Hello there, my beautiful dear readers! <3 How is it going? Have you been good? Have you been missing me? I feel like it’s been forever since I last wrote a post for you, and you see, my life is full of those kinky adventures, so let me please you with another one today. Are you ready? Take a seat and enjoy. 😉
This story takes place back in summer last year. My sister, her husband and their kids were in the city, visiting us, since we had planned our family vacations together. Honestly, I was really excited to have them home with me, we’ve always been close and have too much fun when we’re together, but it had been months since we last spent vacations together, because my sister was pregnant and she didn’t feel like traveling. No beach, no woods, no anything. I couldn’t wait to finally be with them!
My plans, our plans, however, turned out different. It was the second day together and we were supposed to visit the zoo, since the kids had been excited about it for almost two months. It was fair to let them do something fun in the city before we left for another country.
None of us were expecting my sister to say she was not going to the zoo, but that was the answer we got when, early that sunday, we asked her to get ready so we could leave. She said she was not feeling okay, that her head hurt and she was not in the mood to leave the house.
The tickets were already bought and it was damn hard getting them because of the pandemic, and honestly, none of us wanted to make the kids sad. So, my husband and my brother in law agreed to take them to the zoo while I stayed home with my sister, because I felt bad leaving her alone with the baby and I also wanted to be there if she needed anything. Not that the baby was a restless child, but just in case.
Once we were alone, my sister confessed to me what was really going on. She said she did not want to go out because there was something she felt uncomfortable and embarrassed about: her breasts had an oversupply of milk and she needed to use the breast pump constantly to drain it, because if she did not, it would make her breasts hurt and her clothes would be a mess. And of course, she did not want to be using that weird thing in the zoo. I totally understood and let her know it was okay, we could do something else while we waited for our family to be back.
My profile on Chaturbate was set as offline and unavailable and it would stay like that for a week, because I really wanted to enjoy my vacations, I could not spend my days working. So, offering a live show that day was no option, even though I have to admit, I was already missing it. I mean, I do that almost every day.
However, my sister kept asking about my work and I decided to show her, logging into my account and opening some model’s profiles so she could get an idea of what everything was about.
My sister is not someone that would judge other people. Certainly, she is not exactly an extrovert or adventurous person, and she is kind of shy, but she is not against my work or other people’s way of living their sexual life. She actually had fun watching the girls and asking me things about what we do in the website.
I told her about what I usually do when I’m online, about the people who watch my live shows and the things they usually ask me to do. From the simplest, like dancing to the rhythm of a song, to the most kinky and crazy. You know what I’m talking about, I’ve already told you several things here.
She and I had always been very close and we have a lot of trust in each other, she is like a best friend for me and I know she feels the same about me. As we talked about my live sex shows, she felt comfortable enough to tell me about her relationship with her husband and how lately, after having her baby, he would not touch her.
“He’s lost interest in sex” she said, shrugging “things like… this, like dancing for him, as you say you do for these people, wear lingerie, do little shows, I’ve tried! And you know I’m not that kind of woman, but I wanted to seduce him again, and it haven’t worked”
“Damn, baby… I’m so sorry to hear that” I said, pouting. I know my brother in law is a good man and he loves her, but I also have read on internet that men lost sexual interest when their wives give birth. “Maybe it’s something temporary, how long it’s been since you last had sex?”
“Three months! Can you believe it?”
Hell no, I did not even want to. Who can spend that much time without fucking?
“I don’t know if it’s because of the baby, honestly…” she added “at first, he was even excited to have me pregnant because my boobs were growing bigger. And then he had this thing with breastfeeding, he loved to suck my nipples and get some milk” she admitted, her face flushed immediately.
I laughed. But heck, I was a little shocked too, because as I said, my sister is not exactly a kinky woman.
“And why did you stop doing that?” I asked, trying to understand.
“I don’t know. One day he just stopped. On days like this when I had an oversupply, he’d be happy to help with it, he’d put his mouth on my breasts and suck the milk and I loved it because it felt so good, I got aroused and even had an orgasm just from that. Now all I have is breasts pain and I hate it”
“Aw, baby, are they hurting too much?”
“Yup. I have to use that shitty breast pump; I hate that too because it’s cold and hard”
I had seen her using that thing the whole day before, and yes, it seemed horrible. And I was amazed at how much milk would come out of her tits and the relief her face would show afterwards. That sad look on her face was totally understable.
“Oh… come here” I opened my arms and she took a place between them, lying her head against my chest. I held her tight and lovingly stroked her dark hair. As soon as I started doing so, she began to cry and I seriously felt bad about it. “Is there anything I can do for you? Maybe get you a pill for pain or something?”
“No, sis, I just need to use the breast pump and drain the milk. Pain will eventually go away once I do so” she said, still crying. “I just think I got emotional because of what we were talking, I guess I miss my husband and I miss sex. And honestly? I feel bad because when I’m breastfeeding the baby, I get excited too and it’s wrong, but I can’t help it…”
“The nipple suction, right?”
“Yes, it feels good but it’s wrong to get aroused when my son is right there, getting his milk”
“But, did you really breastfeed your husband?” I asked teasingly, trying to make her laugh. I knew about that kink, of course.
“All the time” she said laughing, shaking her head “I mean, he did it even at times when my breasts were not full, just because he felt like sucking my tits”
“What, is breast milk delicious or something?” I started laughing too.
“Well, I’ve tasted mine at last, and it does not taste like regular milk. It’s sweet though, not bad” We both laughed again, and then she let out a soft moan as more tears fell down her cheeks. “Damn, my tits hurt just from laughing”
I looked down at her black negligee, it barely covered her body and exposed nipples. She had not dressed because it was early in the morning and she had not really left bed. Her tits were leaking drops of milk. It seemed like they would not stop. I looked away and let out a soft, nervous laugh.
My eyes fixed on her crying face and I wiped her tears away.
“Seriously, is there something I can do to help you, sis?”
“How could you help me?” she asked, defeated.
“I don’t know, maybe I can suck your milk the way your husband used to do” I said.
“What?” she started to laugh nervously and her cheeks flushed again. I had no other intention than helping her feel better, but she was too shy. She looked away from me and I felt embarrassed, thinking I shouldn’t have said anything. “It would be inappropriate, don’t you think? I mean… we’re sisters”
“Honestly, I don’t mind. I just want to help you, I’m not doing it with other intention, I just don’t like seeing you suffer and this would be a secret, a thing just between us, I won’t tell anyone” I promised her.
“Are you sure you are okay with something like that?” she asked, looking into my eyes.
My answer was a nervous nod. My sister moved away from me and started to take off her negligee. She is a beautiful woman, really pretty, her exposed tits looked amazing in front of me, firm and big. Her nipples looked big too, leaking milk non-stop. She laid on her back against a couple of pillows and looked at me.
“Come here, then, you can start”
I nodded and then leaned towards her left tit. Cupping it in my hands, I let myself feel it. It was so full, heavy and warm. I did not hesitate before moving my face closer to her chest and to her lactating nipple. It was there for me to suck, only me and her would know about it. It was our secret, I repeated to myself, and I was just doing it to help her, but the idea of what was about to happen turned me on for some reason.
My lips closed around her nipple and I slowly began to suck. I’ve done it before and I loved it, but this time it was different, this time it was my sister’s tits I was sucking. She let out a sigh of relief and put her hands over mine, pressing her breast, causing it to leak more milk. Streams of warm liquid began to fill my mouth as I tried to drink every drop. It tasted sweet as she said, nothing like the store milk, but not bad.
“God, thank you so much…” she whispered, relieved, her crying was stopping little by little.
I did not reply, I did not say anything, but I focused on sucking. As seconds passed by, I did it with more confidence, sucking a little faster so I would not miss a drop. My sister let out a moan and it did not sound painful at all; it was pure pleasure. I looked up to her face and noticed she was smiling. She started to stroke my hair with both hands in a loving way, thanking me again, telling me how good she was feeling.
“It’s okay, baby sis, I’m gonna switch and suck your other breast now, is that okay?”
She nodded and shot another sweet thanking smile at me. I pulled my lips away from her left tit and licked them before making my way to her right erect nipple. I opened my mouth and my lips gently wrapped around it; it was still producing drop after drop of warm milk.
She wrapped her arms around me and held me lovingly as I tasted her milk inside my mouth, her nipple slid so effortlessly between my lips and as soon as I started to suck, her hand pressed on her tit to keep stream after stream of milk flowing into my mouth.
She tilted her head back, her dark hair falling past her shoulders. I could tell she was enjoying what I was doing, and so was I.
“You do it so good, sis. This feels better than what my husband used to do. Do you like the way it tastes?
Would you like to do it more often?” she asked, and as I know that she’s so shy, it surprised me that she was proposing me something like that, but probably she was so lost on pleasure that she wasn’t thinking straight.
Without moving my lips from her tit, I looked up into her eyes, which were focused on me, her sister. I smiled against her skin and nodded.
As I kept working her tit to get every drop out possible, I noticed a slight movement of her arm. Turns out that as I sucked her nipple, she slowly started to lower her hand down her stomach and I knew exactly what she was trying to do.
“Sis…” she started, her voice nervous “Do you mind if I… it’s just that I need to…”
It was hard for her to say it. I did not really mind, as I said, the whole situation was turning me on, for some reason it aroused me. I shook my head and smiled at her, letting her know that it was okay. She moved her hand lower, finally reaching her pussy. My own sister was going to fingerfuck herself in front of me as I sucked her tits, and the wrongness of it was exactly what made it so good and exciting.
I moved my head so I could see everything she did without having to stop sucking her nipple. Her fingers spread her wet folds open and looked for her clit, soon as she found it, she began to rub it in circles.
“Oh, yes…” she moaned, closing her eyes, lips parted open. I enjoyed looking at her face, but quickly looked back to her pussy, relishing on the way her fingers played with her sensitive button. A few minutes went by, she kept masturbating until she got closer to the edge, she was reaching her climax, her body was tense, her face was flushed and she was loudly moaning.
As she got closer and closer to her orgasm, her free hand pressed my head harder against her tit and she began to command me to keep drinking, asking me to suck every last drop of milk. Her hand was moving faster, her fingers playing with her pussy and working her clit vehemently until, with a scream of pleasure, she arched her back and started to cum. Her sticky juices got all over the bed sheets and holy fuck! She really enjoyed what I did to her.
Instead of stopping, I kept sucking a little harder and a little faster, trying to make the sensations of her orgasm last longer. Rope after rope of her hot milk kept filling my mouth as my lips sucked her nipple.
Panting, her hand on my head began to caress my hair again as she told me how good I was doing.
She loved it and so did I. I didn’t know how much I would enjoy it until I did it, until I sucked her cute nipples and let her breastfeed me as if I was a little baby. I was so turned on, I definitely wanted to do it again.
“Are you okay?” I asked as I stopped sucking and sit back in front of her. I bit my lip as I looked at her face, there was still this expression of pleasure on it.
“Y-yes, thank you so much, sis, I’m feeling so much better”
Daring, I put a hand on her thigh and slowly moved it, caressing her soft skin. I was so horny, I needed to touch myself too, I needed to put my fingers inside my pussy and fuck myself.
“Can I help you tonight too?” I dared to ask, perfectly conscious that her breasts would be full of milk by that time and wishing to suck on her tits again.
I was a little afraid that my propose would scare her away but, instead, a smile appeared on my sister’s face and her eyes sparkled with lust before she nodded, obviously as excited as me. It was so hot; I couldn’t wait for night to come.
I would only spend a week with my sister before she left to go back home, but I was determined to make every day worth it. Every hour and every chance I had to put my mouth on her tits and suck her milk, I would take it. I guess I just loved being breastfeed by my baby sister.
What about you, readers? Have you done it? Are you tittie lovers as I am? Lol. Being breastfeed turned me on so much that I decided I wanted to include it on my live shows, I know there are plenty of you that would love to see that, isn’t that true? Let me know, I’m here to please you! And, of course, to please myself. Do you want to know what happened after this? Read me next time. 😉
Love you, hope you had a great time. <3
