Milking Aunt Julie Part 1 (Ped, Inc)

My story took place couple of decades ago, in summer of 1991 to
be exact. I had just celebrated my 15th birthday before the
summer recess just around the time Aunt Julie giving birth to her
first baby.  Aunt Julie is my mother’s youngest sister and she
was in her very early twenties when she gave birth. That made me
only eight or nine years younger to her.  In fact before she got
married to Uncle Tom, she occasionally played Nintendo with me
whenever she visited my mom and had sat for me several times. I
always thought that she was very cool since we had the same
interests in things like music, movies and she always treated me
as a peer, not as her nephew.

After she got married, they bought a house that was couple of
blocks down the street. Aunt Julie always said that she felt
secured having us nearby and that and that alone prompted them to
shop for a house near our neighborhood. In any case, besides
being my favorite aunt, Aunt Julie was petite,  very beautiful
with red hair, green eyes, very fair with ivory like skin. To top
it all off, she had good size breasts with pointed nipples that
stood out and bounced when she walked. Even as a young teenager,
her breasts and lovely smile always fared to captivate me.

Few weeks after Aunt Julie gave birth to Thomas Jr, Uncle Tom had
to return to work after exhausting all of his vacation.  Two days
later, Aunt Julie fell in the bathtub spraining her ankle
severely and bruising her right shoulder that added another hitch
to their problems. Uncle Tom managed to take few more days off
from work to attend to Aunt Julie, but when they couldn’t find
someone reasonable and reliable to assist Aunt Julie and Thomas
Jr, They asked if I could spend the day with her for $10.00 a day
and I eagerly agreed. My parents also approved since they really
didn’t like the idea of me spending the entire day home alone,
playing Mario Brothers. On top of earning $10.00 a day,
possibility of being sent to a summer camp had me worried and
therefore I saw the opportunity as a win, win situation.

After ridding the bicycle with my Nintendo player to Aunt Julie’s
place, I normally stuck around till Uncle Tom came home. Other
than little things that Aunt Julie asked me to do, the only major
tasks that I had to perform were  picking up little Thomas and
handing over to her for feeding or placing him on the changing
table for a dipper change. My job was easy, even though boys my
age may find it to be humiliating, but $10.00 a day was too much
to me to give up. Besides I had many opportunities to take
glimpse at Aunt Julie’s full breasts when she fed the baby and it
was equally thrilling to see her hop around the house with aid of
her crutches wearing loose dresses that left little for
imagination.

Around the same time, little Thomas developed frequent diarrhea
and vomiting soon after the feeding time. When the pediatrician
suspected that Thomas couldn’t digest his mother’s milk, Aunt
Julie was asked to switch to baby formula which cured Thomas’s
digestive problems.

That day, I sat in the living room playing video games after
Thomas went to sleep.  I don’t remember seeing Aunt Julie going
pass me to the kitchen, but when I became thirsty, I decided to
go grab a can of pop from the refrigerator.  As I approached the
doorway, I spotted her standing by the kitchen sink. From the
first look I noticed something was odd and it took me another
moment to notice that she had her breasts out in the open.  I
froze for a moment not knowing what do. For some reason I thought
Aunt Julie was playing with her breasts and therefore felt weird
to continue into the kitchen. I took another peek at Aunt Julie’s
breasts that were partly visible from where I stood and tried to
drag my heavy feet out of the kitchen. As I turned, Aunt Julie
became aware of my presents and asked;

“Do you need something Chris?’

“Aghh.. I came to get something to drink” I said with a wobbly
voice.

“Don’t mind me Chris, go ahead” She said without interrupting
what she was doing. I quickly opened the fridge, grab a can of
pop and turned go back when she spoke again.

“I am very sore here, that’s why I have do this” This time she
turned her face. “I don’t know why I am telling you this, I know
you won’t understand”
I was unsure of what I just heard from Aunt Julie, so I asked
“Are you hurt?”

This time she partly turned her body towards me, leaning her back
against the counter. By doing so, she gave my first eyeful view
of her full twin peaks. Her large pale skinned delicious looking
breasts were gorgeous. Her aureoles were pink, big and swollen
with her nipples hard and pointed straight out. I was astonished
and electrified and my dick became hard instantly. My mouth must
have dropped down to my chest while my eyes widened to the size
of tennis balls. Then she smiled and explained her dilemma.

“No I am not hurt Chris, but since Thomas is allergic to my milk,
I have to empty milk from my breasts couple of times a day or
they become very sore. Uncle Tom got me that thing, but I can’t
get the darn thing to work right” She said pointing to a weird
looking thing with a suction bulb that attached to a suction cup.

“Do you need any help?” I asked. I was unable to move my eyes
from her splendid mounts that I was only able to dream of seeing
few minutes ago.  Aunt Julie laughed, and then said;

“If I let you help, I am going to get an earful from everyone,
including your parents” Disappointed with her answer, I mumbled
“Ok” and turned again towards the living room. Before I could
take two steps forward, she spoke again.

“Hey Chris, maybe you can help, but you can’t tell anyone”  I was
overjoyed. I literally zoomed to her aid.

“Now remember, if anyone finds out I will have to kill you. I am
only asking for your help because my breasts are sore and can’t
empty milk from my left breasts with this bad shoulder” She
paused for a moment while I patiently waited for instructions.
“See if you can figure out how that darn suction thing works”

I grabbed the device then Aunt Julie had me place the suction cup
on her left breast. Keeping one hand on the suction cup, I
squeeze the suction bulb several times, impatiently wanting to
see her milk spraying into the attached small plastic jar, but
only few drops came out.

“That’s the problem. This darn thing is no good!” Aunt Julie
complained.  Then she held and squeezed her right breast with her
fingers amazingly enough that produced good amount of milk.

“If you are up to it, you can squeeze the other side like I just
did”  I didn’t need further directions. I enthusiastically
accepted her request and squeezed her left nipple as she showed,
between my thumb and the index finger. Aunt Julie moaned as my
squeezes made her milk to run off her nipple. I was excited
beyond belief. More I squeezed her nipple, more milk flew flowed.
I was thrilled as Aunt Julie moaned and changed my position to
have a better control and by doing so, I remember brushing my
cloth covered hard-on around her hips. I wasn’t sure if she
noticed, but I didn’t bother to move since I had better leverage
to empty milk from her breast from that angle.

I stopped when Aunt Julie asked me to and ran to the bathroom to
jack off.

Rest of the day was uneventful, but following day when I saw Aunt
Julie hopping on her crutches towards the kitchen,  my cock
twitched immediately. She went pass me without bothering to ask
for my assistance as I had hoped. My desire to see and squeeze
her breasts again was so great and therefore I followed her and
asked if she needed any help.

“Thank you Chris. Are you offering to help your aunt because she
needs help or you enjoy helping?” she said with a smirk. I am
sure she noticed my face turning red. I felt deprived and
embarrassed. Without saying a word, I turn and headed to the
living room.

“I am sorry Chris, I was just kidding with you. Of course your
aunt needs your help. You did a great job yesterday, but I didn’t
want to trouble you. That’s why I didn’t ask” I was relieved and
rushed back to her aid. As she asked, I took a warm wash cloth
and rubbed her breasts with it, and then squeezed one nipple
until she was empty. Needless to say that was hard during the
whole time and again I leaned against her side to rub my erection
gently, not wanting her to notice what I was doing.

Once I was done with one side, I had the strange yearning to
taste her milk. My fingers were already sticky with her milk and
without thinking twice I licked them to find what her milk taste
like. It didn’t taste bad at all. It did taste somewhat sweet
with a hint of saltiness. I turned my hand and licked the other
side and then looked at her beautiful eyes and smiled. I must
have surprised her when I tasted her milk off my fingers, but she
remained quite till I started working on her other breast. I was
already getting little adventurous and taking the every break
that I got to caress and fondle her breast, while squeezing to
milk it. Then suddenly Aunt Julie broke the silence and asked;

“What does my milk taste like?”

“It is sweet” I replied

“Do you like the taste of it?”

I wasn’t sure where the conversation was headed, but I was quick
to say “Oh yes, I love the taste”

She moaned softly as I kept milking her and then broke the
silence again and commented “Too bad I have to waste my milk”
then another moment or so later she asked if I want to taste more
of her milk and I hungrily said yes and licked my fingers again.

“No Chris, do you want to drink my milk from my breasts? I hate
wasting something that Thomas cannot have, but you love the taste
of”

 I stopped licking my fingers  and looked at her to if she was in
sane. She looked as her normal self, but  I noticed a faint dark
cloud of sadness on her face. My dick was hard as a rock and here
I am presented with a wonderful unforgettable opportunity of
squeezing my beautiful aunt’s magnificent breasts and now she is
asking if I wanted to suck them dry?

“All you have to do is to place your mouth and suck without
biting me. I am glad milk won’t go to waste if you like the
taste”

Then she turned sideways offering a breast, holding it from
under. I was still speechless, but couldn’t believe my luck. I
bend my back placing one arm on the countertop and hurriedly took
her breast into my mouth and sucked the nipple. It took couple of
tries to get to the correct position around her wonderful flesh,
but when I did, my mouth was rewarded with sweet creamy and warm
liquid. As I kept drinking, I heard her moan, perhaps being happy
to be relieved of her pain. I turned my neck in the opposite
direction, still keeping her nipple in my mouth. This time I had
to remove my arm from the countertop and placed it around her
ribcage, bringing my aunt closer. I soon realized that my other
hand had found her right breast, while my cock came closer to her
body, relishing its shape and warmth. I heard another sigh from
Aunt Julie and then a cry from little Thomas.

“Thomas is up. He had a long nap this morning” Aunt Julie pulled
back and I reluctantly let her breasts go and rushed to the
restroom. It took flat two minutes to me to shoot my load into a
toilet paper, but all along I visualized that I was fucking
between Aunt Julies soft round flesh and shooting into her
sensual lips.

Once little Thomas went back to sleep, we had lunch. After I
cleaned the table she said that she was still sore since she
wasn’t able to empty her breasts because Thomas got up and asked
if I wanted to help her again. I was eager to help.

“You almost broke your neck trying to help me this morning. Let’s
find a place that’s going to be comfortable for you”

She said and hopped to the bedroom with I followed her. Aunt
Julie lay down on bed, turned sideways and invited me the lay by
her side, to which I quickly complied. Knowing what was expected
of me, I didn’t need further directions to unbutton the front of
dress and to let out her twin peaks. Once they were out, I placed
my mouth over one and resumed where we left off. I found the
position to be much more comfortable. I placed one arm around her
to bring her closer to me and she held the breast in position to
me to milk her. Then I soon found lying face to face had other
incentives. During all this, Aunt Julies dress had risen up her
legs and my cloth covered dick stood between her round thighs
adding to my pleasure.

Then it got better when she pushed up and placed the other nipple
in my mouth. Since she had difficulty putting weight on her
shoulder, she brought her upper body on to me. For the second
time, I was hard and not sure how I held back when our body’s
made contact.

The feeling was heavenly. Getting bolder by the minute, I fondled
her other breast with my hand while milking one. Occasionally, I
let go the breast from my mouth and swirled my tongue around her
nipple. When she asked why I did that, I joked by saying that I
caught a drop with my tongue that would have been wasted
otherwise. Then soon I found holding Aunt Julie closer by placing
a hand over her round ass, to which she didn’t object. Then once
I was satisfied and her breasts were empty of milk, I stuck my
face between her melons and kissed there fanatically.

Aunt Julie let out a sigh and thanked me. Then asked; “How did
that feel?”

“Great, but felt weird thought” Then she did something that I
hadn’t expect in my wildest dreams. She placed her index finger
on my bulge and asked; “Do you mean it felt weird here?” and
giggled.

I got up and went into the bathroom again. For the second time
that day, I shot my load visualizing Aunt Julie.

The next day she called me immediately after little Thomas went
to sleep. We got back into the same positions, facing each other
before I started milking her. I was impatient and bit bolder. I
didn’t hesitate to play with her breasts as I milk them or to
gently rub my dick anywhere possible, knowing by previous
experience that Aunt Julie wasn’t going to object.

While I was working on her second breast, she snuck her hand
between our body’s and placed it on my tummy, then minute later
she rubbed the area gently, while I held her, fondle her breasts
and milked her as I wished.

Then I froze. I felt her warm fingers slipping under my waist
band and searching for something. I worried that she was going to
find my dick in full attention, which wasn’t supposed to happen
between an aunt and a nephew. Her fingers wandered around my
pubic for a little while then slipped further down and found the
base of my cock.

I gasped for air, then held her tightly again and placed my face
between her mounds exhaling her aroma as she cupped my cock-head.
I had never felt someone’s hand over my cock, but her hand had
amazing soothing properties that caused my cock to jolt
violently, before it shot persistently. I held her tight till she
spoke.

“I was tired of seeing you mess up my bathroom, but now I have to
wash your pants before you go home”

Aunt Julie gave her excuse and then giggled again. I was too
excited to speak. When I got off the bed and dropped my pants as
she ordered, my cock was still hard and she got an eye full of it
and grinned. I knew that I was more developed than boys my age,
but I assumed that she has seen bigger and thicker cocks.
I was given a pair of Uncle Tom’s boxes to ware while my own
cloths were being washed and dried. After lunch, followed by
feeding of little Thomas, I decided to initiate the next round as
we had done in previous day. Without asking if she was sore, I
guided her to the bedroom.

“You must really like my milk Chris” she said and I hurriedly
took my position.

This time I touched her as I wished, but tried to show her my
touch was unintentional fearing to provoke her in anyway. I also
found Aunt Julie to be more relaxed, she pushed her breast into
my mouth several times and placed her hand on my ass clasping and
pulling me closer. I was in heaven again and for the first time,
I stopped thinking  and started to let my hands wander her gouges
body. Only once she pulled my hand out, that was when I managed
to get a hand between her inner thighs.

When it became impossible to me to endure the pain inside the
boxes that wore, I unbutton the crotch, letting my pre-cum coated
cock settled between her wonderfully round thighs, she snuck her
hand down and held it tightly. I worried her touch would cause me
to shoot again.

“Let me pay you back Chris. You have helped milking me several
times, maybe I can milk you this time” She whispered holding my
cock. It took me few moments to realize what she offered and I
thought that she was planning to jack me off again. I immediately
dropped my boxes and lay on my back.
“Stand on the floor and come closer” Aunt Julie murmured. I
obeyed.

She held my cock with both hands, caressing it softly. “My
goodness, you have a nice tool for a boy your age” Then she
leaned and kissed the head with her lips and corrected her
earlier statement by saying;

 “You have a good size tool for anyone any age. I can’t even make
a fist around it” and chuckled. It was too much to me to take. My
cock kept pulsing violently and was steel hard again. Then slowly
she ran her tongue from the base of my balls up the shaft of my
dick, looked up to see my reaction, and then took my cock-head in
her mouth. I moaned as my cock entered her mouth and held her
head tightly as she began guiding her head forward and backward,
while she slurped at my cock. She kept much saliva as possible in
her mouth to make my cock slide in and out while giving me the
maximum pleasure as possible.

“Do you like being milked? Aunt Julie asked withdrawing my cock
from her mouth and jacking it off with her hand.

“Ugh… I love it Aunt Judie, I really love it”

She ducked her head and swallowed my cock again. Her red hair
fell forward like a curtain, hiding her face from my eyes. Her
lips slid up and down my shaft while her tongue seemed to be
mapping every curve of my dick. Having cum before, I managed to
last longer this time, but not to my satisfaction. Soon I shot my
first jets deep into Aunt Julie’s throat as I had been dreaming,
then she willingly sucked and swallowed succeeding jets even
though some escaped between her lips. Even after my ejaculation
stopped, she kept sucking my cock till the baby woke up again.

 “We can milk each other if you like again tomorrow”  She winked
while I got dressed.



  
Milking Aunt Julie Part 1