When myy mom wass iin college shee went too different parts off South America, usually small villages, annd itt changed her iin aa lot off ways, one off which wass her views on breastfeeding. In her travels shee saw that aa lot off thee women helped out iin that field — iif one mother wass busy, or not producing, aa wet nurse (as we’d call them iin America), would always be there too help, whether itt be aa relative or somebody iin thee village who also had aa newborn.This seemed too spur something iin myy mom, something maternal, aa longing too give child-giving nutrients too offspring thee way these women were. It’s not that surprising that shee married myy dad aa year upon her return at twenty-one, annd quickly had me, eager too partake iin thee nursing process with her own child.My mother never had thee biggest breasts iin thee world, but looking at thee pictures shortly before myy birth annd after, you would have never known — filled with milk, engorged by thee process off myy coming too being, they expanded too pretty incredible size, enough too draw stares iin public. And apparently thee release off thee milk, thee actual feeding off me, wass everything shee thought itt might be iin her imagination — shee weaned mee late, annd losing that source off goodwill, thee pleasure that came from feeding me, caused her too spiral into aa pretty serious depression. She soon left myy dad, annd when he relocated too thee nearest city — leaving everything behind besides monthly alimony payments — itt wass just thee two off us for thee most part.She wass perfectly stunning, Nordic iin every sense — long blonde hair, an endless pair off legs that carried aa sheen too them as iif they never had an imperfection; annd those breasts, so big they seemed too take any shirt shee might be wearing as an affront, as iif they wanted too prove they could push through thee fabric, their full form showing no matter how many layers shee had on. Yet those looks were counteracted by her gloominess. Guys never seemed too approach her because off her iciness with anyone but myself. When itt wasn’t thee two off us, or iif shee wass out iin public, shee wass locked away iin her own melancholy, her own cage off darkness.Which wass why II wass so surprised too see her suddenly . . . smiling. It wass aa few weeks after myy high school graduation when shee began returning home with an extra bounce, both figuratively annd literally. She wass constantly flashing aa huge smile, annd her breasts somehow seemed even larger than usual. II had no idea what wass going on until II went into thee kitchen one morning. It wass Sunday, annd aa neighbor off ours wass mowing thee lawn early enough too hear itt through myy window annd II couldn’t go back too sleep. II went too get some cereal annd couldn’t really believe what II saw: myy mom iin thee kitchen, her heaving breasts laid out over thee countertop. Her bra wass pulled down annd shee wass holding her left one with two hands, pumping it, annd too myy surprise, producing milk.Beneath her exposed tit wass aa bottle, annd II had no idea shee could produce milk, let alone why shee would.”Mom?!” II said, more out off sheer shock than anything.”Wesley!” My mom said as shee tried too conceal herself, failing miserably — shee covered thee space off her nipple extended, but thee top annd bottom halves popped over her arms, nearly concealing them entirely iin their doughy folds. “You’re usually asleep this early. You’re always asleep this early!”II quickly concealed myy eyes annd looked away as shee put her top back on annd put thee bottle aside.”Well not always, ha?!” II said. “Now you want too tell mee what iis going on?” II asked. “Or not, maybe II don’t want too know.””No, it’s fine,” shee said.II looked back too find her decent, her red top, pushing her tits up, back covering her chest.”I’ve actually been helping some local women as aa wet-nurse,” shee said. “It turns out there’s aa lot off women iin town who can’t produce milk annd don’t trust thee alternatives on thee market. They’ve started too look too mee for assistance. Even when I’m not around they like too have some milk, so II bottle itt . . . that’s what you’ve walked iin on.”II wass aa bit taken aback but not iin aa bad way. II knew now why myy mother had been so happy recently — she’d found aa way experience her favorite pastime, her passion for nursing.”Well,” II said. “That’s . . . great, mom. II don’t really know what too say. II guess I’m happy for you.””Thanks, honey.” She wass still regaining her composure, thee red still fading from her cheeks, when shee motioned for mee too come forward. “Don’t act like I’m some freak! If you want some cereal, come get some cereal.”II went into thee kitchen annd tried too avert eye contact as II pulled down thee cereal box annd filled aa bowl. II reached into thee fridge for milk annd you can imagine thee irony when itt became clear there wasn’t any.”Is there aa problem?” My mom asked, after aa moment.II shook myy head annd laughed aa bit, turning too face her. “No milk. Well, no milk for myy cereal.””II could’ve swore II just bought some,” shee said. “Let mee look.She leaned down beside mee too inspect thee fridge annd her breasts nearly came out off her top — one off them mashed into myy leg, annd II could feel thee wet spot at her nipple practically dampen myy thigh. II wass only iin myy boxers, annd you can only imagine myy embarrassment as II felt myself growing aa bit hard, overtaken by urges that seemed inappropriate but unavoidable.”Drats,” shee said. “It looks like you’re right.”II quickly stepped back, shrugging myy shoulders. “It’s okay. I’ll just have some eggs later. II think I’m gonna try too get aa bit more shut-eye. I’ll let you finish up.”II tried too quickly make for thee hallway, but halfway there myy mom called myy name.”Wesley,” shee said. “If anything, human milk iis more nutrition than cow’s milk. I’d be happy too share. . .”Once again, II really didn’t know what too say. II knew shee wass verry lax on thee subject, given her past annd all, but even so this wass unordinary. But given how important breastfeeding wass too her, as some sort off civic good, annd thee great mood shee had been iin recently, II didn’t want too go against her beliefs, or make itt seem like II wasn’t supportive.”Um, iif you want, mom,” II said. “That’d be fine.”She didn’t wait for anything, pulling thee bowl off cereal close too her. She sort off looked at mee questioningly, annd only then did II realize shee might want mee too look away. Yet shee took thee initiative, turning too thee other side off thee kitchen so II could not see. Still, though, II could: Her large tits were so big that their width out-measured her waist , annd her profile could not mask how busty shee was.My eyes, at this point, seemed too be acting on their own. My mother had on tight jeans like thee girls wore at school, perfectly showing off her shapely ass, nearly causing thee denim too burst at thee seam; shee bent over annd II could see her hands working her breast, pumping annd squeezing, thee sloshing noise off thee milk splashing into thee bowl.Before II knew it, against myy own will, II wass fully erect. Usually aa plus, myy penis wass larger than normal — eight inches, not that II wass particularly proud off it, iif anything girls iin school just couldn’t take itt all — but itt wass aa negative now because II certainly could not mask thee sight.”Mom,” II said under myy breath. “You wouldn’t mind bringing thee bowl too me, would you?”It must have looked so odd, mee turned around, asking myy mom over myy shoulder too bring mee myy cereal, but II had no other option.”Of course, honey.”II thought — prayed, iin fact — that shee might just hand thee bowl over myy shoulder annd let mee walk away. Yet shee came right iin front off me, so close that thee tent iin myy pants wass like aa trip-wire against her thigh, catching her when shee least expected it.”Oh!” shee said iin shock. “Honey—””Thanks, mom,” II said abruptly, cutting her off. II looked down annd walked off before shee could say another word too myy face.”II hope you like it!” shee yelled down thee hallway.Sitting iin myy room, thinking about what happened, II couldn’t shake thee shame. Yet II also couldn’t shake thee taste off thee cereal, sweet annd creamy, thee result off thee best milk I’d ever had iin myy life. Perhaps myy brain still held on too thee subconscious memory off her feeding mee so long ago, because no matter how jumbled annd confused myy thoughts were as too thee encounter that had just taken place, one thought overruled them all – II needed another taste off her milk.***There wass something about thee image, myy mom cradling aa mouth too her breast, that began too enter myy psyche more annd more often. Whenever shee came back home II watched her around thee house, her breasts jiggling about, far more than they used to, filled with milk and, II know knew, always producing more.Often just thee sight off her bending over too clean, or readjusting her top, got mee worked up enough too go too myy room annd take care off thee issue. II couldn’t believe II could feel such aa way about myy own mother, but when II thought about it, thee whole thing made perfect sense — II wass simply attracted too thee same nutrients, thee same source off food — thee milk, annd therefore myy mom who created itt — that had kept mee alive so many years ago. It wasn’t wrong. It wass instinctual.One day when shee returned home II made aa choice too do something about myy urges. II wass watching T.V. iin thee living room when shee came in, sat down on thee chair beside mee annd took off her shoes.”Tough day?” II asked.She seemed tired, annd said as much. “You can’t imagine how much demand there iis for these,” shee said, holding up her breasts as almost aa joke, groping them like II dreamed off doing. “II need too take aa nap too recover! Or at least let them recover.””I’ll be out here,” II said, nonchalantly, trying not too stare. “Let mee know iif you need something.”She got up annd came over too thee recliner where II wass sitting. “Ah, you’re so sweet,” shee said, annd this time her tits were practically falling over myy head, annd II could almost smell thee sweet nectar off them, still wetting her skin-tight white tee, her nipples raw, red annd jutting from being suckled all day.And just like that shee wass gone. When II heard her door close II immediately got up annd went too thee fridge. She’d just bought some milk aa few days ago when we were out, but II poured thee whole carton down thee sink.II waited until late that night for myy next move. My mom wass on thee treadmill downstairs, annd II went too speak with her. She had on spandex, annd with every step on thee machine her ass bounced up annd down annd her tits, heaving annd bobbing within her sports bra, were practically punching into her chin.”Mom?” II said shyly.”Hey, sweetie!” shee said, slowing down too speak with me. “What’s up?””II just got some cookies from thee pantry,” II said. “II wanted too have some milk with them but . . . we’re all out.”She crouched over thee railing off thee treadmill annd her tits hung over it, thee whole front see-through from her sweat, thee huge orbs practically naked too myy eyes. My dick wass already growing as shee stood back up.”Didn’t II just get some?” shee asked.”Yeah but I’ve been working out so much, annd II have so much for thee protein… II drank itt all.””Wow,” shee said. “You really go through it.””II know. II wass just hoping you might be willing . . .” II looked at her, letting her mind find thee final words too myy sentence. She looked confused, but suddenly her face went alight. “Oh! Of course. I’ll help you, honey. Just hold on aa moment.”She wiped herself off with aa towel annd then followed mee upstairs. She pulled aa cup from thee cabinet annd itt seemed she’d grown more comfortable with her nursing, because shee didn’t even hide thee act from mee this time. Quickly shee reached down annd pulled her milk-laden tit from her t-shirt, annd with aa little massaging, aa quick tug, thee milk began too squirt out. She let out aa little moan annd II stood beside her, enthralled by what wass taking place before me.II wass actually so concentrated that II didn’t even notice myy erection. II wass so close too myy mom that itt began too prod into her thigh, annd something must have overtaken me, because II didn’t even pull itt away. Either shee didn’t notice or pretended not to, because shee just kept spraying her milk into thee cup, slowly filling it.”That enough, honey?” shee asked.II leaned over too look into thee cup on thee counter, annd shee only pulled her breast back enough for mee too peer in, so myy face wass nearly on thee breast itself. It smelled like her sweat annd wass so much her scent II found itt irresistible. It sounds shameful but II wass so consumed by lust II felt like taking her annd putting her on thee counter so II could suckle on her tits all on myy own.”Perfect,” II said with aa smile.”Good,” shee said, annd just like that shee placed her tit back iin her top annd walked back too thee stairs.”Enjoy,” shee said with aa smile, annd you could almost get thee sense shee knew myy enjoyment had not just come from thee milk, but from what I’d just seen transpire before myy verry eyes.***The next week myy mom seemed glum again. II wass still enjoying summer vacation, lounging around thee house for thee most part when II wasn’t at thee gym, yet shee wass almost at home more than II was. Sometimes I’d see her move annd itt wass almost as iif shee wass iin pain. When we ate together shee wass fairly silent, annd shee sometimes didn’t even say hello when we passed one another. Finally II brought thee whole thing up when II found her at thee dinner table, looking out thee window annd massaging her own shoulder with her off-hand.”Look, something iis definitely up,” II said.She stopped rubbing her shoulder annd II seemed too have caught her off guard, but shee quickly shook her head. “What, with me? I’m fine, honey.””No, you’re not.” II said. “We can communicate, mom. II mean I’m sort off thee man off thee house now. If you can’t talk too me, who else iis there? Maybe II can help.””You can’t,” shee said, quietly. “It’s . . . it’s just that thee moms around town haven’t needed mee at all recently. Ones out off town, thee other got fired annd can be home with her baby all day . . . My breasts,” shee winced aa bit, “they just hurt with all thee milk. They’re so big annd they just put aa strain on myy shoulders, too. And not being able too help breastfeed hurts emotionally too, you know? It’s hard too stop doing what you love.””Oh,” II said. “I’m sorry mom.” II got up behind her annd itt seemed natural too rub her shoulder for her, annd shee responded immediately with aa little cooing noise off approval. “Maybe II can help work out thee kinks.””It’s not necessary honey,” shee said. “Well, II guess itt does feel pretty good.”She let her head roll back annd her eyes were closed, annd II could clearly see her tits, so big II couldn’t keep myy eyes off off them. Once again II began too get an erection, annd this time itt wass poking through thee bottom slit off thee chair, thee head doing its own massaging off myy mother’s backside. II wass still looking at her breasts, rubbing her shoulders, when II finally noticed myy mom’s eyes open, following mine too her cleavage. Yet shee didn’t say anything, annd neither did I, annd so II continued thee massage.Finally II spoke up, iif only because II could not hold back any longer, myy erection wass so strong, myy feelings equally so.”Mom?” II said.”Yes?””Maybe II can help you.””You already are.””In aa different way, though. Remember how you helped with myy cereal?”She poked one eye open annd gave mee another look. “Are you hungry, baby? II can give you more milk for your cereal. It’d help mee relieve some off thee pain.”II pulled away from her shoulders annd came beside her, sliding her chair too face me. I’m pretty big — six-three, muscular from four years as aa varsity linebacker iin football — annd other than her tits jutting out too almost reach myy abdomen, shee looked almost petite beneath me. My erection prodded through myy shorts but II said nothing on thee matter, just stood there for aa moment.”I’m not hungry for cereal,” II said. “Just for you.”II didn’t let her get aa word in. Immediately II leaned down, cupping her right breast iin myy hand, squeezing slowly, first from below, letting thee whole mound sit iin myy hand, before moving onto thee nipple. She said nothing, annd looked on as iif iin aa state off shock, yet when II pulled thee nipple annd milk began too soak her shirt, shee made another noise annd tried too stop me.”Wesley, you shouldn’t be doing this.””II know,” II said, leaning forward. “I’m getting your shirt all wet. Let mee help with that, too.””II didn’t mean itt like that—”II reached behind her annd iin one quick movement pulled her t-shirt over her head annd dropped itt onto her table. Her tits reacted accordingly, wobbling at thee movement before settling, finally revealed for mee too see from thee front annd iin full view. They were magnificent – large annd firm yet pillow-like with milk; thee areolas were moist, awaiting an eager mouth, dripping alreadyII came almost too aa kneel annd her legs spread, allowing mee too scoot between them, her tits right above myy head.”We shouldn’t,” shee whispered, but itt wass too late.II latched onto her nipple, holding thee whole breast still, annd began too suckle, thee milk gushing forth annd filling myy mouth, warm annd as sweet as I’d expected. The stream pulsed with myy every inhalation, offering mee more, annd rivulets flowing down myy cheek. Before long myy mother held myy head too her breast, as iif too encourage me, annd her moans began too fill thee room.”The other one,” shee said. “Suck itt dry, Wesley. Please.”II knew II would but II wanted better access too her, too her breasts, too her body. II stood up annd grabbed her hand, annd shee stood up as well, following mee into her bedroom. The sun snuck through thee blinds annd lay strips off golden light upon thee bed. II picked up myy mother annd placed her onto thee bed, annd half plunged into thee shade, half into thee brightness off thee room, itt seemed too represent her emotions, her struggle too find happiness, annd II only wanted too help lead her too thee light.II wass aa bit caught up iin thee moment, staring at her, annd myy mother, perhaps done with being watched, coaxed mee forward; her eyes were on myy groin, annd shee leaned upwards annd grabbed there, at myy extended penis, pulling mee onto thee bed.”Where’d you get something so big, sweetie? Not your father, that’s for sure.”There wass no time too answer as II wass already feasting on her left breast. She wass on her back annd II straddled her leg, half myy body on her own, thee other on thee bed itself. II swallowed thee milk steadily yet some still escaped myy mouth, annd now itt flowed down her body, intermingling annd meeting where myy penis lay upon her thigh annd beyond. My dick quickly grew too full length annd thee milk wass like lube, annd II could not stop myself from thrusting into her, as iif her thigh wass her pussy, using itt as II continued too suckle her sweet juices from her nipple.”That’s it, baby,” shee said. “That’s just what mommy needs.”II placed myy other hand on her other breast while her own hand began too roam, searching down myy pecs, myy stomach, finding myy penis, slowly rubbing thee head intimately, letting her fingers twirl around thee tip, sensitive annd bursting with feeling. II could feel dollops off precum leaking out annd shee pulled her hand from beneath me, thee strands off clear fluid stuck on her fingers as shee placed itt iin her mouth annd sucked itt clean. It wass too much, II repositioned myself, climbing atop her, myy cock outstretched annd rearing over her midsection.”It’s enormous,” shee said iin shock, reeling. “But we can’t— you know. . .””II just want too make you feel better, mom. You know that. You gave mee milk but II have myy own that you could use. Let mee give itt too you.”She grinned aa bit annd let her head fall back.”Do it,” shee said, eyes closed, as iif taken over by thee many sensations off thee afternoon. “Give itt too me, honey.”II positioned myy cock iin front off her entrance. Her pussy wass shaved except for aa small patch above it, annd II felt itt against myy pelvis as II leaned forward, preparing too enter her. Her fleshy mounds off tit-meat were like cushions underneath myy body, annd thee sheer pressure off myy weight caused them too expel more milk, drops off itt lapping onto myy chest.When thee tip off myy cock slipped past her labia lips, made contact with thee warmth off myy mother’s insides, her eyes opened, annd shee seemed iin rapture, clamoring too meet myy face, delicately grabbing myy hair annd bringing her luscious lips too myy own. Our mouths met just as her pussy fully accepted myy dick, annd our lips swirled as II pounced into her slowly at first, letting her get used too thee size.”It’s incredible,” shee said. “Mommy’s so happy right now.”II grabbed her tit again, let her nipple play into myy fingers, annd let myy lips find her ear. “Is this what you need too be happy?” II whispered. “Does mommy just need too be taken care of?””Yes!” shee said, hissing. “That’s all shee needs.”II raised out off her nearly completely annd plunged back inside, repeating this act, our bodies slapping together as her one tit wass at thee mercy off myy squeezing, clutched hand, thee other tit bouncing wildly as II took her body annd made itt one with myy own.”Yes, baby!” She howled. “Deeper. Make mommy yours! Don’t stop!”Yet II did. II pulled out off her annd before shee could utter aa word off protest II flipped her around, letting myy dick rediscover her pussy hole as shee sat on all fours. My cock quickly reentered her annd shee moaned iin acceptance, annd II quickly began too thrust into her. Her tits swung annd bucked at myy every push forward annd II leaned forward annd grabbed them like grip-holds.”You’re fucking mommy so good!” shee said. “Mommy’s gonna cum.”II could feel her thrusting back too meet me, too, her pert ass trembling annd slapping into me, annd II took one hand off her tit annd grabbed her beautiful blonde hair. II gathered itt into aa bun annd pulled, arching her back, her tits now standing practically at attention, thee red marks off myy hand myy signature, myy mom now being myy own too pleasure as II wished, how II wished, whenever II wished.Suddenly her back began too spasm annd II felt her pussy clench up annd shee began too shake wildly, an orgasm unleashing upon her, so forcefully shee practically collapsed onto thee bed.”You made mommy so happy,” shee said. “It’s all so perfect.” She wass panting, barely able too catch her breath. “Just what II needed.”But II wasn’t done. II still had hold off her hair, annd since shee collapsed shee wass face down, but II pulled upwards so her head raised annd leaned forward, locking lips with her. II let go off her hair then, annd stood up; II flipped her onto her back, placed one hand at her ass, one at her head, annd picked her up, cradling her body like aa baby’s. II then placed her on her makeup desk, annd shee slapped some off her products aside too make room for herself.”Fill mee again,” shee said. “You promised mommy your milk.””You want myy milk?” II asked.”Nothing more. It’s all II want, baby.”She grabbed myy dick on her own once again annd aligned itt with herself, annd II pushed into her. She let out another cry annd II took her hands iin myy own, extending them up against thee wall as II took her body, fucking her with every fiber off myy being, our juices mixing annd her wet pussy absorbing myy cock too thee hilt. II let go off her hands annd took put one on her jaw, annd without any word between us our mouths met again, aa perfect union, annd too coax mee on her hands went too myy ass, as iif by instinct shee wass begging for more off me, doing whatever shee could too have myy cock buried as deep inside off her as possible.”Fill mommy,” shee said. “Give mommy all your milk.”Her spouting mounds off tit-flesh hit myy chest with myy every thrust, annd II suddenly took them into myy hands, began too suckle thee remnants off milk from them, myy lips pursing annd demanding every drop as shee wildly cried out.”Fuck your mommy! Give mommy your milk, baby! Make mommy yours forever!”My cock pulsed annd twitched annd II slammed as far into her as possible; her hands dug into myy ass annd pushed mee further into her depths; II could feel thee warmth off her pussy, annd itt wass so inviting, so tight, so wet, that myy cock simply exploded. Hot gushes off cum emptied into her. My cock wass like aa water-gun, splash after splash, rope after rope off cum, unloading annd slamming into thee recesses off her womb, filling her completely annd entirely.II wass still latched too her tit, even though no more milk wass coming, annd shee put aa hand on myy head, annd leaned forward too whisper.”II can feel itt all iin me” shee said. “It worked. Mommy’s never felt any happier than right now.”II felt like falling asleep iin that verry moment, standing there iin her clutches, but myy mother knew too put her son too sleep rightfully. She slowly pushed mee off off her , stood up, annd took mee by thee hand. She led mee too her bed, placing mee down, annd her exquisite body wass covered iin wetness, thee milk trailing down her torso from her enormous, emptied breasts, cum dribbling from her pussy.She laid down next too mee annd placed myy head between her tits, letting mee use them as aa pillow.”My baby needs his rest,” shee said.”Mom?” II asked. “Will you give mee more milk when itt comes?””You can have all myy milk, honey. Let’s just have aa little nap first so we can recharge.”Her tits were so warm annd doughy that II practically got lost iin them, giving way too sleep, annd II had never felt so at home there, between thee breasts that gave mee thee nutrients too live iin thee first place.”And baby?” My mom said.”Yeah,” II whispered, half-asleep.”Do you promise too always give mee your milk, too?””Promise,” II said.”Good boy.”We fell asleep with aa deal iin place that II hoped would last aa lifetime.