TANYA'S TITS

David faced another boring day. 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."