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He dreaded the task that lay ahead, several hours of proofreading of his latest computer product manual. Deadly stuff, guaranteed to induce instant drowsiness. His wife had died several years before of a lingering illness and he was rapidly approaching middle age. Not that he felt old. He kept himself in reasonably good shape - but for what? David was basically a happy and easy going man but with no significant other around, he might as well pig out on steaks and beer and develop an inevitable potbelly. The guys in the bowling league certainly wouldn't mind. All that kept him "honest" was his stepdaughter Tanya. She was his late wife's only child and the apple of her eye. Tanya had been an active child, pretty much of a tomboy. Tanya was driven by an inner intensity that demanded that she excel at whatever she did. She gave no quarter in sports and annoyed some of the more dominant boys by assuming a leadership role. In high school she developed a love for ballet and showed some real talent, rising through the ranks of the local ballet companies to a position in the Corps de Ballet of the San Francisco Company. Unfortunately as she was rising in position, she was also rising in stature. Eventually she simply became too big for most of the male dancers to lift. In a smart career move she traded her tutu for a gym suit and became an aerobic dance instructor in an upscale health spa. Tanya had a brief marriage to one of the male dancers in the company. David always felt that his sexuality was dubious. This was confirmed as soon as Tanya revealed that she was pregnant. Her husband immediately left to take up residence with another male dancer. The divorce was uncontested on both sides. Tanya moved in with David, allegedly to console him about the death of his wife, Tanya's mother. But she really had no other place to go. Dancers don't make much money and her pregnancy forced her to take a leave from her aerobics job. The baby arrived on schedule. David was delighted to have a "grandson" but it was also a reminder of his advancing years. Tanya returned to her job on a part time basis but continued to live with David. It was a large house and they didn't get in each other's way. Both were delighted with the companionship. In time Tanya developed a real affection for David. He was a very decent man, kind, honest, totally unlike her former husband. More than that he was good looking and exuded a certain masculine sex appeal that male ballet dancers tended to lack. Despite the 20 year difference in their ages, Tanya often fantasized about how he would be in bed. The only trouble was that he treated her like a daughter, not as a potential sex object. Her step dad was in very good shape for 45, and she liked him a lot. She had secretly fantasized about him more than once while rubbing her clit to orgasm. It was a lazy summer afternoon. Tanya was in her room attending to her baby's needs when she heard the front door open. "I've tried everything else to get David to notice me," thought Tanya. "it's now or never." She mentally replayed the several strategies that she had contemplated to get David's hands on her body. Quickly she decided on the bare breast approach. Her breasts were among her best body parts and now that she was nursing the baby they had grown to centerfold size. She thought that David was a tit man judging by the looks he gave her when she nursed the baby while they were watching TV. But how to do it? "I can try the broken breast pump gambit," thought Tanya. "That always works in porno stories. I only hope he doesn't break out laughing." As David returned to the house from his jog around the park he heard a popping sound followed by a series of Tanya's soft curses. Trying not to be too noisy, he tiptoed down the hall to her room, noticing the door was slightly ajar. He peeked in through the crack to see that his stepdaughter had just finished breast feeding her baby. Her blouse was open and a breast, still swollen with milk, protruded obscenely from the gap. She was apparently trying to use an electrical breast pump to express the remainder of the milk. "Is anything wrong Tanya?" David asked. Attempting to cover her bare breast, Tanya looked at David surprising him with the ache of her look. "I've just managed to break my breast pump. Little Bobby has finished feeding, and my breast is still full." David could see at a glance what happened. Tanya had managed to pull end of the power cord out of the plug. There was a faint smell of burning insulation in the room. David knew he could fix the power cord but it would take time. Right now the pump was too dangerous to use. Tanya's breast looked like a tightly stretched balloon. "What I can do to help?" David asked, not sure of what he could do. Tanya thought about it for a moment as she put little Bobby back in his crib. "Bobby didn't drink much and my breasts are still full. I usually pump the extra milk out and save it for the next feeding but I've managed to break the pump. My breasts are getting really uncomfortable. I don't really know how you could help me?" Tanya replied in a wry tone of voice. "Did you ever milk a cow?" As she bent over her loose fitting blouse swung free revealing both breasts. David simply stared at the bulging boobs trying to ignore the state of arousal he was in. He was getting an erection from looking at his daughter's bare chest! "Well, I've had a little experience with milking, but not recently. What can I do?" David asked, with a voice obviously shaky with excitement. He was trying to hide his arousal from Tanya, but his jogging shorts were beginning to feel uncomfortably tight. "I need to get some of the milk out. Maybe there is a way you can help. Do you think you could try to milk me?" "How would I go about it?" asked David. Tanya took his hand and guided it to her right breast. "Stroke it like this," she said, pulling his hand toward the nipple and stroking his fingers across the swelling tip. "Close your hand and draw your fingers out, always squeezing as if you were milking me - That's it." Tanya's breast was warm and firm. "Go ahead," said Tanya, "it won't bite." Tanya handed him a nursing bottle. "Put it under the nipple and try to get most of the milk inside." David put his thumb and forefingers around the light brown areola encircling the protruding nipple and gently squeezed. He watched as few drops of milk oozed out of the tiny holes at the end of Tanya's nipples. As if by itself, David's hand began to milk her breast. Thin streams of milk went into the nursing bottle. Tanya sighed in relief as he milked her breast. She had accomplished both of her objectives. She had managed to get David's hands on her body and he had not laughed at her. David, on the other hand, could not believe what an erotic effect this was having on him. He had not been so sexually excited since his wife had died several years before. The bottle quickly filled and Tanya sat up, milk still oozing from her turgid nipple. "I still have lots of milk left" she said, "and the other breast is full too." David involuntarily licked his lips. Tanya had seen this and knew the time was right for her to sink the hook. Perhaps her strategy would work after all. "Would you like to suck some of the left over milk from me?" she asked. David nodded. He was too astounded to say anything. A fleeting smile flickered across Tanya's face then quickly faded. She guided his head to her left breast. His lips encompassed her nipple and he felt Tanya's sweet milk ooze into his mouth. The first time little Bobby had suckled her, Tanya had had a small climax. She usually felt aroused with every feeding but David's sucking provided a whole new level of sexual awareness. She gripped his head with her right hand, pulling him to her, moaning softly in an erotic bliss. His lips on her nipple and areola was more than she could stand. She was getting wet between her legs! David's erection had gotten very difficult to conceal. Tanya's hand grazed his cock as she moved her body, and she noticed how hard David's cock was. She was pleased to see that he was turned on. It was time for phase two. Tanya used her left hand to hold his head against her swollen boob. She lightly brushed his dick. David jumped and started to move his head away from her, but Tanya held him tight against her breast. She slipped her right hand into the elastic band of his jogging shorts, and gripped his swollen cock, running her fingers up and down his erection, massaging it and caressing the head. His cock began to swell and she knew he was close to cumming. Tanya pulled David's lips off her nipple and she quickly leaned down, pulled down his shorts and enveloped the head of his penis in her mouth. The blast of his first shot of semen poured into her throat. She relished the taste as he filled her mouth with cum. It was the first time she had touched a man's cock in a year and a half. After they caught their breath Tanya said, "I guess we better clean up a bit and go into another room so we don't wake the baby." She sat up and reached for her nursing bra but before she put it on she gently raised each breast to her mouth and licked the remaining droplets of milk from her swollen nipples. David stared in wonderment as Tanya continued, "I could have done this myself - I've milked my own breasts dry before - but I really wanted to feel your hands on them. I've missed a man so much." Despite the morning's activities, the rest of the day went uneventfully. Neither referred to their temporary indiscretion, avoiding each other's glances. David worked for a few hours in his office, and then played with Bobby. Tanya went to work, then returned from her day at the health spa, showered, and changed into a loose fitting robe. Little Bobby was fed, diapered, and put down for his afternoon nap. Tanya tightened the belt of her robe and adjusted it so everything was in order. It was as if nothing had happened. When all was quiet, Tanya turned to David and said, "Do you find me attractive? - No don't answer that. You have shown that you do. That makes all that I have to say a bit easier." She got up and stood before him and continued, "Except for the fact that he fathered Bobby, my ex-husband was a total washout in the bedroom. He looked like a stud but he behaved like a wimp. He hated sex and hardly ever touched me. Can you imagine the kind of hunger that a couple of years of sexless marriage builds up?" David wondered where all this was going. Tanya continued, "I thought about this all afternoon. You haven't had a woman since Mom died and I haven't had much sex since I got married. But we are both adults. As long as we are living together, we can help each other out. It's not that we have to fall in love or get married or anything. What do you think?" She stood before David, hands on her hips, legs slightly spread, with an almost frightened look on her face, astonished at her own boldness. David appeared deep in thought, "Well, I don't know." he started to say. Tanya cut him off in mid-sentence. "Here is what you will be getting." With one motion she opened her robe and let it drop behind her on the floor. She was a goddess. Tall and slim with long, well-toned legs blending into a beautiful rounded ass. Her breasts were the size of small melons, swollen with milk, with dark brown nipples centered in large areolas. Her long dark hair cascaded around the upper slopes of her breasts, framing them and highlighting their whiteness. Tanya put a hand under each breast and raised them as if offering them to David. "Please say yes, I'll be a good lover," she said. "My tits are aching for you to handle and knead and stroke and suck. Squeeze them like you did this morning. Feel them. Press your daughter's tits hard with your fingers. Pull them towards you." As she talked, Tanya began unconsciously working her fingers on her breasts, pulling and squeezing them, extending them toward the astonished David. He watched as the nipples became hard and grew to three times their former size. Drops of milk oozed out of Tanya's nipples. "Hold them," Tanya pleaded. David reached out his hands and grasped the offered breasts. "That feels wonderful!" Tanya exclaimed. "Well, have you considered my proposition?" David was flabbergasted. "Of course the answer is yes." Tanya threw herself at David, her breasts squishing against his chest. She wound her arms around his neck and began kissing him passionately. "Take me now," she cried, "I've wanted this for so long." David started to undo the buttons on his shirt but Tanya couldn't wait. Her hands went to his shorts and she pulled them and his underwear off with a single violent motion. She pushed him backward until he was sitting on the edge of the sofa. One hand grabbed David's balls, the other his hardening penis. Without pausing, her lips closed around the end and she started sucking. Her hand gripped his stiffening cock firmly and she started stroking rapidly. David was being raped - and he liked it. Tanya stripped off his shirt and pushed him down onto the sofa. Without pausing she climbed on top of him, one leg on either side of his waist. Her large tits hung over David's head, swaying obscenely with each motion of her body. He couldn't keep his eyes off them. Tanya noticed. She grabbed her left breast with both hands and squeezed. Droplets of milk emerged from the swollen nipple. "Suck me," she cried as she bent forward and jammed the engorged tit into David's open mouth. As he tasted the sweet milk, Without removing her nipple from his mouth, Tanya reached behind and encircled David's cock with her hand. She rubbed up and down a few strokes as if testing its readiness, then raised and shifted her hips and shoved David's hard prick into her moist waiting vagina. Raising and lowering her hips, Tanya started slowly fucking David. Finally she pulled her left tit free and shoved the right nipple into his gaping mouth. "Suck me harder - harder," she gasped. David could hardly believe what had happened. Just a few minutes after putting the baby to bed he was fucking and sucking his stepdaughter. The movement of Tanya's hips became faster and faster. David could feel his penis throb and he knew his second climax of the day was not far away. Her movements became so intense that her nipple was ripped from his mouth, tiny droplets of milk spraying over both their chests. David looked down and between the wildly swinging breasts could see her pussy plunging on his cock. Tanya's face was a mask of intense passion. It was like no other sex that he had had before. She had totally abandoned herself to the act of fucking. David couldn't hold off his climax any longer. He was just about to cum when Tanya gave one last plunge and collapsed on his body. David exploded into Tanya's cunt while Tanya clutched him with her arms and legs, both shuddering in the ecstasy of a simultaneous orgasm. They lay on the sofa engulfed in each other's bodies for what seemed an hour. Finally Tanya sat up and said, "Well, now that we have gotten that out of the way, we can discuss our new relationship a little more rationally." "As long as Bobby and I are living here, I'll do everything for you that a wife would do - and then some. I'm game for anything in the bedroom that you can imagine as long as it doesn't cause actual injury. I've always had an odd fantasy sex life and, if you are willing, it is my chance to act out a few of my urges. I imagine you have had the same." David nodded his head. Tanya went on, "Of course we have to be discrete in public. As far as the world knows, we are just father and daughter. And we have to be careful around Bobby. One more thing, I'm realistic enough to know that we can't go on forever. One of these days you are going to find a lovely woman of your own age, or I might find a perfect potential husband. I don't expect a permanent commitment - but it will be a lot of fun until then." David didn't say a word. He just enfolded Tanya in his arms and kissed her passionately. Tanya smiled knowingly, then said "All this emotion has made my breasts start to leak. It is a few hours before Bobby's next feeding and I'll be dripping like a faucet. Why don't you help me empty them again?" Using both hands, she raised one large breast up to her mouth and started to lick the nipple. Just before putting it in her mouth she said, "See how really perverted I am. I even like the taste of my own milk. This breast has a sister, why don't you suck it at the same time?" David jumped at the opportunity. He snuggled his head next to Tanya's. She momentarily removed the nipple from her mouth and turned to kiss him. The taste of sweet milk on her lips and tongue was exciting beyond imagination. She stroked her turgid nipple against his lips then said, "I'm using this one. Go find your own." Slightly moving his head, David found Tanya's other leaking breast. He raised it to his mouth and caressed the engorged nipple with his tongue. Then he wrapped his lips around the nipple and areola and started sucking. It was an overwhelming experience. His cheek against Tanya's, buried in breast flesh, both sucking Tanya's sweet essence. It was hard to imagine a more intimate moment. And before yesterday they had rarely touched each other. Even in the midst of his passion, David realized that clever Tanya was hitting all his hot sexual buttons and was playing his libido like a three-dollar violin. She had discovered his breast fetish and was working it to the limit. He didn't mind in the least. It was a contest he was happy to lose. Later that afternoon they moved Tanya things into David's bedroom..... David followed her up the stairs and couldn't help noticing her dancer's legs and slim body. Except for her breasts she didn't look much different than she had in high school. Bobby soon awoke from his nap and Tanya fed and diapered him. David retired to his home office and edited a chapter of the book he had promised to send to his publisher in a few weeks. They ate supper, did the dishes, and watched a basketball game on TV. When bedtime came, David undressed, showered and slid between the sheets alone, just as he had been doing for the past three years. He was a bit surprised when Tanya snuggled in beside him wrapping her arms and legs around his body in a "spoon" position. He hadn't expected her to assume the role of surrogate wife so quickly. In a few minutes they both drifted off to sleep. The next morning David got up very early. It was his usual routine. Put on the coffee, exercise for half an hour, shower and have breakfast. As he walked back through the bedroom to get to the shower, he saw Tanya lying on the bed, still asleep. She had thrown the covers off and was on her back. Her beautiful legs were spread, her breasts rolling to either side of her chest, her long hair arrayed across the pillow. David had never seen such a vision of peaceful loveliness. Abandoning, for the moment, his quest for a shower, David stood at the foot of the bed, then lowered himself so his face was between her legs. He slowly crawled forward until he was just inches from her almost hairless pussy. Then he put out his tongue and ran it very gently over her cunt lips. Tanya moaned a bit but did not awaken. Emboldened, David pressed on, licking a bit harder, then harder still. He felt the moisture start to flow and the tiny shaft of Tanya's clitoris began to swell. Finally he abandoned all restraint and took the clitoris between his lips and began to suck and work it with his tongue. Suddenly the world was blotted out. Tanya's long legs were wrapped around his head and he was imprisoned by her muscular thighs. Nothing to do but continue. He couldn't escape even if he wanted to - which, of course, he didn't. David wrapped his arms around Tanya's ass and pulled her even more tightly into his face. Her hands pressed down on the back of his head driving him further into her wet pussy. His tongue pressed into her vagina and he licked furiously, savoring the taste of her juices. Then he redoubled his efforts on her clitoris, sucking and even chewing gently. It was now swollen to the size of a small grape and he could feel it throbbing. Tanya began to quiver, then shake and her legs wrapped tighter and tighter around David's head, full calves pressing against his back. Her thigh muscles contracted, then relaxed, and then contracted again and Tanya's whole body stiffened and arched, shaking in a horizontal dance of orgasm. "Wow! What a way to wake up. David, you make a wonderful alarm clock. Will you wake me that way every morning?" David simply kissed her and headed off to take his delayed shower. A nice thing about their new intimate relationship was that they could sit around and discuss personal matters after the day's chores had been finished. David still had to put in a few hours of writing and editing every day to earn a living. Tanya worked part time at the health spa, taking baby Bobby to the nursery that the spa thoughtfully provided for other recent mothers. Tanya would come home just about the time that David had finished his day's work. Together they would bathe, feed, and diaper Bobby then put him to bed. Then came cocktail time and a late supper. One evening, while sipping cocktails, David asked, "Why did you decide to get involved with me? I believed you always thought of me just as the guy who married your mother." "Well," said Tanya, "I did at first. When you married Mom, I thought of you just as a man around the house. You were good for Mom and I liked that but I never thought of you sexually in any way. I was in my teen- age Hollywood stud phase and no flesh and blood man could ever live up to my expectations. Then after Mom got sick I saw how kind and caring you were. Of course my own marriage showed me that even Hollywood studs could be real bastards." Tanya got up and moved next to David on the sofa. She continued, "When I moved back home after the divorce, you were nice to me in so many ways. I began to look at you as a desirable man rather than just Mom's husband. And I can confess now that I started to wonder what you would be like in bed. Once in a while I even fantasized about seducing you - but I always held back because I thought you would be shocked. I knew you were attracted to me but were too sensible to start anything. I had to make the first move." "I remembered that night when you saw me nude as a teenager, your eyes were riveted to my breasts. Then when I saw the way you looked at my breasts when I was nursing Bobby, I knew just how to do it. Some men are tit men, some are leg men. You are a serious tit man." "You've got that right," David interjected. As Tanya talked, David let his mind drift back to his high school days. Handy with tools, he earned spending money by doing small house maintenance jobs for neighbors. One of his customers was the Swenson family who lived a few doors down the street. Mr. Swenson was a huge, jolly man, a merchant seaman who was gone for months at a time. His wife, Inga, was a Swedish country girl he met and married during one of his trips. They had one child, a five month old baby girl. Inga was a big woman, not fat, just big. She was over six feet tall and farm girl sturdy. Very nicely formed but of Amazonian proportions. She always smelled fresh, of soap and water, just as if she had stepped out of a bath. David thought she could have been a model for the larger than life sized statue of justice in front of the county courthouse. She was forthright and plainspoken and had a hearty laugh. Inga was very down to earth. Nothing about the human condition surprised her. David often devoured her with his eyes when she wasn't looking. Her exaggerated figure made her resemble one of the female Superheroes in his adventure comic books. She was often the featured character in his nightly masturbation fantasies. Of course any real contact was impossible. She was old, at least twice his age. David was in their living room assembling a stereo cabinet kit when Inga walked in with her baby cradled in one arm. She was nursing the child, one large breast hanging out of her loose housedress. David's eyes were glued to the huge tit. It was the first time he had ever seen a real woman's naked breast. He couldn't help but stare - and of course Inga noticed. "Haven't you ever seen anyone breast feed a baby before?" she asked. David admitted that he hadn't. "Mom always used a bottle with my baby sister." Inga shrugged, "Ve do this all the time at home - it's just natural and I don't have to wash all those little bottles." By this time the baby had finished and Inga burped her and put her down into her portable crib. Her housedress was still open and when she bent over David could see both tits hanging freely. The sight was spectacular. Inga's breasts were enormous, each bigger than a five pound bag of sugar. They hung down on her chest to near belly button level. The nipples were the size of a large thimble and were centered in a brown patch as big as a saucer. David felt an erection growing. He tried to hide it as best he could but teen-age male hormones are hard to resist. David tried to change the subject. "What does it taste like?" he asked, realizing too late that he hadn't changed the subject at all. Inga sat down on the couch. "Vel, it tastes like..." She hesitated a moment, then said, "I can't describe it. Vy don't you come over here and find out?" She held one naked breast up with both hands and offered it to David. He staggered over in a daze and sat next to her. "Now put this little bump in your mouth and start sucking. Don't bite me though." She put one hand behind David's head and placed her nipple in his gaping mouth. David felt the rough nipple with his tongue and closed his lips around it. He started sucking like through a straw but nothing came out. "You have to squeeze the flesh around the nipple with your lips for the milk to start, just like milking a cow" coached Inga. "That's how the babies do it." David followed her instructions. Although he had never milked a cow he was rewarded with a flow of liquid. It was warm and sweet but thin. Sort of like sweetened skim milk. Inga pressed David's head into her breast as he sucked. David was embarrassed by his raging erection. He hoped that Inga wouldn't notice. No such luck. With her other hand Inga unzipped his fly, pulled out his hard penis, and began stroking it. It was so matter of fact that David had no time to pull back. With a few of Inga's strong strokes David erupted, spewing cum over her hand and housedress. David felt deeply ashamed. Inga would never want to see him again. Inga gently pulled her nipple from David's still sucking mouth. "Don't worry," she said. "That's how it is with young boys. You end so quickly. Come back tomorrow and we will see if we can make it last." The next day David returned. After all, he still had the cabinet to finish. Inga greeted him at the door dressed in a robe. Her blonde hair was not in its usual bun but was loose, flowing around her shoulders. "Forget about the cabinet. I need your help with something else. Follow me." She led him to the bedroom. "Take off your clothes and watch me." David took off his shirt and jeans. "The underwear too," said Inga. In a few moments he was completely unclothed. Standing before him Inga shrugged off her robe. With her powerful legs, big hips, narrow waist and huge breasts, she was like the court house statue come to life, but naked. "Have you never seen a nude woman before?" David shook his head. "Well then, you have a lot to learn." David was a bit frightened and intimidated but strongly aroused. She certainly didn't look like any of the thin girls at school. His cock sprang to full erection within seconds. Inga put her hands under her breasts and hoisted them up so that David could get a better view. "These are my breasts. Some people call them tits or titties. They make milk for babies. The milk comes out the little holes in my nipple. Watch closely." Inga pinched her nipple and areola and drops of milk emerged. "Babies like to suck on nipples - even some grown men like it. But you know all about that from yesterday." "Does it hurt to make milk?" David asked. "No," said Inga. "Most of the time it feels very good. Especially when it is a man doing the sucking. Ve do that soon." "Now look down here." She dropped her breast with a plop and put her hand on the hairy mound between her legs. "This is my vagina or cunt. Inside is where you put your penis when you want to make a baby." She stroked the fur and let her finger slip a bit inside. She guided David's hand to her vagina and let him feel the lips and clitoris. Then she put his finger into the moist opening. "It feels very good when you try to make a baby. Ve do that too. But first we do this." Inga dropped to her knees in front of David and took his engorged penis in her mouth. She put one large arm around his ass to stop him from moving away and started sucking the end and stroking the shaft. David started squirming, "I'm going to cum!" he moaned. "Dat's the whole idea," said Inga. "Come into my mouth. Ve do this so you don't come too soon later." She alternated short strokes with powerful sucks. David couldn't hold his orgasm back any longer and erupted into her mouth. "That felt good, didn't it?" Inga asked. "Wonderful," replied David, "but I'm getting soft now." "Don't worry. Young boys can get hard right away. I'll make you hard. Hold my breast. See the soft nipple. Play with the nipple and lick it and see what happens." She lifted one of her huge breasts and put it in David's hands. "Hold my breast at the back, then draw your hands slowly forvard. Squeeze a little, as if you were milking me. Don't forget about the nipples." David focused his attention on the brown nipple. "Squeeze it and lick it," said Inga. "Don't be too gentle." David started playing with the breast, twisting it and pressing it with his fingers. He rubbed his hands over the areola and licked the nipple and all around it. In the meantime Inga had one large hand around his balls and the other massaging his cock. David watched Inga's nipple start to grow. It stiffened and extended and the little bumps around the areola became more prominent. "See how hard it gets. All it needs is a little attention. Just like your cock." David realized that Inga's magic touch had now made his penis as hard as it had ever been. "Now we show you how to put your penis in my hole." Inga lay back on the bed and pulled David over her. He balanced on her firm body and full thighs. His face fell into the canyon between her breasts. There was very little soft about Inga except her huge tits. She took his rigid penis in her hand. "First ve rub your cock against this little button here. That gets me nice and ready. Then we put it inside." She began to rub the head of his cock against her now prominent clitoris, first gently, then harder and harder. David could feel the vagina lips getting wetter and wetter. "Now inside," said Inga as she guided him into her. "Now pull it in and out. That's called fucking." At this point David hardly needed instruction. Instinct was in command. His rigid penis was in a well of wetness and felt like a hot moist hand was closing on it and stroking it. Inga thrust a mountain of breast into his gaping mouth and whispered demandingly, "Suck it. Suck my nipple while you fuck me. Bite me. Fuck me!" And fuck they did. David moved his hips up and down, driven by contractions of Inga's big muscular thighs. Inga cried, "That's it, faster, harder, faster." David felt her body grinding against his cock as he fucked. Inga's wet swollen nipple slipped from his mouth. Suddenly Inga started shaking, then moving more and more violently. "Dat's good, dat's good, yah, YAH!" shouted Inga. David knew something big was happening. He felt himself cumming but his feelings were submerged in the earthquake that was Inga's orgasm. After a while Inga said "You fuck very good for a beginner. Now we have something to eat and then we do it again." Inga was insatiable. After they had eaten, Inga simply said, "Now it's time to play with my cunt again." She led David to the bedroom and lay down on the bed. "Put your fingers next to the slit and move them slowly back and forth. When you feel the little button get hard, gently lick it with your tongue. Then watch closely to see what happens. It will be your lesson for today." David started caressing Inga's cunt slowly, running his fingers through the hair on each side of the slit. Inga kept saying, "Dat's good," as if to guide him. He could feel the moisture start to flow as the clitoris began to protrude. Inga clutched her breasts and droplets of milk seeped out of the nipples. "Now suck me, lick my button." cried Inga. David lowered his mouth to the clitoris, wrapped his lips around the protruding nub, and started licking with his tongue. Inga's muscular body started to writhe and buck, almost throwing David off. "Oh, I'm going to cum!" she said, almost as if it was a surprise. "I'm CUMMING. Look at me David. Put your fingers inside me and keep moving them in and out." David raised his head to see Inga's convulsing body, always moving the three fingers in Inga's cunt. She was yelling, "I'm CUMMING!" again and again. And she did, over and over, hysterically wracked by her climaxes in long shuddering explosions. She kept her eyes open as David watched so that he could see her ecstasy. "Did you like what you saw, David? You can make a woman cum just by licking and stroking her in the right place. It's a good lesson. You did it just right. You learn quick." She came repeatedly that afternoon, as did David. Sometimes they fucked, sometimes simply rubbed and sucked each other to completion. Nothing beats a 15 year old for endurance. David's sex education continued each afternoon for the next three months. There was a different lesson each day. He learned just about all there was to learn about the female body. Inga's appetite for sex was as great as her physical size. She was totally uninhibited. Everything was permissible. David played with her massive breasts, sometimes squeezing them with all his strength. When Inga got excited she liked him to bite and chew on her nipples, sometimes even to the point of drawing blood. He sucked her clitoris until it grew almost to the size of a walnut while Inga moaned in ecstasy, imprisoning his head with her powerful thighs. Once during one of their "lessons", the baby woke up and demanded to be fed. Inga put the baby to one huge breast and pressed David's head to the other, suckling both of them simultaneously. David moved his hand down to Inga's wet clit and finger fucked her to repeated climaxes, feeling her Amazonian body shudder repeatedly in orgasm. After the baby had eaten his fill, Inga gave David a blow job lasting almost an hour to make up for the "interruption." Often Inga let David climax between her breasts, spewing cum into her face and mouth. They ended each day's lesson with a spectacular fuck that drained every bit of sperm from David's overworked balls. Sex might be fun and games, but with Inga there were no games, it was all fun. David didn't realize it, at the time, that Inga's attitude was shared by few other women. Until he started making love to Tanya he never met anyone else who got as much joy from the sheer pleasure of sex. Their summer idyll ended when Inga's husband came home and announced that he had accepted a job as the harbormaster in Portland, Oregon. The Swensons moved away and David never saw them again. Inga's legacy was David's lifelong obsession with huge milky breasts and direct lusty and uncomplicated fucking. The stereo cabinet never got completed. David's reveries were interrupted when Tanya put her hand on his leg. "Don't fall asleep now. I've got a lot more to tell." She went on with her story. "When I pretended to need your help, I knew you couldn't resist being kind. All I had to do was get your hand on my breast and your mouth on my nipple and let nature take its course." While she was talking Tanya was caressing David's penis through his shorts. She felt it growing harder as she stroked. "And now," she said, "we should let nature take it's course again. It's not nice to frustrate Mother Nature." Tanya unzipped David's fly and fished out his now hard dick. "My, that feels nice," she said as she ran her fingers over the head, lubricated by the pre-cum. "It feels nice at my end too," said David, "only we better not go too fast. I'm not as young as I used to be and it takes a bit longer to recharge my batteries." "OK, Daddy," she replied. "I'll take it slow enough for your advancing years." She raised her fingers to her lips and licked the pre-cum off them. "You taste good enough to eat." Tanya sat back on the sofa and slowly started to unbutton her blouse. She paused at each button for effect, making sure that David was watching. She sinuously stripped off her blouse. It was a silent strip tease. Her nursing bra under the blouse was the next to go. Tanya undid the front snap, shrugged her shoulders and the bra dropped away. Her breasts swung freely as she twisted her body from one side to the other. "That feels better," sighed Tanya. "You can't imagine how confining a tight bra is on a hot day." She put her hands around her left breast and stretched it as far away from her chest as it would go, then repeated with her right breast. Bobby had been fed not too long ago so the breasts were very elastic and not swollen with milk. Tanya pulled the tip of each breast to her lips and gave each nipple a brief licking with her tongue. She raised her eyes to David and said, "Am I going slow enough for you?" By this time David had worked his way out of his shorts and T-shirt and was sitting back on the sofa, his penis at full attention. Tanya continued her slow strip tease by standing in front of him and wriggling out of her jeans. David never realized that the simple act of undressing could be so exciting. There she stood, clad only in her tight panties. David allowed his gaze to sweep up her body. Her ballet dancer's legs were long and well-shaped with full calves and firm thighs, testifying to many hours spent in the dance studio and in the gym. She had a few stretch marks on her hourglass figure from Bobby's birth but they would fade in time. Her breasts were enormous for such a slim girl. They might eventually sag but right now they were mountains of beauty, capped with full brown nipples. And her face - Tanya's face was well shaped, with sparkling intelligent eyes, full lips and had a perky "devil may care" expression that drove David wild. She was proud of her appearance and knew full well the effect she had on David. "As long as it's confession time," Tanya said, "what about me excites you the most?" David thought a few seconds before answering. "I've always thought that you were a beautiful girl, but since you moved back here, I realized that you were a lovely woman as well. But it's not just your beauty that turns me on as much as your attitude. You treat sex as fun, as something that adults do when it pleases them, and you are totally uninhibited. You can't imagine how exciting that is to a man who has always been so proper." Tanya slithered over to sit astride David's lap. His hard penis was in the way. As she sat down she simply took her hand and with one motion pushed her panties to the side and slid David's cock into her already wet vagina. "I guess I am a bit unconventional about sex." said Tanya as she slowly tightened and relaxed her thigh muscles giving David the most sensuous lap dance imaginable. "But this is the first time I feel free to do what I actually want to do." As she moved on David's lap, one of her breasts got slightly pinched between her chest and David's body. She simply reached down and shoved it out of the way. "I'm not going too fast for you, am I? Keep talking Daddy. It will keep your mind off sex. What do I do specifically that turns you on? It may give me a few pointers." She emphasized each word with a wiggle of her behind that was driving David wild. Tanya's erotic strip tease and lap motions were exciting David to the point of no return. He felt the telltale signs of an orgasm start to build and knew that he could wait no longer. With one hand around her waist and the other around her ass, he flipped Tanya over on the sofa, prick still embedded in her cunt. He drove up and down in hard full strokes squashing her leaking tits between their bodies with each thrust. "Yes, yes. Fuck me!", Tanya cried, timing her upward hip movements with each down stroke. She managed to work one breast free and push the nipple toward David's gasping mouth. "Suck me, fuck me, suck me!" she commanded. David felt his mouth being stuffed with more nipple then he dreamed possible. He tasted the sweet milk leaking from the tip and it drove him into a fury of fucking passion. "Yes," cried Tanya, "Bite me!" David bit down hard, Tanya screamed in in a mix of pain and pleasure, and they both shuddered in orgasm. After a few moments Tanya sat up. "Was that slow enough for you?" That evening as they prepared for bed, David saw Tanya wince as she took off her nursing bra. "What's wrong?" David asked. Tanya lifted both breasts with her hands. "We have treated these babies pretty hard the last few days. Tonight I had to use a bottle for Bobby's last feeding because the nipples are sore from this afternoon. Look how red and swollen they still are." "I'm sorry," replied David. "I'll try to be a bit more gentle." "Don't even think about it," said Tanya. "I like just what you do. It may hurt a bit later but at the time it feels wonderful." As if to emphasize her remarks, Tanya lifted each breast to her lips and laved each swollen nipple with her tongue. "I think that seeing you kiss your own nipples excites me more than anything else," said David. "I don't suppose there are many women that can do that. When did you find out that you could?" "It's a long story," said Tanya. "OK," said David, "We have plenty of time. Tell me about it." Tanya started her story. "It all began when I was about twelve. That's a few years before you married Mom. I was in middle school and was pretty much of a tomboy athlete. The boys usually picked me early to be on their soccer or baseball teams and treated me like one of the guys. Then I started to mature. I got taller and my beasts started to grow. By the time I was thirteen, I was almost a C cup. And the boy's attitude changed. Some seemed shy, others would try to bump into me on purpose. Finally one of the teachers said, "Don't be too proud of your endowments. Remember what happened to Saint Agnes." "Since I hadn't the slightest idea what happened to Saint Agnes, I went to the library to look it up." "It seems that Saint Agnes was a very religious girl who wouldn't sleep with the king's son. As a punishment he had her breasts cut off and she had to bring them to him on a plate. For that she was made a saint. That's what the teacher meant by my endowments. As soon as I got home after school, I went into the bathroom to check my breasts. Before that afternoon they had just been body parts, but obviously everybody thought that they were of some importance. I looked at my apple-sized tits very carefully and rubbed them all over. Even then my little nipples were very sensitive and it felt good when I rolled them between my fingers. In fact I played with my breasts most of the afternoon, and, if I'd known what to call it, I would have said that I had a small climax." "After that I played with my breasts every time I got the opportunity. I soaped them extra-long in the shower and rubbed them every night when I went to bed. When Mom got one of those little electric toothbrushes with a rotating head, I would bush my teeth. Then I would roll my nipples between my fingers until they got hard and massage them with the wet toothbrush head. I would work it around and around the nipples and watch them grow. It was like little jolts of electricity to my sensitive titties. Mom could hear the brush going from outside the bathroom and complimented my on my attention to dental hygiene. If she only knew." "I found that I liked it even better if I were rougher on my breasts. I used to torture the poor dears unmercifully. I guess I must have been a bit of a masochist. I liked to make them hurt a little. Not too much, no real pain, but just enough to make them feel 'good'. I would pull them and knead them and even pinch them to make them more sensitive. Sometimes I would wrap rubber bands around the middle of my tits to squeeze them tightly so the nipples would stand out. That made them big enough to play with. I would go to school with my bulging tits pressing against the inside of my bra. Sometimes I didn't even wear a bra. I like to feel my fuzzy sweater rubbing my bare nipples. They became stiff and made me feel hot all day. Once in a while I put Ben Gay on the nipples. It made them burn and swell up. After the Ben Gay wore off they were so sensitive that I could cum just by stroking them." "I told you it was a long story. Do you want me to go on?" By this time both were lying in bed. David had his arms around Tanya and was stroking her back. "Sure," said David. "I want to hear all the details." Tanya slowly opened the front of her nightgown button by button. "OK, Mr. Titman, you just lie there licking my sore nipples and I'll give you all the sordid details." "When I got into high school, we had a sex education class. The teacher talked about the evils of masturbation. I thought she meant that I was to stop playing with my tits. Then the other girls showed me that there were some parts of my body that were even more fun than tits. During study hall, I found that if I squeezed my legs together and pressed the back of my notebook into my clit, I could give myself a little orgasm. I tried to cover my shudder and moan by pushing my chair back as if I was rising to get another book. I also discovered that I could cum if I leaned my body against the washing machine during the spin cycle. I would straddle the edge of the washer, press the corner against my cunt, and lean over to touch my nipples to the top of the machine. The vibrations gave me a small orgasm in about thirty seconds. If the machine had a big load, I could do it twice. I was in total ecstasy doing the washing." "I guess that was just about the time you married Mom. I would lie in my bed at night and try to imagine what was going on in your bedroom, one hand on my breasts, the other stroking my clit. I would cum just about the time I stopped hearing your bed springs moving. Anyway that was about the time I lost my virginity. Remember that 'Tits and Ass' song from 'Chorus Line'? For a while that's all I was, just a pair of tits connected to an ass. I must have fucked every boy in my high school class. Not that it was too much fun. All they wanted to do was stick their dick in my cunt. I guess no one ever told them about foreplay. Most of the time I had to squeeze my own tits before I could cum. Thank God I had the sense to make them wear condoms, otherwise I could have gotten into real trouble." "Then I got totally interested in dance and transferred to the Performing Arts high school. Between dance classes and studies I was too tired to think much about sex. When I joined the ballet, I had even less time to think about it. Most of the men were gay and the other girls were obsessed with dieting. And the choreographer hated me because I had a bosom. He called me a cow. I was a very good dancer but I didn't get many featured roles. The ones that I did get usually involved dancing 'mature' parts where my 'endowments' would be appropriate. I played a lot of queens and fairy godmothers. Finally the Dance Director called me to his office and said that if I didn't lose at least ten pounds, my future as a ballet dancer would be limited. The male dancers had begun complaining that my 115 pounds was too heavy to lift. He wanted his dancers to be anorexic looking. I like to eat, so I switched to being a dance aerobics instructor. It also paid much better. About that time one of the more studly male dancers proposed to me. Well, I had tried everything else, why not try marriage? I saw how happy you and Mom were. Maybe it would work for me. That was a big mistake." "Our marriage lasted just a bit more than two years. We seldom had sex except when we were very drunk. All the time I had the feeling that he could only cum by imagining that he was sticking his prick into a boy's ass. He hardly ever touched my tits. I was far too moral to have an affair but you would never believe the ways I found to masturbate to get a little sex. No fruit or vegetable was safe in our house. Once I got so mad and frustrated that I served him a salad made out of a cucumber that I had just masturbated with. I didn't even wash it off. If he wouldn't eat me for real, he would eat me by proxy. Unlikely as it seems with our almost sexless relationship, I got pregnant. As soon as I told him he packed up and left - the bastard. I had a good pregnancy, no morning sickness or anything like that. By the end of the second month my breasts started to grow and become even more sensitive. I went back to my nightly breast play to get rid of my frustration. After the divorce I didn't want anything to do with men. In a few months I found that my breasts had grown so much that I could reach down and touch my nipple with my tongue. That was exciting. I worked and pulled my breasts more and more and they grew bigger as my pregnancy advanced. Finally I could get my own nipple and much of my areola in my mouth and I could chew and bite and suck my own tits while I fingered myself to a climax. It was the best sex I'd ever had up to that point." "Bobby's birth was easy too and he took right to breast feeding. I was one of those lucky women whose breasts feel good when they are being sucked on and I often had a small orgasm while nursing. Nothing like what we had this afternoon, but still OK for a girl who hadn't had much real sex for a couple of years. I even like how my own milk tastes. I don't think that there is a nursing mother alive who hasn't tasted her own milk. I think mine tastes like melted vanilla ice cream, except without the vanilla. If there is any left when Bobby finishes I sometimes suck myself dry. "It's a real blast, playing with myself and nursing my own milk. That's why I'm so glad that you are a tit man. I'm pretty much of a tit girl myself. Bobby is going to be on solid food real soon and I will have to wean him. But I like my breasts the way they are. If we keep sucking out the milk we can have fun with them together for a while longer. So that's my story, that's how I learned to love my tits." Tanya let her hand slip down David's body to his cock. She could feel it getting harder and harder as she talked. "And now I have a favor to ask you. I used a bottle with Bobby tonight because my nipples were still sore from this afternoon. My breasts are really full and it will begin to hurt unless they are emptied. Will you suck them very gently to get some of the milk out. It's not a sex thing. Just think of it as a warm glass of milk before going to sleep." David couldn't believe his ears. Here this beautiful woman was playing with his cock while begging him to suck milk from her swollen tits. It was a fantasy come true. David put his lips around one nipple and started sucking it very gently. The sweet warm milk oozed into his mouth, but the sensation went directly to his prick. As he shifted to the other one, Tanya started rubbing him faster and harder. He came just as the second tit was almost empty. David's last thought as he drifted off to sleep with Tanya's nipple still in his mouth was that he would have to get a prescription for Viagra to keep up with his stepdaughter. David awoke the next morning to the first wet dream he had since he was a teen. At least he thought it was a wet dream. When he opened his eyes he saw that Tanya had her head in his crotch and was licking has morning erection like a lollipop, kissing it, nibbling slightly on it, then putting her ripe lips around the head. Her head was bobbing up and down. Three shallow sucks and then a deep suck. She was deeply enjoying herself with her new plaything and seemed oblivious to the fact that he was now awake. David turned his head slightly and saw that she was kneeling with her tight rounded ass near his face. He managed to squirm slightly to move his head under her elevated body. Tanya was too absorbed with his cock to notice. She was fingering the underside, then licking off the pre-cum with her tongue. Tanya's slow manipulations felt wonderful to David. They kept him in that delightful state of pre orgasmic bliss without forcing him to cum. Each time that he felt as if he was going to explode, Tanya backed off. It was as if she was directly wired into his cock. David's head was now directly below Tanya's pussy. Her cunt lips were moist and he could see that her clit was slightly protruding from its protective nest. Tanya's sex play had obviously turned her on. David slowly raised his arms and wrapped them around Tanya's thighs, then pulled her slightly forward. This dropped her clit down to where he could reach it with his own tongue. He lost no time in licking up Tanya's wetness, making sure to lightly massage her clitoris each time he swabbed her pussy lips. By now Tanya was fully aware that David was awake but she didn't discontinue her play with his penis. But she did lower her cunt fully into David's mouth and wrap her thighs around his head. They continued this 69 action for another quarter of an hour, bringing each other to a peak, then backing off. Soon their competitive natures took over, each one trying to see how close they could bring the other to a climax before slowing down. Tanya was a master at the game and more than once David felt the swelling in his cock that meant an ejaculation was coming. But each time Tanya applied subtle pressures that lowered him from his peak. David was no slouch either. The swell of Tanya's clitoris was his signal to stop sucking. Finally, as if by mutual consent, David started the gentle clit chewing that Tanya adored while she increased the pressure on his cock and started sucking the head in earnest while stroking the shaft harder and faster. Both came within a few seconds of each other. Again Tanya was the first to speak. "My alarm clock didn't ring this morning so I had to take matters into my own hand - I mean mouth." She smiled as she wiped the last droplets of David's sperm off her lips. "Now I really must hurry because I have the morning session at the health spa." David spent the rest of the day working in his home office. After her aerobics classes were over, Tanya shopped and attended to household chores. Bobby played in his playpen. They were fast becoming a regular, if slightly unorthodox, nuclear family. That evening they went for a jog in the park, David pushing Bobby's three wheeled jogging stroller. Tanya ran beside them, her breasts bouncing furiously with each step. David, who was an experienced runner, set a fast pace. They returned home, ate a light supper, and put Bobby to bed. As they relaxed on the sofa in front of the TV, Tanya bent over and rubbed her calves. "That was quite a workout this afternoon. My legs are tired from running. They haven't felt this way since I stopped dancing." "I guess we didn't warm up properly," said David. "Swing your legs up here and I'll give you a massage." Tanya shifted to the end of the sofa and put both legs in David's lap. She flipped over on her stomach so that the backs of her legs were up. "Rub away," she replied. David put both hands on Tanya's calf and started a gentle massage. He kneaded the flesh and tried to work out the stiffness. Funny how he never really appreciated Tanya's legs before. He must have been too obsessed with her breasts. She had dancer's legs to be sure, but they were not the legs of a ballet dancer. Rather they belonged on a Broadway showgirl. They were long with muscular calves and thighs. Not athletically muscular but smooth and well formed. He worked his way up to her knee, first one leg, then the other. Then he kneaded her thighs and could feel their strength and solidity. The inside of her thighs was very soft and his hand motions became gentler. Tanya was twisting and moaning slightly as he stroked his way toward the mounds of her ass. David felt his penis being caressed by Tanya's agile toes and his erection started to grow. Tanya was coordinating her toe motions to those of David's hands. Each rub on a leg meant a rub on his penis. It was as if Tanya's legs were an extension of his cock. Using his imagination freely David felt that he could be masturbating his own penis, except that it would have been three feet long and shaped like a woman's leg. As he rubbed the inside of her thighs his hands would occasionally graze Tanya's pussy lips. With each touch, her toes gave an extra twitch to David's cock. "I must have worked the stiffness out by now," David said. "I guess I should stop." "Don't get lazy, there are still some sore spots," said Tanya. With great delicacy David pulled her silk panties aside and slid two fingers into Tanya's vagina. "Now you've found the spot," grinned Tanya as her toes continued to work on his erection. David moved his fingers in and out of Tanya's cunt and felt the lubricating juices start to flow. She began to raise and lower her hips in synchronism with his hand motion. He marveled at how quickly Tanya's vagina seemed to unfold with a little attention. The lips started to swell and he could feel her clit poke free. All pretense of a leg massage was now forgotten. He carefully rolled her clit between his thumb and the edge of his forefinger, keeping his other fingers inside of her vagina. When the clit started to enlarge, he stroked it up and down almost as if he was jacking off a tiny penis. By this time Tanya was twisting back and forth on the sofa, thoroughly sexually aroused. She tried to turn over but David held her in position with one hand pressing down on her ass, the other deep in her cunt. He continued his clit massage, first rolling the little piece of sensitive flesh between his thumb and finger, then stroking. Tanya's body began to quiver slightly as she felt the first signs of an approaching orgasm. "Damn," she thought, "this has gone further than I planned. He's forcing me to a climax. I'm not ready to cum yet and my tits are starting to leak." "I think we should stop." said Tanya. "This is getting to be too much of a mess. I really want you to stop." But David continued his assault, Tanya now was squirming in a combination of pleasure and frustration. She raised her upper body from the sofa and managed to free one of her dripping breasts from the confines of her tank top. "Stop. you sadistic monster," she muttered to David just before she brought her nipple to her mouth to suck up the dripping milk. "Stop, stop. I'm not ready to cum! STOP DAMMIT!" cried Tanya. David paid no attention. He increased the speed and pressure of his clit manipulations and held her ass from moving. Tanya's legs beat a fast tattoo in his lap as she squirmed and tried to get away. In spite of her attempts to resist, her orgasm began to build. She could feel the pressure in her groin increase and waves of sensation spread through her body from her vagina. She tried to keep it from happening but she felt her control slipping from the erotic torture. Her tits began to spurt more milk than she could swallow. By this time her entire body was quivering with involuntary spasms. With Tanya chewing her own tit and David expertly masturbating her clit, the climax came with the force of a runaway train. Tanya felt her body go totally out of control. Her orgasm was thunderous. Crying out, fighting consciousness itself, her eyes rolled back and her spine stiffened, arching and rising from the sofa as every muscle in her body went rigid, suspended in time, as wave after ecstatic shock wave surged through her nerves and coursed through her veins. Her body shook and trembled, urging every minute trace of pleasure from her limbs. "Oh, God, oh, God, no, no, no, oh God," Tanya gasped over and over like an hypnotic mantra, a chant that only encouraged David to inflict still more, heightened pleasures. Tanya shuddered to a massive second orgasm, her body shaking, her back arched, her legs extended and rigid. The violence of the climax surprised both David and Tanya. It was one of the strongest she had ever experienced. She felt weak and shaken. But even after her spasmodic release, Tanya's hips continued to move. David picked up the clue and continued his clitoral stimulation. Tanya's body reflexively tensed again. In an erotic daze she continued to suck on her breast as her body shuddered through a third climax almost as great as the first. She climaxed once again before she felt that she was in control of herself. She had never thought of herself as multi-orgasmic and this was a revelation. "That was something else," said Tanya after she regained her breath. "I've never cum like that before. But why didn't you stop when I wanted you to?" She finally managed to roll over and sit up. "What a mess!" She was in total disarray, her hair tangled, her face flushed, her panties soaked and one breast hanging obscenely out of the pushed down collar of her tank top. A wet circle of milk leakage surrounded the nipple of the other breast still imprisoned in the top. Even the sofa cover was damp where she had lain. David appeared nonplussed, proud of what he had done and a little bit satisfied that for once he had had the upper hand in one of their erotic encounters. Tanya sensed his smugness. "Two can play at that game," she thought. The next morning Tanya made sure to wake up before David's usual morning exercise. David was a very sound sleeper. He lay spread eagled on the bed. Working very quietly, using the soft belts from a couple of her robes she tied his wrists to the headboard and his ankles to the footboard. He still slept. When Tanya emerged from her morning shower, she heard mumbling and cursing from the bedroom. She took her time drying herself and put on a light perfume. Then she went back to the bedroom. David was struggling with his restraints to no avail. Tanya's merit badge in knots from the Girl Scouts had paid off. "It's my turn now," said Tanya. "You wouldn't let me up yesterday while you 'tortured' me, and I'm not going to let you up today. In fact, I think I'm going to have my way with you and see how you like it." "Now it's show time." Tanya slowly undid her bath towel and let it drop a few inches to reveal her magnificent cleavage. "Do you like my milky tits? I know you do but I'm not going to show them to you. What about my legs?" She raised her left leg to the edge of the bed and posed for a moment. Then she began sensuously caressing her leg with her hands. "Wouldn't you like to do that? I know you would. I'll bet you would like them wrapped around you." David writhed and twisted on the bed but couldn't pull loose. Despite his efforts, he was beginning to get an erection from Tanya's strip show. She gently reached out and stroked his penis until it stood at attention. "I'll bet you want me to continue this - but I'm not going to. Watch a bit more. Since you can't touch me, look how I'm going to make love to my own body to get myself hot." She put her lovely leg back on the bed, leaned over and stroked from the ankle to the calf and then up to the thigh. Then she licked her fingers and parted her pussy lips. She spread her lips with the index finger of each hand, making sure that David had a good view of the pink interior. Two fingers of her right hand went inside and moved back and forth making slightly squishing sounds. "See what I'm doing? I'm getting myself nice and sexy. I'll bet you wish this was your tongue or your penis. Since you can't do it for me, I'll have to "do" me all by myself." Tanya raised the fingers that had been in her pussy to her lips and delicately sucked them. "I love the taste of my own juices." She brushed her wet fingers past David's lips. "I know you like the taste too. Maybe if I tried hard enough I could suck my own cunt. I would like to be able to lick my own clit. Would you like to see your little girl suck herself? I'll bet you would like to be able to suck your own cock too. But not today. We have other things to do." "Now I'll have more fun playing with my body. Watch me closely." Tanya let the towel drop to the floor. She shook her torso and her breasts swung free. "Look at my titties now, David. Don't you wish you could do this to them?" She put her hands under her right breast and pulled it away from her chest. Then she encircled the breast with her fingers and stroked it softly toward the tip. David looked on longingly as she caressed her breast knowingly. She squeezed the middle of the extended breast expanding the tip and areola to an almost grotesque size. "I love to do this to my tits. It feels so good. Do you think that if I do it hard enough my tit will explode?" The end of the breast was swelling like a water balloon. A droplet of milk squeezed out of the tip. "Look how the nipple is growing, David." She rolled the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. It was more than half an inch long and very thick. "Let's see if I can get the other to the same size." Tanya repeated her actions with the left breast and soon she had a matching pair of nipples. "I can't remember the nipples ever being so big. Maybe if I bent over far enough, I could rub one of these big nipples on my clit. Would you like to see me fuck myself with my own nipple? I love these tits. I'll bet you would like to suck them. But you can't. I'm going to enjoy them all by myself." Tanya stood near David's head while fondling her tits, then she raised each one to her mouth and briefly sucked the nipple. David moaned as he saw her cheeks hollow and fill. "I'll bet you would like to know what that feels like, David. Well, let's find out." She bent over his chest and lightly tongued his nipples. "No, that doesn't taste quite right. This should do it." Straddling his body, she leaned over and squeezed a few drops of milk on each of his nipples. Then she lowered her head, put his right nipple between her lips and started sucking. She worked her tongue around and around the tiny pap. Then switched to the other breast and did the same thing. After a few minutes she sat up. "I guess you need some more cream topping." This time she held one of her own breasts in her hand and rubbed her large nipple over David's tiny ones, drizzling a stream of milk in the process. David shuddered at the nipple to nipple contact. Then Tanya sat up saying "I can't hog all the goodies." At that she leaned over David's gaping mouth and expertly squirted a stream of mother's milk between his lips. Returning to David's nipples, she alternated sucking and playing with them. David had always liked stimulation of his nipples during sex but he never had anyone pay attention to them like Tanya was doing now. It was sexy. No, it was wildly exciting. Tanya's tit sucking ability had been honed by much practice. She tongued and nibbled his nipples with just the right intensity. For the first time David's consciousness became centered on his own vestigial breasts. The world dropped away. His nipples felt so good! It was only Tanya and his breasts. He felt his erection get harder and harder. Suddenly she stopped. "Now you know what it feels like," said Tanya. "Except my titties are ten times, no - twenty times bigger than yours so it must feel much, much better." "Please help me," he cried to Tanya. "Oh, so Daddy wants some help. You didn't pay too much attention to me last night. How about this?" She slid her body down his until his rigid penis was level with her chest. Wetting her lips, she sucked on his cock for a moment, then sat up. "Oh no, I'm not going to give you a blow job. That's just for lubrication. Try these on for size." Tanya leaned forward and wrapped her tits around David's cock, moving then up and down along its length with her hands. David moved his hips in time with Tanya's strokes, fucking her tits. Drops of milk mixed with David's pre-cum as Tanya milked her nipples. David could look down and see Tanya's breasts jacking off his hard cock. It was wild. Every two or three strokes Tanya would extend her tongue and lick up some of the juices. But she would not let him cum. Tanya's 'torture' was interrupted by a cry from the next room. "It's time for Bobby's morning feeding," said Tanya getting up. "You just lie there until I get back and think about how badly you behaved last night." David didn't think he behaved too badly, but since he couldn't get loose, he had no alternative. His prick was still hard and he craved completion, but he couldn't do anything about it. David struggled at his bonds. He wanted to get loose but more than anything else he wanted to attend to his still engorged cock. David could feel the knot on his right hand loosening. Tanya's Girl Scout knot was holding but the material was slightly elastic. He pulled and twisted and gradually managed to work his hand almost free. With a big effort, he felt that he could pull loose. Then he went to work on his left hand. It too was bound by slightly elastic material. With a lot of tugging he loosened the bond as well. David's escape was interrupted as Tanya re-entered the room. "Bobby's had his breakfast and a new diaper. We can take up where we left off. Let's see. Where was I. Oh yes, I was tit fucking your dick." Tanya looked down at her slightly deflated breasts. "On the other hand, between my own squeezing and Bobby's sucking, I think the girls have had enough of a workout this morning. I'll just play with your cock for a while until I make up my mind what to do with you." She resumed her straddle position, one leg on either side of David's hips, and encircled his balls and the base of his penis with both hands. Then she lowered her mouth and began licking the head. In a few seconds it was back to its former hardness. Rising up on her knees she brought the head of his cock to the lips of her vagina and started stroking herself with it. "I used to do this with a cucumber when I was a teen," Tanya said, "But it's much better with the real thing." She stroked few a few minutes then said, "I'll bet you want me to do this." With a quick movement she slipped David's cock inside her pussy and sat down hard. David's cock plunged in to the hilt. Just as quickly she withdrew and resumed rubbing his wet cockhead on her clit. "I'm getting excited," said Tanya. "I think I'll try that once more - but don't get any ideas. I'm not through with you yet." As she descended on his cock the second time, her tits dangling close to his face, David jerked his hands free. With one swift motion he grabbed the end of each breast and pulled them downward, one to each side of his body. Tanya's chest collapsed against his. She was now imprisoned by the pull on her tits and his erect cock up her cunt. "Stop, stop, it hurts." cried Tanya. "You'll rip my titties off." "Yes I will," replied David, unless you finish what you've started. Does this hurt enough?" said David as he pinched still harder. "Yes, yes" cried Tanya. David relaxed his hold enough to let Tanya move her hips, then using her nipples as reins he pulled her body up and down on his cock. Tanya smiled inwardly. He was doing just what she wanted him to do. Up, down, up, down. The morning's sex play had gotten them both to the verge of climax. Tanya had almost come several times during her self-stimulation and David's prick felt as if it was about to explode. Tanya cried "Harder, harder. I'm almost there. Pull harder!" David yanked on each nipple, pinching them between his fingers with all his strength. He was using so much force that he even feared that he might actually pull her tits off. "Pull harder" shrieked Tanya. "Harder!" With each tug Tanya's hips drove down on his cock and he could feel it pounding into her uterus. Her thigh muscles clenched squeezing her vagina even tighter. David's prick was gripped in a tunnel of lubricated flesh and the sensation was exquisite. He felt his sperm boiling up and knew he would erupt in a second. Tanya drove her hips down with violent force, crying "Yes, YES!" With mighty spasms they came within seconds of each other. David relaxed his hold on Tanya's nipples. They were swollen and red with finger bruises around the areolas. Tanya didn't seem to mind the pain yet but David suspected that Bobby would be bottle fed for a few days. Tanya climbed off the bed. "And let that be a lesson to you," she said as she untied the rest of David's restraints. "I don't want to have to do it again." David secretly wished she would. About a month after David's 'lesson', Bobby abruptly weaned himself. It was not unexpected. Bobby was a year old and had already grown six teeth. He was ready for solid food. Still, this caused Tanya some concern. She enjoyed filling her maternal duties, holding her child close to her chest and using her breasts for their natural nutritional function. More important, she relished the role that her engorged breasts played in her new sex life with David. As far as sex went, Tanya wanted to be on top, figuratively and literally. She was well aware that her breasts gave her the control of most of their sexual encounters. A mere glimpse of her naked breasts was enough to turn David on. She could guide the path of their love making by her breast manipulation. Soft nipple caresses of David's body generally led to a relaxed and leisurely fucking. More vigorous breast manipulation, squeezing her tits and sucking her own nipples usually induced a stronger fuck session. Finally pulling and biting on her tits, jamming her turgid nipples in David's mouth, and encouraging him to suck and chew the milk spewing ends most often encouraged a violent fuck in which both lost control. She liked the last type of sex best but it was too taxing on the body to endure more than a couple of times a week. That's about the time it took the bruises on her tits to fade. She liked to be on top physically as well. Her favorite position was riding David's cock while she sat astride his hips, her enormous breasts hanging down in his face. This was the best of all positions. He penetrated her vagina right to the end and she could control the motion. She also found it exciting to watch as her lovely breasts dangled between their bodies. The woman on top position put her breasts within easy reach of both of their hands and mouths. She could fondle her own tits, something she always enjoyed, or David could suck her and fuck her at the same time. Often they did both, David milking and sucking one tit while she rolled and squeezed the nipple of the other. Now that Bobby was weaned, all this was going to change. Tanya knew that she could keep her milk flowing for a while by draining her breasts regularly. She would use a breast pump, of course, but she preferred human contact. David was more than willing to nurse her but most of the time this led to sex and she didn't see how they could keep it up for more than a few weeks. Besides she wanted to keep David's time at her breast a special treat. She didn't want him to think of it as a chore. Tanya decided that this was something she would have to do herself. After she finished her afternoon shower, Tanya examined her tits carefully. They were large and symmetrical, her special joy. She dabbed at the rivulets of water still dripping from her body, then bent forward from the waist, causing the large tits to dangle pendulously. Twisting back and forth she followed the swaying motion of her breasts. A large drop of water crossed the inner swell of her left mound, paused momentarily on her distended agitated nipple, then dropped to the bathmat. Tanya cupped her breasts gently then slid her palms down their undersides until her fingers grazed her nipples. Lightly pinching the swelling nipples, she continued her downward motion, pulling the turgid tips as far as they could go from her breasts. Tanya lightly milked her nipples with a stroking action, increasing the pressure of her thumb and forefingers until she could take no more. She raised the left one for inspection. The nipple was almost perfectly centered in the light brown areola. It looks beautiful, she decided. No wonder David likes it so much. She ran her forefinger around the base of the nipple, then stroked up its entire length. It still felt wonderful. It was just like the sensations she remembered as a teen. No, it was even better now. She repeated her examination with the right breast. With a gesture bred of much practice, she straightened up and tilted both breasts up to her waiting lips. She caressed the tumid tips, grazing her tongue and teeth across their sensitive surfaces. She extended her tongue and licked both nipples, then rolled the tips between her fingers. They became stiff and began to tingle a little. She reached her tongue down to touch them, enjoying the fact that her breasts gave her so much pleasure. A droplet of milk escaped and Tanya licked it up, savoring the taste. Yes, she would empty her breasts herself, at least twice a day. She smiled and whispered, "It's a nasty job but someone has to do it." The physical act was easy. Tanya's breasts had grown during her pregnancy to more than a double D size. With a dancer's flexibility she could easily lower her head and take her nipple and entire areola in her mouth. In fact, after her divorce, during the latter stages of her pregnancy, she would sometimes wake up in the morning to find that she was sucking on her own tit. It seemed to ease her anxieties. When her milk came in, after Bobby was born, sucking milk from her own nipple gave her a sense of completion. It seemed a fitting culmination of all those hours of teen breast play. Tanya found it hard to describe the sensations she got from fondling her breasts. The slightest touch of hand or tongue on her nipple felt, at first, like a gentle scratch of a slightly itching area. The "itch" rapidly grew stronger, demanding more and more attention until it dominated her whole consciousness. Waves of pleasure radiated from her breast to all parts of her body, her hands, her mouth and her vagina. These feelings soon became sexual, increasing in intensity the longer she fondled her tits until she teetered on the brink of a climax. A brief caress of her clit was all that was necessary to trigger an orgasm. But now that she had David she was determined not to cum while nursing herself. It would be like cheating, although who could blame her if she fingered her clit once in a while and had a stray climax or two. Tanya's contemplation of the task ahead of her excited her to the point where she jammed the nipple she had been examining into her mouth and started pressing it with her tongue. She started sucking and felt the milk flow, at first a few drops, then a steady stream. She swallowed eagerly, then squeezed the areola between her fingers to get the last drops. When the right breast was empty, she started on the left. She was in an erotic daze, hypnotized by her own self- fulfillment. David was not totally unaware of Tanya's efforts to keep her milk flowing. Small bottles of breast milk accumulated in the refrigerator, stored against the unlikely chance that Bobby would reacquire his desire for mother's milk. David would occasionally spice up his morning coffee by using Tanya's milk as a creamer. He also noticed that she seemed to be spending an inordinate amount of time in the bathroom, often emerging with a flush on her face and puffy lips. Most telling, he recognized that during their frequent and intense lovemaking sessions, Tanya's desire for breast play was not as urgent as it had been before. Full knowledge came after several months when David returned early from an afternoon visit to his publisher. He stepped into the bedroom intending to change for a jog in the park. He was surprised to see Tanya sitting cross legged on the bed, her eyes closed, a towel in her lap, a breast jammed into her mouth, sucking away for all she was worth. "What are you doing?" he asked. Startled, Tanya opened her eyes. Her breast popped out of her mouth with an audible squishing sound, drops of milk clinging to the nipple. "Oh, David" she cried, "I didn't mean for you to see me this way. I've been trying to keep my milk flowing for the both of us. I have to nurse myself morning and night." David took her in his arms and held her close. "You silly girl. Don't you know by this time that I would love you whether your breasts were full or empty? It's you that I love, not your tits." Tanya couldn't believe her ears. It was the first time that the word LOVE had been expressed by either of them. Tears began to fill her eyes. "You love me? I never knew. I've been in love with you for ages, but all this time I thought you let Bobby and me stay because you were sorry for me - and that I was a great piece of ass." "Well that too," replied David. "But it's just the frosting on the cake. You and Bobby have made me come alive again. Every day is a new adventure. I know that you wanted no commitment but if I didn't think you would laugh at me, I would ask you to marry me in a minute." "No commitment! That was a lot of bullshit. I just said it because I didn't want to spook you. I thought that all guys wanted free sex without being tied down. That was the only sales pitch I had. Of course I'll marry you - if you ever get around to proposing properly. But right now I have a favor to ask. Go and change out of your suit then help me empty my other tit. I don't want to walk around lopsided all evening." When David returned to the bedroom after showering and changing he found Tanya still sitting cross-legged on the bed. She sat just as before only this time she had removed all her clothes and smelled slightly of perfume. "Put your tired head here in my lap and nibble on my swollen titty while I discuss serious matters." David did as he was told. He snuggled his head into the cushion formed by Tanya's thighs while she bent over slightly to put her nipple within reach of his mouth. She pinched it lightly to get the milk flowing and gently lowered it between his lips. David tongued the slightly rough nipple then closed his lips around it and began a slight sucking action. "I took Bobby to the doctor today for his checkup. She asked how long he has been on solid food. When I said it had been about three months, she looked at the bulge in front of my blouse, then suggested that I should let my breasts dry up on their own. She said that long-term breast fullness could lead to a dangerous inflammation. I think she suspected that I've been milking myself." David released Tanya's nipple. He tried to raise his head but Tanya's hand held him in position. "Let me up so I can do this properly," he said. He finally managed to get to his knees, turned to Tanya and gasped "Will you marry me?" "Now that's what I call a proper proposal," answered Tanya. "Of course the answer is yes. Now get back and finish what you started. It may be your last dairy meal for some time." "The hell with milk. I want meat!" responded David. From his kneeling position, he pushed Tanya backward on the king-sized bed and threw himself on top of her. Her legs spread wide as she fell, then closed themselves around him, her strong thighs around his waist and her full calves pressing on his buttocks. Their heads almost collided, saved only by the lip to lip contact that gradually merged into a long wet kiss. David slowly worked his body down Tanya's supine form, kissing her neck and the front of her throat. He paused at the valley between her magnificent breasts, breathing in the heady aroma of Tanya's sweat mixed with the perfume scent and the smell of her still dripping milk. Turning his head he managed to push the nipple of her half emptied tit into his mouth for a few more sucks then moved down to her flat, slightly heaving belly. Tanya lay quietly reveling in the sensuous whole body contact. She knew where she was being taken and had the good sense to let David be the total master in this encounter. By this time David had moved down to the sparse hair covering her mound. Tanya placed her hands lightly on the back of his head to guide him to the right places. His head was now between her legs and she gently tensed and relaxed her thigh muscles. David moved lower, gently licking the outer lips of her vagina. Tanya spread the outer lips with her fingers to give him access to the juicier parts inside. "That feels so very good, Daddy. Eat your little girl." David's hands moved to her thighs and he pressed them against the sides of his head. Tanya got the hint and held him captive with her strong agile legs. David intertwined his fingers with Tanya's as they both manipulated her cunt lips. His tongue found her clitoris and he started licking. It was a wonderfully intimate moment, Tanya and David both holding hands as they caressed her cunt, David licking and sucking her clitoris, Tanya's legs wrapped around David's body holding him close. They kept it up for almost half an hour, approaching and receding from near climaxes. Finally Tanya could resist no longer. She could feel her orgasm starting from her toes and working its way up her legs. She began to quiver uncontrollably, a sure sign. Her muscles tightened and her legs stretched out rigidly. She pressed David's head hard into her cunt. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'M CUUUMMMING!" The last was almost a shout. David quickly pulled off his shorts and underwear and flung himself on Tanya's still quivering body. "That was just the appetizer. I'm not done yet." He massaged her body, legs, arms, breasts and torso. Tanya hovered in a post orgasmic state, satisfied but wanting much more. As David manhandled her she grabbed his rigid cock and shoved it into her dripping hole. Again she wrapped her lovely legs around his body, this time determined not to let him wriggle free. "Fuck me, fuck me hard. Fuck your daughter, Daddy. Make me cum again." Her words were turning both of them on. David had almost forgotten that Tanya was his stepdaughter as well as his lover and Tanya's words gave an illicit and perverse spice to their coupling. He began to move his hips, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Her hips rose to meet his. His penis pistoned in and out of her well-lubricated cunt. Tanya could look between their bodies at every stroke and reveled in the vision of his cock plunging into her. Her breasts squished between them and spewed droplets of milk on their chests. Tanya reached up and pinched one of her nipples, tighter and tighter. The erotic pain heightened her ecstasy. David's entire consciousness was centered on his penis. Nothing mattered except fucking Tanya. He stroked harder and faster, driving his full weight into her each time. His arms wrapped around her ass cheeks, pulling her upward as his cock drove down. He could feel the unmistakable prelude to an ejaculation. He was aware of pressure building up along his penis from balls to the swollen cockhead. He couldn't hold it any longer. With a final mighty thrust he exploded, sending streams of cum into Tanya's vagina. His body collapsed on top of her, his still hard cock in her cunt. Tanya knew that David was about to climax well before it happened. She recognized his telltale pre-orgasmic signs and was determined to join him. She tightened her legs around his body, squeezing her vagina tightly and pressing his thrusting cock into direct contact with her swollen clitoris. She pinched even harder on her nipples. Within a few seconds she could feel her body responding as it always did during her solitary breast play. She was on autopilot now rising higher and higher on waves of pleasure during each of David's strokes. Tanya's mind exhibited a strange dissociation from her body. It was as if she were watching herself getting fucked. It was a true "out of body" experience. She could even critique her own responses even though she could do nothing to alter them. She watched the calves of her shapely legs pressing down on David's back, pulling him into her. She watched the muscles of her legs getting tight, her body shaking, her fingers squeezing her nipples until they almost burst. She could see the driblets of milk running down the sides of her breasts. The jolts of pleasure from her breasts and her cunt merged. She gasped in admiration at the mental image of their bodies moving in synchronism, a perfectly choreographed orgasmic dance, better than anything at the ballet. She was simultaneously fucking and watching herself getting fucked. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She wanted to stay and look at this erotic pas- de-deux but she was building faster and faster toward her peak. She couldn't hold anything back. The first climax had just primed her for a violent explosion. "Damn," she thought, "I'm going to come before he does and there is nothing I can do about it." And come she did. Her physical being soared on waves of passion. Tanya "watched" herself go totally out of control, clutching David's body, tensing and extending her legs, arching her back as she had a powerful earthmoving climax several seconds before David's final thrust. "Wow!" she thought just before her dissociated mind returned to her body, "what a lover. He made me come twice in five minutes. He's a real keeper." Later that night as they lay in bed the fact that David had proposed and Tanya had accepted began to sink in. "This is going to be really difficult," Tanya said. "Everyone around here knows that you are my stepfather. Our friends may find it hard to accept. They already think that I am peculiar but now they will also think that you are a pervert. Which I guess you are - but in a nice way." David replied, "I have the answer to that. I've had some offers to take over as the science editor for a New York publisher. I've been turning them down because it would have meant leaving San Francisco and your job. We would have to move to the New York area and start afresh. Now it seems like a good idea. We could sell the house and buy some property in one of the smaller towns upstate. I'll still be able to work at home. We might even make a good profit on selling the house. How do you feel about it?" "You darling. I love the idea. Aerobics jobs are easy to get. Not too many women have the guts or the figure to wear a leotard and prance around in front of a group of fat ladies. When do we move? Oh, yes. Keep sucking my tits. I almost forgot about it during your rude interruption. It may be your last chance to get your warm milk from your private cow. Moo!" Again David did as he was told. EPILOG David and Tanya sold their house in San Francisco. With the proceeds from the sale in a red-hot housing market they bought a small home in a wooded area in upstate New York, near the Hudson River. They got married in a private ceremony attended by their new neighbors - all of whom assumed that Tanya, using her mother's maiden name, was the trophy wife of a slightly aging, but distinguished looking executive. David took the position with the publishing house. He commuted once a week to the weekly staff meetings in New York City via the Metro North commuter line but the rest of the time he worked at home. He wanted to be a loving father to Bobby and a loving husband to his wife. There was enough money left over from the San Francisco house sale for Tanya to establish an upscale exercise salon in their small community. The affluent housewives who were her patrons were impressed that their aerobic exercises were led by a real ballerina from a major ballet company. David and Tanya's love life continued much as before, probably less frequently but just as intense. Tanya's breasts gradually dried up and they returned to their normal size D . Neither pregnancy nor strenuous post pregnancy sex play appeared to have left a mark. They were just as beautiful as before although the nipples and areolas were a bit browner. Indeed the rest of Tanya's figure retained its shapely tone. She had added about five pounds overall but the weight was well distributed and gave her a slightly more voluptuous appearance. David kept up his running and, except for his graying hair, looked years younger than his actual age of fifty. Bobby was now in first grade. His absence from the house for six hours a day gave David and Tanya plenty of opportunity to have leisurely lunches nibbling on each other's private parts. From 12 to 1 became their "phone off the hook" private orgasm hour. They would talk, fuck, and otherwise indulge the other in every fantasy each desired. Tanya's only regret, shared once in a while by David, was that she could no longer engage in milky breast play. Today was different. Tanya had been out all morning. When she came home she grabbed David and led him directly to the bedroom. "Fuck me, big Daddy," she said without any perfunctory talk. She stripped her clothes off and undressed the astounded David. Then she pushed him on the bed and began rubbing his penis. When it achieved the necessary stiffness, she thrust it directly into her vagina. It slipped in easily. Her cunt was as sopping wet as if she had been fingering it for a long time. "That feels SO good!" exclaimed Tanya. "I've been wanting to do this all morning. I've got something to tell you but first suck my tits and make me come." David wasted no time in getting into his appointed task. Tanya pinched her left breast until the nipple was hard, then jammed it into David's open mouth. "Fuck me, suck me, fuck me, suck me" Tanya crooned as she writhed on top of him. Her hands caressed his body, with occasional detours to her unoccupied nipple and turgid clitoris. Her hips lifted and dropped, pistoning David's penis into her vagina. She clutched him tightly with both arms. He could feel the initial vibrations of her body through her breast, pulling the nipple from his sucking mouth. She started to shake toward orgasm and he felt her thighs go rigid. It wouldn't be long now. Just as she was losing control David said urgently: "Look at me." She opened her eyes. Looking into David's eyes while he fucked her was shockingly intimate, a kind of ultimate nakedness. Nothing could be hidden. "Don't close your eyes," said David. "I'm getting there," Tanya gasped, "now fuck me hard! Yes, yes! YES!" Just at the final YES, David felt his cum explode into her cunt. She forced herself to hold his gaze while her hips jerked and she gasped with the spasms of pleasure that shook her body. Their eyes remained locked while they both shuddered in release. The climax was as intense as the first time they made love. When it was all over she grabbed him and held him, panting and shaking with emotion, feeling that she never wanted to let go. After the ten minutes it took for her breathing to return to normal, Tanya sat up and shook her body like a satisfied cat, breasts and hair swinging freely. How beautiful she is thought David. "Now I suppose you want to hear the news. I've been at the doctor and guess what? We are pregnant!" David was overjoyed. "We are going to have that baby we both wanted. I can't wait until my breasts get full again. Isn't this the best of all possible worlds." She licked her lips in anticipation. "Thank God I tricked you into sucking my tit that first time. I love you." THE END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 74