Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2012 11:01:58 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None 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. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2012 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. 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. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.