("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2009. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Milk - 3 by Kage (p1kage@yahoo,com) *** Part three of the tales of my youth. Time spent with my brother and my best friend. (mf-teens, youths, reluc, inc, anal) *** PART 3 I woke the next morning eager to see what, if any, affect my brother's milk had had on mommy. It was so early that Austin, my older brother, hadn't even woken up yet. I didn't realize that it was Saturday morning until later. Nevertheless I bounded into my mother's room like it was Christmas morning hoping, no praying, that she would be awake. Maybe she'd even be up pulling the curtains back and singing to the birds like she was Mary Poppins out of those really old TV movies my dad used to watch with me. To my disappointment she wasn't even in her bed. She must have fallen asleep downstairs like she did sometimes, while watching TV. I wouldn't let my hope fade, so I took a deep breath and headed for the staircase of our townhome. "Mommy! How are you feeeeling?" I sang out to her. No answer. "Mommmmmy!" My voice trailed off as I came around the corner to the living room. There she laid, eyes partially open, mouth partially open, a little streak of shiny wetness trailing from the corner of her mouth into the throw pillow beneath her head. The TV was showing some boring infomercial. Obviously the milk I'd given her yesterday mixed into her eggs hadn't worked...yet. But I wouldn't be discouraged. It had taken a week or so for it to work on me so with mommy being bigger and older, well who knew how long or how much it would take? I sure didn't know but I knew what I needed to do. I was on a mission for mommy and I wouldn't let her down. Up the stairs I bounded. Straight for Aussie's room. When I reached his door, I tried to catch my breath so as not to frighten and anger him. I turned the knob slowly. "Aussie...you awake? Auuussie? Are you up yet?" No sound. Okay, no problem...maybe I can get him to give me some of his "milk" while he's sleeping and then I can make mommy some more eggs like I did yesterday. With that thought I moved slowly over to his bed where he lay sprawled with one arm over his face and a slight snoring sound coming from his mouth. He slept in his boxers so it was easy to jut reach inside and lightly touch his weiner. No change in his breathing. Cool. Now I was on a mission to get his milk and not wake him as well as get it to mommy. Not that waking him would really matter. I was pretty certain that he'd planned to give me a good mouth full this morning anyways since he had had a jr. high game last night and came in angry and mumbling something about losing again, soccer being for sissies, and then he'd gone straight to his room without asking me to relieve his poor balls like I usually did just about every night before bed. Regardless, I was in stealth mode now as I felt for his pink pee pee while watching his sleeping face, at least the parts of it that I could see under his arm. This was like that Operation game we used to have. No teeth and the nose won't light up. Hee hee. Slowly, gently I pulled the precious head to the opening of his loose underwear. I could smell a little of his sweat, a bit of a grassy smell, and a little bit of pee smell on his underwear. Overall it smelled kinda good. It reminded me of daddy when we used to mow the lawn. I missed him. That's another story though. I focused on Aussie now. At least on his pee pee. I touched it lightly up and down and was delighted in the reaction that I received. Just by my touch it grew, little by little. Not to full length but certainly to a size that would make it easy for me to get my lips around versus the scared little turtle head it looked like when I first opened his boxers. Trying not to smile I moved towards it while trying to keep an eye on his face for any signs of wakening. I stuck my tongue out and touched it gently. There wasn't even the usual clear, sticky pee that usually was on it in the mornings or nights when he came to me for milking. That didn't matter though. I knew that what I, what mommy, needed was in there just waiting for me to bring it out. My lips closed around his soft, warm cock and I breathed hot air on it as my tongue flickered around the tasty, mushroom top head. I was hoping that maybe it might just squirt out what I needed for mommy right away but no such luck. What I did feel though was the lengthening and firming of his lovely little rocket. I moved my mouth up and down the sprouting three or four inches of his cock. My tongue, moving up and down like a velvet rug. Tugging ever so gently at the underside of his flesh. Gently tugging for the salty, sweet nectar that mommy and I needed so much. I smiled around his cock as the first few drops of slick goodness touched my tongue. It wouldn't be long now. My eyes moved between his sparse hairs and his tight belly. I wanted to see his face to see if he was still sleeping but from this position and with his arm in the way there was little chance of that. Just when I felt that he was at his full length a thought struck me, I had forgotten my cup! Oh no, what was I to do? I likely wouldn't be able to carry his milk downstairs in my mouth without swallowing at least half of it. I could spit it out in my hand but I knew that every time I'd tried that that I lost some between my fingers. My mind whirled as my tongue swirled around his hard cock. "Uuuugh...yeah...yeah baby...do me...huh?...What are you doin' in here sis? Damn, can't you wait until I wake up...Geezup, you must be a nymphrocondriac or somethin'" Aussie had woken up. I must have touched his pee pee with my teeth when I panicked about where to put his milk. Darn it! "G'mornin' Aussie. Sorry to wake you....mmmph...mmmph..." "'S ok, sis...it feels really good...I'm almost 'bout to come...uungh...I was havin this awesome dream 'bout Aunnie and she was like... like the chick in that chain saw movie we watched last week... ungh.. .ummmm. Yeah... k...k..k..suck me up. Suck me up, now sis... ummmmmggghhhh... now! Get it!! Ugh! YEAH! YEAH! THAT'S IT, FUCK!!" I caught as much as I could in my mouth but he really did have a full load this morning. Even more then yesterday. I have to admit that I had to swallow a bit because he had pushed his hips up as I was trying to catch it and his weiner had gone to my throat and to keep from choking I had to drink a little. Sorry mommy. After his third or fourth spurt he settled down and that allowed me to pull back a bit and milk his cock of the last few drops the way that I'd hoped. I don't know why but I guess I imagined that the last few drops would hold the most magic while the first would likely be the oldest and less potent. Silly concept I'm sure but that's how my mind worked back then. Aussie had pulled a pillow over his head during his last convulsion and this gave me another perfect opportunity to spit out what I had caught in my cheeks into my hand. "Umm, yummy Aussie. Like you always say, "Breakfast of Champions! I'm gonna go fix mommy some more eggs. K...See ya!" As I turned the corner to the stairway I heard him shout, "That was Dad who used to say that! Hey, fix me some too!! K? And I want some ba..." It was too late. I was halfway down the stairs by the time he'd finished. It wasn't easy making it down seven steps with a hand full of milk. Okay, maybe it was just a palm full but I had little hands so it seemed like a lot at the time. As soon as I'd made it to the kitchen I grabbed a glass and poured in the creamy, slimy, boy juice into it. Again I used the glass to scrape off the egg white like residue. I tried to get it all, honest I did. What was left on my palm I licked off myself. I have to admit that I was a little worried that I'd already gone two days without a belly full of the magical elixir myself. As I took the egg carton out of the fridge I wondered if by not drinking my brother's "milk" as he and Aunt Annie called it, I might revert back to being a really flat-chested, shy, ugly no body again. Maybe I'd be so ugly Aussie wouldn't give me any more. I licked the remnants of salty sweetness from between my fingers and fought the urge to down the glass of goop right then and there. I pulled my sleeping t-shirt back a bit so that I could check out my budding nipples. They seemed to be the same as yesterday. I guess I'm ok. I'm still going to make certain Aussie gives me some more tonight. If mommy's not better tomorrow she can have the morning load. It sounded like a plan to me. Again, I heated up the pan, cracked two eggs, dropped them onto the hot pan and poured the contents of the glass onto the eggs. With a soft sided turner I gently mixed the potent concoction while quietly singing one of my favorite morning tunes. "Who lives in a Pineapple under the sea... Me and Mommy... who's hard and pink and full of milky? That would be Aussie!" I stirred and flipped the bubbling breakfast, silently praying that this would do the trick. Aussie hadn't been to the store yet so I knew there would still be no meat to add to the breakfast, but there were still two pieces of bread left. So what if one was the butt. With jam it would taste just fine. Into the toaster they go. There were also a couple of apples left in the fridge so I took one out, sliced it up and sat it on the plate along with the buttered and jammed toast. In the center I poured the delicately scrambled special eggs. "Moommmy. Wake up. See what your little angel has made you for breakfast today." No motion, no sound. Not even a fart of acknowledgement. I could hear the water from the upstairs shower going. I placed the plate on the cocktail table and gently brushed my mommy's hair aside. I wondered how she could sleep with her eyes open. I'd tried it many of times but could never seem to master it. Oh well, maybe that would come later when I was grown. "Mommy..." I kissed her on the cheek. She blinked. "Mommy, I made you breakfast again. Just me..all by myself." "Huh? Oh, mornin' precious. I was dreaming again. I was on the farm, lying in the soft sweet hay. Boxer... my horse was nearby... did I ever tell you... 'bout him? He was... he was watching over me... waving his pretty... pretty tail... keeping the flies off of me... He was so... he was... so beautiful. I miss him, miss Tyler cuz... he... left... I'm sorry... I'm sleepy baby..." "No, mommy, wake up! It's time to get up. Can you smell the delicious breakfast I made you?" "Huh? Ummm... ummm... Yeah... hey puppy bear... g'mornin' .what are you doin' up so early?" Puppy Bear? She hadn't called me that in months, maybe even years. Aussie's milk must be working!! Yes! Yes! Yes! I tried so hard to conceal my excitement "Mommy, see what I made you again? I know it's the same as before but you liked it and all and so I thought it would be good again and you seem to be doing better from it and... oh, here's a fork and a napkin... I'll go get you some juice." With that I placed the fork in her limp hand, wrapped her fingers around it and bounced into the kitchen. Opening the fridge I pulled out the orange drink and poured it into a glass. When I made it back into the living room mom was chewing and smiling at me. "Honey, this is delicious. The eggs are sooo good. They remind me so much of, of my childhood. I'm not sure why, but they do. Maybe momma made them like this. I can't remember. But, mmm they are really good. Are there any more? " Uh oh. I hadn't thought of that. There was only one egg left in the carton and no more special milk to add to it. Crap! "No mommy. But if you'd like I could pro'ly make you some more for lunch in a few hours." "Okay honey bear... mm...this is so good. Thank you!" I watched as she downed another fork full and took a bite of her toast. I was beaming as I bounded up the stairs to my room and then on to the bathroom to wash up. Just a few more times and mommy would be all better. I just knew it. As I turned on the water to the shower and rubbed the soap over my budding breasts my heart was pounding thinking of everything was all working. I felt so smart! Like a 007 secret agent or that guy off of 24. I just had to tell my best friend Michelle. She lived in the apartments across the way from ours. She was pretty...with long braids and thick lips and a round butt like Angelina Jolie - cept she was browner and not as nutso... Michelle was so cool. She could dance like no body's business and she was smart too. I wished I was as smart as her. I wished my mommy would put my blonde hair into braids like Michelle's. She was just like me, we should have been sisters. Soul sisters. She even had a brother too. Teezy. His real name was Timothy but he wanted to be a rapper so he went by Teezy. The name sounded like a retarded one of the Seven Dwarf's to me but whatever. He was always nice so I called him whatever he wanted. Michelle's family had moved here from another complex across town after it had burnt down. She called it the Helix and had told me stories about that place that just seemed like Never-Never-Land to me until now. I felt bad about not believing her before. I'd call her when I got dressed. I wondered if her brother gave her his milk. I bet that was how Michelle got her pretty lips and round butt...darn it...I bet she's been holding out on me. That witch with a b! Haha, now that I'm on the ins maybe we could maybe even share brothers. Tee hee! I couldn't wait to call her! Across the lot, twelve year old Michelle stood in her window watching her mother's Honda SUV pull out of the drive. Her brother Teezy stood behind her. A white toothed smile on his face, his left hand waving good bye, his right hand inside of the back of her pajama bottoms and panties. His long middle finger moving two knuckles deep into her ass. "Ow! Damn Teez, you need to clip your nails." Closing the blinds he spoke to her softly, "Sorry Bug... I'll take care of 'em later. Man, I thought she'd never leave." As the car turned the corner taking their mother off to work Timothy pulled his little sister's pj's and panties down to her ankles. Lifting her left leg out of the openings he bent and spread her before him nicely. Placing her hands on the window sill she assumed her well practiced position of submission. She had no beliefs of his cum having magic powers. She only knew that this was a means of keeping her brother happy, which meant to keep his nut sack empty at all times. She knew it wasn't exactly right, but then again, it wasn't exactly wrong. They weren't hurting anybody and as long as he was happy, momma was happy. If momma was happy she was happy. Plus by nine she had seen her momma bent over the kitchen table, kitchen counter, sofa, on her knees in the bathroom. This happened when they lived at the other place. Every week, late at night when they should have all been in bed fast asleep it was a new position for her momma Every week it was the same position for her. Hidden in her room staring through the crack of her bedroom door watching her mother service the landlord. Her brother had seen it to. It didn't take long for them to start reenacting what they had seen. Momma had her secret, so why should she have hers. Plus Teez gave her lunch money just about every time he did it to her. He had told her back at the Helix, where they used to live, the landlord would give the tenants a price for each act and take it off of their rent. Now he was paying her for it. Why would she argue about that? He got laid, she got laid and paid. Seemed like a win-win to her. His fingers moved slowly, in and out of her tight channel. He was wondering if he should try to fuck her there or if he should dump his load in her pussy. She still wasn't having her periods yet so that was still safe...then again...if she got pregnant all hell would break loose and momma might even put him into the Army or, God forbid, the Marines like his daddy had been in when he got blew up over in Iraq. Shaking his head he refocused and pulled his damp finger out of her ass and moved it lower to her sparsely haired, slightly moist pussy. He rubbed the slick, rubbery lips a bit before sliding his middle finger in an inch or so into her soft warmth. He felt the tight grip and knew that he'd need to work it a bit before going further. He loved his little sis and was grateful of the wonderful fortune he had with her. She was his cum cup. At least that's what he called her in his mind, always there, always handy, always willing... to a point. Giving her lunch money was no big deal. Their momma had already included the extra funds in with his allowance and she liked him to give it to his sis so that she would learn that men were supposed to give women money and not the other way around. No big deal to him. Wasn't his money to begin with. Feeling the tight, young lips of her pussy had made him so hard. but her round ass was so inviting. Moving his finger from one hole to the next and back he thought to himself "I'm Teezy, get busy, gonna fuck the hell outta this cutie. My duty, fa shezee, is to dig in deep o' this pussy... uh..uhh... yeah... That's nice... Damn, I gotta write that down." Dropping his already hanging pants and pulling his clean white Calvin Klein underwear down beneath his heavy balls he rubbed his cock between the young girl's ass cheeks. "Um, yeah, you got a nice apple bottom ass sis. You know you got that from Momma's side o' the fam cuz Dad's fam got them flat asses...You jus gotta let me stick it in there one o these days. I'll even pay you double" "Uh, uh..tha's gonna hurt...do it right...please...." Smiling he slid the purple head down, over her clinched, brownish butt hole, up again, then down into the brown rimmed pink, tight, velvety opening between her pussy lips. It looked like a beautiful steak, medium...not too rare...not over cooked...just right. With that he pushed in slowly, then pulled out a bit, feeling her moisten up he pressed another inch or so into her. In and out he pressed until his full thick, six inches was buried nut deep into her tight snatch. He pulled back and pressed in again, then out again, as she moistened he quickened. It was so tight, so smooth, so hot, so good. "Ummm, yeah" he moaned, eyes closed, relishing the sensations her tender most parts were giving him. Opening his eyes a bit Teezy loved the heart shape of her perfect brown ass in his hands. Thinking to himself "God sure knew what he was doin' when he made women. So irresistible... uh, uh, uh." He watched a bit of pink pull out of her tight hole when he pulled back. His thick cock was shiny with her wetness. Ummm, it was so, so good. As he felt her hole wet up even more, allowing him deeper, smoother access, he hastened the pace. The staccato sound of their bodies slapping together was all that little Michelle's mind could hear. Teezy admired the veins in his cock as it pistoned in and out of her young hole. There's nothing better then looking at your own dick, he thought and laughed to himself. He looked at her puckering little ass hole and wondered if he could fit it all in there in less then ten strokes. When she let him try to get it in there the other day it had taken so long just to get an inch in with all of her cryin' and whinin' that it had pretty much ruined the moment for him so he ended up pulling out and sticking it back in her slot. Plus her pussy was still so tight that fucking her ass was really more of a challenge then an actual physical need. He was sure she was just actin' like it had hurt so bad. Hell, he'd watched dozens of women in porn take dicks a lot bigger then his up their poop shoot without so much bs. Yeah, he was gonna hit that tiny hole deep the next time momma was out of town. Then he'd plant a flag on one of sis' perfect globes like the man on the moon did. Fa sho. Little beads of sweat sprouted like morning dew and slowly rolled down Michelle's cheeks and down onto her forearms. Teezy felt his own sweat roll down the center of his back. His tight abdomen muscles showing his youthful six pack. The veins in his arms bulging as he squeezed the smooth cheeks of his little sister's ass. Like a fan he spread her ass open when he pushed in, closing it again when he pulled out. He had his rhythm. Eyes closed, lost in the colors of her mind she had her rhythm. Her rhythm was his rhythm. Letting the beat build, neither realizing that the radio playing softly in the background emanating from their mother's room was subliminally supplying the beat that they were loving to. The top of her head was pressed against the window blinds. Her forehead, sprinkled here and there with the tiny bumps of adolescence now bounced against her forearms, her nails scratching little half moon grooves into the still soft year old paint of the sill. Her palms pressed down to keep her head from cracking the glass. She had caught the beat of his thrusts and had lost herself in the groove. A little pain, a little pleasure, a little love, a lot of comfort, fullness that she enjoyed, worthiness that she needed. There was a building of sparks deep in her stomach and a twin army of sparks moving from her ears to the back of her neck, down her spine lower and lower. Those in her stomach moving down, fluttering like butterflies to her center, to her pussy, to her ass, up her spine... she was working so hard to make the two ends meet because she knew... yeah she knew... she didn't always make them meet but when they did. All Hell. Yeah, All hell broke loose inside her body! Inside her little pussy, Inside her mind. All over her body. So good...um...so good... too good... so good...> Breathing deeply, "That was good girl. Damn, That was good. Now go ahead and clean me up so I can get to work." She remained bent there at the sill for a moment her tawny legs shaking slightly like those of a beautiful young colt. So close she was. So close. She wanted to rub herself off right there but the moment was gone. Maybe after he left she'd take care of herself. Breathing out, she turned, squatted, and took his softening cock in her hands. She cupped his wrinkly ball sack briefly wondering how it all fit together inside his jeans. Then wetting her full pink lips she went about her business to make his package small enough and clean enough to fit into his work jeans comfortably. Slimy turns to sticky and sticky turns to itchy. Itchy for eight hours plus at work is no good. He'd taught her that a few weeks ago. It made sense to her. Licking the ridged head and taking it all in her mouth she tasted her own juices as she had so many times. She wondered if other girls pussy juices tasted the same. Slick, a tiny bit musky, a little salty but that was more from him then her. She licked between his dick and balls as that's where most of the juices got pushed and twirling her tongue over and around and over again and again she cleaned it all off until she could taste no more. "It's all good Teez. You're good to go." "Cool. I may have to work a double today so tell momma not to get mad cuz I ain't home tonight. Cool?" He pulled his underwear and shorts up but didn't zip. Then headed for the bathroom. "Yeah, cool." She hoped he'd be gone pretty soon before the last flicker of heat left her loins. About that time her cell phone rang. Hustling into her bedroom she answered and plopped down on her bed. Her left hand on the phone her right dipping back into her panties, "Hello?" "Hey Beyonce wannabe, it's me. Watcha doin?" It was Michelle's best friend from across the way. "Hey Hanna Dumtana, Nuttin', Wazup with you?" "Nada much. Can I come over? I gotta tell you something really awesome!" "Yeah, cool...come on over in about 30 minutes. Teez is about to go to work and I don't want him buttin' in." "Did you do him again?" "No...well, yeah. I suppose, but he didn't do me." "Huh? Never mind, tell me all about it when I get there, K? But not till after I tell you mine! It's juicy too! See you in a few. K? Bye!" "Yeah right, wha-eva, well if it's that good then make it ova in 'bout 15 minutes. K, bye" She pulled her damp fingers from between her legs. Tasting her own sweet nectar and wondering just what her buddy had to tell her. Wondering about what her innocent, naive, little buddy might taste like. Gently sucking her fingers, she wondered... To be continued? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 61