The nurse, still attired in her tight, shapely uniform,
reached off to the side and pulled a stroller towards her.
Casey felt her heart jump as she saw the tiny infant inside.
In a moment, mother and baby were inside. The nurse
reached up to the zipper that ran down her chest, and
promptly slid it down to her waist. Her uncovered breasts
nearly burst into view, but the tightness of the top only
showed a cleavage as deep and plunging as Casey's. She wore
no bra, and slid her open hand to her right breast as if to
check its fullness. She reached down to the stroller, and
lifted her infant out and to her chest. She pulled aside the
white fabric of the uniform, exposing an erect, milking
nipple.
"Ohh!" Casey moaned as the tiny mouth encompassed the
nurses tit. her own breast twitched with the fire of
jealousy.
"Why don't you take me to the bedroom?" the nurse
instructed.
Casey was too absorbed in the suckling infant to argue,
she backed down the hallway, barely breaking her gaze of the
sucking child to see where she was going. Dr. Stevens
remained behind, and the nurse closed the bedroom door one
inside.
"Open your dress." she instructed Casey.
Casey fumbled with the buttons, still watching the
child drink its mother's milk. She didn't even think about
baring her breasts in front of this woman. If there was any
chance the toddler was to be placed on one of her own
breasts, she had to take it.
"I watched you this afternoon. I watched you nurse my
child."
"What?" Casey was dumbfounded. "How?"
"The security camera. It was no accident I left my baby
with you. I wanted to see if you would do what you did."
"I don't understand. Kim-"
"Kim was with me. She helped arrange it. Your child's
accident was most opportune. We're mothers, Casey. You and
I. I understand your needs just as you do. They're my needs,
too. Here..." she pulled the babe from her dripping tit and
handed it to Casey. She wasted no time maneuvering the young
mouth to her breast.
"Ohh..." she moaned loudly as she relaxed into the bed.
The cute, tiny suctions on her nipple melted the tension
that had been building in her body. "Ohh..." she wailed
again. tears nearly formed in her eyes.
"My name is Susan..." the nurse said as she slid over
to Casey on the bed. She lifted Casey's dress from her
covered breast, and examined the wholesome pair.
"Who are you?" Casey asked as she noticed the ring on
Susan's finger. . "Are you his wife?"
"No." she answered. "I'm his lover."
"Doesn't your husband wonder where his baby is?"
"It's not my husband's baby..."
Casey wanted to be shocked, but felt a twitch between
her legs. She knew what the comment meant. It was the
doctor's baby. The potent doctor's child...
"Kim's... Kim's baby..." she barely breathed...
Susan leaned forward, kissed Casey's cheek, and
whispered back, "Not her husbands..."
"Ohh! Ohhh!" Casey moaned
"You have very lovely breasts." She said. "Beautiful
for nursing."
Casey opened her eyes. "What are you doing?" What was
Susan saying, what was she implying?
Susan spread her hand across Casey's unused breast.
Casey jumped at the touch, but not enough to disturb the
suckling child.
"You're so beautiful." Susan said. "I want to make love
with you. I want us to share our motherhood." Casey looked
petrified. She had never had a lesbian affair. She had never
been touched by a woman.
"It's a trade." Susan went on. "My baby at your breast
for my loving your body. It's a win-win trade. From one
mother to another, I will please you."
Casey wanted to think about the proposition. She wanted
to weight the pros and cons, but knew she couldn't part with
the infant child. Susan watched a moment as Casey reveled in
the tiny sucking, then descended on Casey's other breast.
The trade was made.
"Mmm! Mmm! Oh Casey" Susan sucked and nibbled at
Casey's right tit. Casey found the dual sucking gave her an
added rush, and moaned aloud at the new touch. She felt her
legs fall apart, and the begins of an orgasm stir between
her legs. Susan sucked for about a minute, pulling and
stretching the nipple as she vigorously took it into her
mouth. The contradiction was mesmerizing. On her left, a
gentle infant sought life-giving milk in a quiet, innocent
sucking. On her right, a full-grown woman, beautiful and
developed, sought sexual gratification from Casey's
femininity.
Susan broke off her salivating lips and moved her
fingers across Casey's left breast. She interrupted the
child's sucking, and pulled the babe from Casey's desperate
hands.
"She needs milk." Susan explained. "I'll return her
after she's had some."
Casey felt a wave of shame as she realized the
uselessness of her breasts for the infant. She eyed with
envy the full, leaking breasts of Susan, and the white
trickle that ran down her stomach as the baby returned to
its mother.
"Ohh, its so good, isn't it? So intimate... Ohh!"
She must have se the desperate, longing look in Casey's
eyes.
"Please." Susan asked. "Share my body. Take the other
one."
The beauty of the scene overcame Casey. The beautiful
brunette mother nursing her infant, and the quiet, nearly
inaudible sucking sounds coming from the innocent child.
Casey took Susan's nipple into her mouth.
The milk flowed easily, with little effort on her own
part. It slowly gushed into her mouth with warm sweetness,
and Casey gulped it down without hesitation. She kissed and
licked Susan's nipple, performing on it the actions she so
longed for on her own breast. She wanted to give Susan the
satisfaction she knew all too well she was missing herself.
The plight of the mother... the subconscious guilt of sexual
pleasure that came with mothering a child. The secret
tingles and quelled orgasms that inevitable sprouted in the
mother's body as her newborn sucked at the nip. Casey fought
it for so long when she had Kevin, refusing to touch herself
or even softly whimper at the joyous sensations that spread
through her. She regretted it now. She wished she had
embraced the orgasms that sprouted inside her, and relished
the ecstasy her newborn baby could bring.
Susan was urging her back onto the bed. Casey removed
her mouth from her friend's breast, and rested quietly on
her back. Susan knelt over her, squeezing her own breast as
she did. The warm milk squirted onto Casey's breasts below.
With one free hand, Susan spread the liquid over
Casey's buxom frame, especially onto her nipples. She slowly
lowered the child back into Casey's arms, who promptly
returned it to her breast.
Casey felt the wetness of the milk on her other breast.
She caressed it as the baby's attention focused on the
other.
"I'm going to lick your pussy."
The comment from Susan was more welcome than Casey
would have ever anticipated. The growing lust and need
between her legs seemed to cry out with joy at the
announcement. her vagina, too would be satisfied. So she
rested comfortably as Susan hiked up her dress and rubbed
her thighs, crotch, and clit with the slow delicateness of
an understander. She kissed about Casey's flesh as she
pulled the black, silky panties down. Her kisses were
tender, loving, and yes, motherly. Casey recognized the
application of Susan's lips to her thighs, knees, and lips
of her pussy as being like those a mother plants on her
child's forehead. A loving, re-assuring kiss that was far
too innocent to be sexual.
Indeed, Susan's fingers caressed Casey's vagina with
the same motherly intent. Like the attention a son gets when
hit in the elbow with a baseball, Susan rubbed, caressed,
and soothed Casey's aching pussy. Casey continued to enjoy
the infant at her breast, despite the slowing of its sucks.
Susan had yet to apply her tongue between Casey's legs.
But her earlier proclamation would come true -- after a
necessary step. Susan wedged her head between Casey's legs,
bringing her dangling breast in contact with Casey's cunt.
Casey's had become so sensitive, she could easily detect the
poking nipple.
Susan squeezed, and Casey gasped as she felt the warm
milk squirt into her. It tricked into her pussy, tickling
her with an innocence and purity far beyond that of male
sperm. She had no choice but to move her hand to her crotch,
and let the milk run through her fingers along with her wet
pubic hair.
"Uhuhuh..." Casey breathed with an almost calming
ecstasy. "Ohh, yess!" her voice picked up as Susan's first
lick glided across her clitoris
Casey realized the sights of the room once again. The
ceiling, the shadows of the curtains, and of course, the
shapely naked body of Susan a few inches away. She was
moving off to the side, the reason for which wasn't
immediately apparent. Then her eyes re-focused on the
doorway visible between her legs and the naked man staring
at her with lustful intent. It was the good doctor.
He didn't say a word. He walked up to Casey's glowing
body and positioned himself between her legs.
"He's going to give you a baby..." Susan whispered into
Casey's ear.
The smooth shaft of Dr. Steven's penis filled her in
slow, gentle strokes. Casey again relaxed into the sheets,
knowing full well this slow, loving fucking would not be
interrupted. She would receive the good doctor's sperm in
cherished orgasm. His precious, life-carrying sperm that
would once again allow her to bear a child and truly be a
mother.
Susan began a slow sucking of Casey's right breast. The
left still felt the attention of the infant mouth. She felt
her body cum freely, and her consciousness ebb with
unbelievable pleasure.
"Lick my pussy." Susan had moved atop her, her back to
the good doctor. Her crotch was an in from Casey's face. The
doctor continued his slow, deliberate fucking of her cunt.
The baby continued it's slow, deliberate sucking a her
breast. She now began her slow deliberate licking of Susan's
pussy.
The three moaned in chorus. Dr. Stevens moved his
hands to Susan's breasts, and increased his pace into Casey.
He was fucking her, but it was still a pure, loving fuck. A
beautiful fuck. They were a family... the suckling babe...
the sharing mothers... the handsome daddy's hardened cock.
Casey cried out with orgasm. The sound of it was loud
and electric. The release of sexual longing flooded out her
cunt, mixing with the sperm ejaculating into her, and
flooded out her mouth into the vagina of the precious mother
above her. It flooded to her nipples, and promised a supply
of milk with her new pregnancy.
Their bodies soon huddled together in the bed, joined
by beauty and love and nakedness. Casey was about to fall
into sleep, when she heard Susan whisper in her ear. "We'll
be back in nine months..."
Casey relaxed into bed, knowing she had found
fulfillment.
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