Indian Breastfeeding Stories

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Annie & June Ch. 02

by writerotica on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

PREFACE The following is a "true story of my imagination" and continues the affair between two nursing moms which began in "Annie & June". In this episode, several weeks have passed since the moms' initial encounter, and what starts out as an innocent picnic turns into a torrid session of nursing, pussy eating and near obsession between the two women. Enjoy!...

Yes, Baby - Our First Breastfeeding

by Tori Dylan on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

"There's no more time for us to waste; You feel your heart begin to race..." SHIVER - Maroon 5 Adam, Your post seemed innocent enough. Well, as innocent as a personal ad could be: Nurturing Touch Needed 26 year old athletic male wanting to spend some alone time with a pair of nurturing breasts. I am a nurturing person by nature. My breasts have bee...

Sissy for Mommy's Nipple Cream Ch. 02

by ppeaks42 on Feb 7, 2018
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Recap ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ While raising her son Jim as a single mother, Julia developed a special bond with him by never stopping breastfeeding, which had the side effect of growing her breasts to a monstrous H-cup. Once Jim hit puberty, Julia made him start d...

Gamma Lambda Kappa Ep. 05

by RedHatter76 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

This installment is told from Raquel's point of view. ~~~~~~~~~~ As I drove home for spring break with my sister, I considered how I might manage my milk supply now that I might not be able to feed as much, especially since I couldn't be nearly as open about it at home as I was in the GLK house. It turns out, I needn't have worried at all. My milk-hound of...

Do You Want Me?

by justboycrazy on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'm so lonely and yet upset. Life threw a double whammy at me this year. Not only was my marriage crumbling, but I had also lost a baby. Two months ago, I had given birth to a daughter I named Christina Alicia. She was beautiful when I held her in my arms. But then five months and a half later, I lost her. She had a fatal birth defect. After that, I was told...

Breastfeeding in the Park

by Boxlicker101 on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

NOTICE: Unlike most of my stories, there is no sex at all in this one. It is my entry in the 2012 Earth Day Contest, so please read it and, if you like it, vote accordingly. I also appreciate any comments readers care to make. * Jessica Graf, a 27 year old mother of a baby son, loves going to the park in her neighborhood and pushing Frederick, her four mo...

Married with Passion

by marriedwithpassion on Jan 22, 2020
Erotic Couplings

They were at their son's wedding. The day was turning into a memorable one. Their son and his bride were happy. So were they. At first glance no one would suspect, but Tom turns to mush at weddings. He saw the bride, but he always thought of Valerie, remembering their wedding night and praising God again for how fortunate he was to have her as his wife....

Surreptitious Love Ch. 28

by BenGarland on Dec 3, 2019
Erotic Couplings

CHAPTER 28 - HOME ALONE One beautiful morning in late November I was sitting at home, marking students' essays. On paper, it was still rainy season, but perhaps it was about to be over. The day was dry and windy, and the sun was out. Our house was rather long (or deep), perhaps 65 feet, but only 13 or so wide. To the left and the right of ours were identica...

Found a New Passion

by sweetthing0864 on Jul 14, 2020
Fetish

After the loss of her husband Kelly James thought she would spend the rest of her life alone. At 56 and overweight she had contented herself with a life on her own. Her husband had loved her for almost forty years. He had seen her young and thinner. No one was going to want an old fat woman or so she thought. At the encouragement of friends she decided to jo...

More Than a Haus Frau

by Strangetwist on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

I needed to confide in someone, so I called on an old family friend to whom I had sometimes turned as a teenager. She now lived in New Hampshire. I hadn’t seen her in years, but we still spoke a few times a year by phone. I asked if she would be my confessor. She agreed. In my teens and early twenties, I had always been frisky. I found that I enjoyed not on...