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Jenna had been reluctant at first, but then figured what could it hurt to let her boyfriend suck her tits every couple of hours in hope she'd lactate. She'd read the information and figured it was unlikely, and she loved having her tits sucked, so no harm, no foul.

Well that's what she thought until the first milky drop was released, and her breasts gained a cup size. Every 4-6 hours she had to release the pressure, and at first he'd been by every day at lunch for his special snack. But the bastard was going on a business trip leaving her high and wet.

He'd woken her up at 2am sucking hard, taking the edge off before he left for the airport, and now she was stuck doing it herself. Jenna woke up at 6am took a hot shower, and sprayed her milk all over the shower. It was going to be a long couple of days she thought.

She left the shower incredibly fucking horny, as Jack hadn't fucked her before he left, or last night and having her tits sucked made her very horny. It's probably what made him think of doing this in the first place, make it so she wanted sex multiple times a day.

One thing was for sure, she'd be working from home while he was gone.

OOC so pm your character thoughts, are you checking up on her? did Jack line someone up to tend to her? there are a lot of possibilities.
 
Jack watched as the mailman rang the doorbell. As he observed through the lens of the security camera facing the front porch; he waited for Jenna to come out and receive her present. He wondered about her reaction to the surprise gift he bought for her as his monitor switched to another camera located in the kitchen.

Earlier, he masturbated while Jenna milked herself in the shower and ejaculated when the lens installed in the showerhead let him see her spraying the tiles with her warm milk. Now, he spied her leaving the table and going towards the door. Once again, the mail carrier rung another time and said, “I have a package for you to sign, ma’am!”
 
She wrapped herself up in her favorite silky robe, and made a quick phone call into work. Jenna tousled her damp hair and headed down to the kitchen to fix breakfast. There wasn't much cause to get dressed if she wasn't going to work and she was this fucking horny after all. She needed to eat, well drink at least and she had just poured a glass of juice when the door bell rang.

"Fuck," she cussed, wondering how this day could get any worse. She knew her swollen nipples showed through the robe, but for once in her life she didn't care as she opened the door after hearing the bell ring AGAIN.

Delivery man, not the usual mailman was outside the door, signature confirmation. She wished it had been the mailman, he would have rung once and then left a freaking slip. She attempted a smile, and signed the pad. At least in the electronic age she didn't have to go looking for a freaking pen.

She carried the package back to the kitchen, unaware of the impression she had left on the delivery man. Jenna put bread in the toaster, and decided she might as well fix scrambled eggs since she was so tense masturbating now would be even more frustrating. She added a shot of rum to her juice and opened the package.
 
Jack beamed with delight when the delivery man saw Jenna’s nipples showing through her silk robe. Furthermore, milk started seeping out of her tits, and the courier held the package in order to conceal his bulging pants. However, Jenna seemed oblivious to him staring at her breasts as she signed the tablet with the stylus.

She seemed in a hurry as she took the parcel and closed the door. Before switching back to the house, Jack followed the carrier; and laughed at how awkwardly he walked back to his truck.

Returning to the living room, Jack watched Jenna frying eggs and taking bread from the toaster oven. He knew her state of arousal by the addition of liquor to her morning drink, which only heightened his feeling of anticipation as Jenna tore through the packaging – revealing a breast pump and the following message:

Please use me to relieve any unnecessary tension.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang once again, followed by bills and advertisement sliding through the mail slot. Also, the sound coming from outside suggested another package left at the doorstep. As Jack observed the mailman depart, he waited for Jenna to retrieve her other present….
 
It was like Alice in Wonderland as she tore open the package. Mainly because it was written with an old fashioned quill. No signature, but she had no doubts as to who it was from, despite the fact that the package had no return address. She was flipping through the manual, and had just plated her eggs with the toast when the doorbell rang.

Jenna rolled her eyes, feeling the sinful and slightly painful sensation of the now wet material rubbing over her engorged tits. It felt like forever since the shower as she went to the door, unsure of what might pop up. She bent over and picked up the mail, before slowly opening the door. It was getting late enough in the day that her neighbors might be out, and she didn't really want to show off her assets to any of them.

She snagged the box and returned to the kitchen, by now ravenous for food and sex. She left the box on the counter as she devoured the food and set up the breast pump. They had discussed it, but Jack had always said he was better than any pump and she'd agreed.

Having assembled it, sanitized it, and plugged it in, she was curious. She considered the new package as she opened her robe, checking to make sure the blinds were closed along the back patio door. Jenna pressed her nipples into the suction cups and slowly cranked up the pressure until she could feel the milk flowing. She groaned in sexual frustration, poured herself another drink and opened the new package as her left hand wandered downward to feel her slippery needy pussy.
 
Jack joined Jenna as his hand stroked his hard cock. Seeing her suckled by the breast pump aroused his curiosity (Perhaps he might like to someone else suckling from her tits?)

He imagined a midwife coming to check on Jenna – complaining of difficulty with expressing milk. Massaging proved ineffective and so the other woman suggested that she use her mouth to clear out the blockage. A reluctant Jenna (her cheeks flushed in embarrassment) eventually nodded in agreement as the midwife lowered her head and wrapped her lips around one his girlfriend’s puffy nipples…

Because he fantasized about another woman sucking Jenna’s boobs, he missed the moment she pulled pussy pump out of the shipping box. Of course, the sex toy also came with another message:

Please use me if you’re horny.
 
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Okay she didn't have much in toys, just enough to get her off when she was between partners, but this thing. Well she wasn't sure what he had been thinking. She moaned as she had unintentionally turned up the force on the breast pump, getting both tits done at the same time had her nearly dripping wet.

She didn't have the focus to read about it, so she laid it aside, reached for the fridge door and pulled out a cucumber. She couldn't remember where she read about it, but she was attached to the machine and feeling a little desperate. She washed everything before it went into the fridge, but she wrapped it in syran wrap just in case, and then she was teasing herself with the thick vegetable.

"Fuck you Joe," she gasped unaware of just how much of the house he had wired when he set up the security system. She was slowly plunging the newly made toy in and out, gasping in pure pleasure when the pump made a sound and finally disengaged at the moment of her orgasm. Evidently the damn thing sensed the flow of fluids and automatically turned off.

She was surprisingly relaxed, and after she cleaned her breasts and pussy she took the pussy pump back to the bedroom. Jenna took off her robe and laid on the bed, feeling a little tired and after yawning she laid down for a brief nap.
 
Jack quickly added more friction to his dick when he witnessed Jenna taking a cucumber into her pussy. “Damn!” he cursed when he his penis shot sperm onto his monitor. Hurrying to wipe off his cum with cleaning wipes, Jack almost let out another expletive when he saw the time.

After showering and changing into more appropriate business attire, he left and let Jenna rest before contacting her later in the day. When he returned, Jack opened his laptop and found Jenna still lying in bed. Hopefully, she’ll wake up to answer his call when he rang her cellphone….
 
Jenna was in bed until almost 9am, when she rolled out of bed feeling relaxed. She was still pissed off at Jack, and was plotting revenge in her mind as she pulled on one of his shirts. She went to her computer and got most of her work cleared away before lunchtime. At noon she headed downstairs, stared at the fridge and ended up making a salad, topping it ironically with cucumber and egg slices. She set up the machine again, adjusting the setting down a couple of notches so she could eat.

Alice in Wonderland had gotten her thinking about white rabbits, and back to the other gift. After lunch she took a glass of ice cubes to bed, and while she rubbed her tender nipples with the ice she read about the pussy pump. It was basically a device to increase blood flow and therefore arousal, but fairly useless as a way to get off unless you got it to line up just right with your clitoris. She stretched out on the bed, wondering what he had been thinking, and wondering where he would be about now. She figured he was working hard, and she idly masturbated to a slow, warm, wet orgasm. She yawned, wishing she had gotten more sleep last night as she stretched out on the bed for an afternoon nap.
 
From the vantage point of the camera planted inside the smoke alarm; Jack saw Jenna’s legs spread as her hand massaged her moist cunt. As his eyes focused on her milk stained boobs – barely covered by his soiled shirt – Jack barely controlled himself as his cock almost creamed on the keyboard.

Since he spied on her, Jack knew Jenna ignored his calls and assumed that she refused to answer out of anger. He only hoped that his next present might mollify some of her hostility towards him as a woman (standing at the front door and dressed in a nurse’s uniform) pushed the doorbell button and asked, “Is anyone home?”
 
She had ignored Jack's calls, wanting to frustrate him, knowing he was probably calling asking how her mid day pumping went. Jenna wanted him to sweat a little, and she pulled herself out of bed hearing the doorbell. She peaked out the window to see a car parked out front and a woman at the door.

"He wouldn't dare," she whispered as she pulled on a pair of panties and buttoned up his shirt, the milk stains dry, as her thick swollen tits rubbed against the white cotton. Her breasts and nipples were clearly visible, as she walked down the stairs.

She opened the door and yawned as if she were still half asleep. "Can I help you?" she asked noticing the uniform, that it seemed a little too neat, a little too short, and definitely a little snug across the nurse's small high breasts.

Jenna had joked that she preferred pink nipples and a nice mouthful of boob in a woman, and Jack had fucking lost the battle to not cum as she'd described her ideal woman. The nurse came awfully close, and in her Alice in Wonderland thinking, she figured she might save him some breast milk to drink if she could just find a way to dine on the nurses body.
 
In answer to the woman wearing only a man’s shirt and a pair of panties; the nurse said, “I’m here to check on the new mother.” She hoped the scantily clad girl failed to notice her eyes glancing down at the dried milk stains on the man’s shirt that Jenna wore as she added: “I was sent by your husband, ma’am.”

Meanwhile, Jack casually played with his prick as he observed the conversation between his girlfriend and the nurse. He completed removing the rest of his clothes as he zoomed on the nurse’s face. She seemed interested in seeing Jenna’s breasts (without his shirt covering her tits and nipples).

Her body language expressed desire, but propriety – more like pretend propriety, as per his request - kept her hands from fondling Jenna’s milk-laden boobs. As her cheeks flushed red and she bent her head down in embarrassment, the nurse asked, “May I come in, ma’am?”
 
"Of course," Jenna stepped aside enough to invite her in, but not so much that the young nurse could avoid brushing against Jenna as she entered. "Jack," she said with a smile, "took the baby to see his parents. I've been so tired that I stayed home, I didn't even think about the need to breast feed."

Jenna paused closing the door, eyeing the nurse, noticing every little detail. "I've been catching up on some sleep," she stretched her arms over her head again, letting the stiff dried milk spots rub against her swollen nipples. "Jack thinks of everything," she smiled again and sat down on the sofa, revealing that she was wearing pale blue panties.

"I'm sorry, where are my manners," she stood up and moved in close to the nurse, just a few inches separating their bodies. She held out her hand, "I'm Jenna, of course," she paused and said in a softer tone, "Can I offer you something to drink?"

She figured the woman was a professional, she just wasn't sure if she was a professional nurse or a professional mistress. So she was playing it polite and seductive, she was having a lot of fun with this.
 
Jack stared at the nurse as he adjusted the camera for a better look at Nurse Nancy (while his other hand kept his penis in a state of erection). The hem of her uniform barely concealed her crotch and her bust strained from the snugness of her ill-fitting dress. Moreover, the tight fabric outlined the shape of her bosom – letting Jack see her aroused nipples as she apologized for bumping into Jenna:

“Excuse me, ma’am,” she mumbled as Nurse Nancy tried to enter the door without coming into intimate contact with the Mother. Once inside, she kept her gaze averted from Jenna’s lustful eyes. Nurse Nancy stood nervously as the Jenna explained her situation.

Alarmingly, after the Mother exhibited her barely hidden body to the shy nurse; she advanced to an uncomfortably close distance. Of course, she accepted the hand offered by Jenna and meekly stated, “Please call me, Nancy, ma’am.”
When she offered the nurse something to drink, Nancy retorted, “No, thank you, ma’am.” Contrary to her training, her irritation at the Mother’s forwardness caused to show her disapproval. Feeling regretful, and determined to improve the situation; she looked Jenna directly in the eyes and asked:

“Your husband mentioned that you have trouble expressing milk....” However, ashamed by the directness of her speech, Nurse Nancy once again looked away from Jenna as she added, “Is that true, ma’am?
 
Jenna moved back to the couch, sprawled comfortably, "Well Jack Jr. has a pretty good latch on, but sometimes my nipples get so incredibly tender." She was findining it difficult to keep her mind on the facts. "When he's not sucking I've had trouble expressing milk, such that when he isn't hungry it can be quite painful. We've tried hot and cold compresses but," she drifted off unsure of how much to reveal.

She undid the top button of her shirt, "to be honest after I feed the baby, my husband often helps relieve the pressure, and since neither of them are here....." her voice trailed off again. Her nipples were rock hard, but for some reason perhaps due to the intensity of the machine, were not leaking. Jenna had put the machine away, and she stood up slowly, stretching again letting the shirt lift.

"Pardon me, but I'm thirsty." She walked to the kitchen and fixed herself a tall chocolate milk shake. Jack said watching her suck on a straw got him hard, so she used a straw whenever they went out.
 
While Jenna talked about her present difficulties; Nancy tried not to look at the other woman’s breasts. Unfortunately, the subject of breastfeeding made the nurse stare at Jenna’s puffy nipples.

Her gradual unbutton of Jack’s shirt presented Nancy with an increasingly unobstructed view of Jenna’s cleavage. Her nether regions grew wet when she accidentally spotted the periphery of the “mother’s” areolae. When Jenna’s shifting body exposed one of her nipples, Nancy felt her clitoris throb with excitement as she said:

“Perhaps I can be of assistance, ma’am?” Although she desired to suckle from Jenna’s tits, Nancy felt ashamed for brazenly wanting to nurse from another woman’s breasts. However, since she already offered to help Jenna, she went on to explain, “I’m always happy to act as a substitute.”

Back in his room, Jack emptied another load of spunk onto the bedsheets. While annoyed by the mess he produced, the ever bashful expression on Nancy’s face constantly titillated his libido. His sore dick quickly revived as he jealously watched his girlfriend seduce the supposedly naïve Nurse Nancy….
 
Jenna had tasted her milk before, having kissed Jack after feeding him. It was sweet and she deliberately used it in her milk shake. She was not surprised when Nancy agreed to subsitiute, she saw strange gleam of hunger in the nurse's eyes. She slowly undid the buttons on the shirt and deliberately walked to the laundry room just off the kitchen and bent over to lay it on top of a basket of laundry, showing off the increasingly wet panties.

She came back to the kitchen and slurped at the shake, "Just let me finish this," she sucked but did not swallow hoping that seeing her going so slowly would encourage Nancy to have a taste of the milkshake, even as her nipples throbbed with need.
 
Unsuccessful in looking away from Jenna’s body, Nancy gazed at her damp panties. Glistening with moisture, the transparent material clung to Jenna’s labia and spread her cunt juices to the rest of her groin. Nancy struggled to keep her hands from her vulva as she caught sight of Jenna’s neatly trimmed pubic triangle through the wet fabric.

The slurping sounds of Jenna sucking her glass of milk shake through a plastic straw made Nancy stare at Jenna’s raw nipples. The thought of drinking from her exposed tits caused the nurse’s mouth to dry with thirst. After clearing her throat, she said, “Can I try some of that milk shake?”
 
"Of course," Jenna got out a fresh straw, noticing that her hard throbbing nipple were beginning to glisten, the higher pitched squeak of Nancy's voice was having a strange affect on her breasts.

Once Nancy began to suck on the straw Jenna did as well, and they finished it quickly. "Do you mind if we go to the bedroom, I'm more comfortable nursing there, all the pillows," she said with a soft almost demure smile as if the thought of letting Nancy suckle was taboo.

She walked slowly up the stairs in front of Nancy knowing her panties are soaked and giving the girl an indecent view of her own arousal as she walked up the stairs. She went to the guest bedroom, the bed neatly made with a ton of pillows and she moved to the bed.

Their was an assortment of lotions on the nightstand, creams and oils made for breast play and she gestured to them, "Jack likes to rub the honey lotion on first," she stretched out, semi reclined, a pillow keeping her semi upright so her breasts lay in a nice relaxed position.
 
The sweet flavor of the milk shake seemed strangely familiar to Nancy. As she longingly looked into Jenna’s eyes, she wanted to ask if she added condensed milk; but before she worked the courage to broach her question, they emptied the glass and she reluctantly withdrew her lips from her straw.

Her usual downward gaze afforded her a view of Jenna’s nipples – frosted white with breastmilk. Nancy desperately wanted to lick the droplets hanging from the tips of her tits. Unfortunately, as she considered bending her head down, Jenna had already turned to lead the nurse to the bedroom.

Jack, his hard cock in his lubricated hand, leaked a trickle of semen when he saw the women drinking the shake made from Jenna’s milk. With his free hand, he busily switched to the camera monitoring the stairwell: expressing delight as he watched them climb the steps to the second floor (and stroked his dick to the edge of another ejaculation).

Meanwhile, Nancy followed close behind Jenna’s footsteps. Her nearness permitted her to inhale the other woman’s scent. Nancy’s clitoris twitched excitedly when her nose brushed Jenna’s panties. In that instant, she breathed in the aroma of perfume mixed with pussy. Her mouth filled with saliva as Nancy imagined tasting Jenna’s vagina with her tongue.

Lost in lesbian fantasies involving her and Jenna, Nancy barely registered the mention of honey lotion. Realizing that she still stood at the entrance – and unresponsive to Jenna’s suggestion – Nancy hurriedly went to the nightstand and dripped lotion onto her palms. As she massaged Jenna with her slippery hands, she asked the other woman, “Am I doing this right, ma’am?
 
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Jenna closed her eyes, sensing Nancy would be bolder if she felt she wasn't being watched. "You can squeeze the entire breast a little harder." She smiled at Nancy's sudden lack of expertise and wondered just how many women she had helped nurse. Her nipples were wet and she bit her lip to keep from moaning as Nancy in a mix of experience and hesitation massaged her milk filled breasts.

"Very nice, you notice the milk beginning to flow?" she asked softly, "so you can suckle at any time," it would take at least 10 minutes to release the fullness of one breast, Jack usually did five minutes on each for 30 minutes at lunch time which took enough for her to make it six hours. Less time meant she refilled faster, once he'd sucked for a few minutes on each just enough to get them to flow and then they'd fucked as her nipples spurted. It had been hot and messy, and he'd agreed to only do it again in the bathroom.
 
As Jenna’s nipples seeped milk that dripped onto her hands, Nancy gave in to the temptation of bringing her fingers to her mouth and sucking the sweet liquid from her digits. After savoring the delicious combination of breastmilk and honey, Nancy returned to massaging Jenna’s bosom.

Her palms felt moist from the free-flowing milk coming out of Jenna. When she unintentionally pinched one of Jenna’s nipples, Nancy squinted when milk shot into one of her eyes. Momentarily blinded, the nurse paused and used her handkerchief to catch her tears. When her vision came back, the trickles of milk dribbling down to Jenna’s stomach lured Nancy back to the other woman’s side.

She hesitantly lowered her face until her lips surrounded Jenna’s right nipple. Her mouth quickly filled with milk as Jenna’s breast responded to Nancy’s eager suckling; while the nurse attended to her other breast – fondling her boob and pinching her nipple – which caused milk to shoot into the air.

Entranced by the unfolding situation back at his house, Jack barely noticed the knock on his hotel room door. When he finally answered, Jack chose not to cover his body with a robe. He expected this arrival and he opened the door to let in the trainer: Asian, well-built and unconcerned by Jack’s nudity.

As he put down his gym bag, he turned to around to face Jack. After removing and folding his dark glasses, he put his shades next to the TV and asked: “Would you like me to also get naked?”
 
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Jenna knew Nancy was hooked when she spurted milk from her neglected tit and Nancy switched between them, only doing a few minutes on one before being drawn to the other. Jenna's pussy was overheating and with a wiggle she managed to shift her panties aside and was fingering herself as Nancy nursed.

She groaned almost yelling "Don't stop now," when Nancy noticed what she was doing and had stopped suckling.
 
With Jack’s nod, the trainer pulled off his shirt and dropped his shorts to the floor. Spreading his legs, he gestured for the man to approach and added, “Go ahead and suck my cock.”

As he took hold of Jack’s flaccid tool and sucked the tip with his mouth, Jack returned to spying on his girlfriend. While the cameras in the hotel room recorded them for Jenna’s entertainment, Jack watched Nancy nursing on Jenna’s breasts. While one hand massaged the breast not suckled by Nancy’s mouth, the other masturbated the nurse’s sopping pussy.

Hungering for more than milk, Nancy placed both her hands on Jenna’s chest as her kisses trailed down Jenna’s body. She traced slow circles around the other woman’s belly and then proceeded down to her mound. Her nose brushed Jenna’s closely cropped pubic hair: Inhaling her womanly scent as Nancy kissed Jenna’s damp labia.

After removing her soaked panties, Nancy licked Jenna’s wet fingers. The nurse washed her saliva along Jenna’s drenched vulva, then closed her lips around the other woman’s swollen clitoris. Sucking on the nub like a nipple, she next heard Jenna telling her not to stop; thus she dutifully continued to nurse on the pearl until Jenna’s body shook in ecstasy.
 
"Oh FUCK," Jenna gasped as Nancy nursed on her neglected clitoris. SHe squeezed her boobs letting the remaining fluid spurt out, landing in Nancy's hair and such. When she came down from her orgasm Nancy was still there, licking.

"That's not my nipple," she gasped acting relunctant even as she wanted to make Nancy her fucking personal suckling nurse. "Are you available tomorrow?" she moaned, knowing she'd be good for a good six hours after this thrilling release of her milk.

She hoped Jack was having some fun, and knew she would happily answer the phone the next time he called.

"Perhaps you could let me have a taste of you before you go," Jenna suggested trying to pull off slutty and demure.
 
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