And Baby Makes Three.
I had seen you around the neighbourhood a few times over the past year -
you lived about three streets away from me and my parents. You are a little
younger than me, seem to work locally and often catch the same bus into
town as I do. You were at the same school as me, but I was in a higher
class and left before you did, but I recognised you immediately. This time
you were sitting opposite me in the local clinic, we were the only two left
to be seen - and you were waiting to see the nurse for a pregnancy check
up. I looked over and smiled and you recognised me straight away as the
girl on the bus. At last I was going to become friends with you but I
didn't know how good this friendship was going to become.
"Have you long to go ?" I asked. "A few weeks I hope," you replied, "I'm
here for a last minute check up."
It seemed there was some delay with the doctor and nurse so I got up and
sat next to you.
"I see you around a lot and think we went to the same high school," I said,
"My name's Judith."
You introduced yourself as Sara and told me about your pregnancy, how you
had finished with your boyfriend and how you were looking forward to your
baby.
We chatted about names and I told you my favourites which you thought were
really sweet. "Can I walk back with you when I've seen the nurse?" you
asked, "I live near to you I think." I said it was okay and was called into
see the doctor - I had to see him to get a repeat medicine for my
headaches.
I sat back down in the waiting room until you came from seeing the nurse,
looking all flustered and putting your clothes back into position. You
explained that she weighed you, checked you over and asked about your
health - pretty general things I was told that pregnant women have to go
through.
On the way home, we chatted about me, school, our folks, boyfriends, more
about babies, parents, work and our futures - pretty deep for two women who
had just met properly at a doctor's surgery and seen each other around the
town and school.
Eventually we arrived at your house.
"Would you like to come in for a drink and look at my baby things ?" you
asked. I had a few hours to fill today so I thought, "Why not."
You lived with your parents but they were both at work during the day so
you had the house to yourself most of the time. We sat and chatted and you
said "Come upstairs - I'll show you my baby clothes." So we wandered
upstairs with our coffees, a little slowly due to your added load and made
our way to your bedroom.
You had lots of pretty baby clothes, some pink, some lemon, some green and
lots of things that had been given to you by other mums. You also had a lot
of really nice maternity wear - really trendy and modern compared to things
I had seen other mums wearing.
I was bursting to ask you a question so I thought I'd try you now. "Sara,
is it true that pregnant women feel more sexy ?". "Definitely !", you
replied, "But I'm kind of empty in the area at the moment."
You sat on your bed, a double, and asked if I would like to touch your
tummy and feel the baby kick.
You lifted your dress to reveal your big, white, stretched belly and
reached for my hand, placing it on your smooth skin. I waited and felt a
sudden kick, followed by another. I was amazed, I had never had chance to
feel a baby kick before. "Sit on the bed and you can feel some more," you
said, gesturing for me to sit next to you. You lifted your dress a little
higher and I could see the cotton of your bra and your rather large,
swelling breasts. I saw your tummy button had disappeared to leave a
little stretched crater unlike my deep hole that I was familiar with.
"Having babies can really ruin your figure," you said, looking down at your
breasts. "I was about 36C but now I've grown to about 38DD I think,
probably even 40DD"
You moved around and made yourself comfortable and said that my hand felt
nice on your tummy. I felt your hand touch the back of my hair and you
looked at me, sending me some kind of message that I think I knew what you
meant as you hooked you arm around me and gave me a little hug.
I moved my hand around on your silky smooth belly and you laughed, saying
it tickled but felt nice, and would I do I some more - maybe give you a
massage as you had no-one to do it for you. That was fine by me.
I felt your hand wander down my back and under the back of my cotton top,
stroking my back and sending tingles around my spine. "Would you massage me
here ?" you asked, pointing below your breasts. "Move you hands up a little
higher."
You lifted your top over your head, leaving your breasts and bra exposed. I
moved up a little, lightly brushing against your bra and heard you moan a
little at the pleasure my hands were creating.
"You can massage my titties if you like," you said, "but be very gentle and
don't squeeze too hard."
I moved my hand up, feeling the silk of your large bra as I moved my hands
around your milky globes, feeling them sway and swell as I moved them
around.
"They are very tender and full of milk ready for my baby," you said. I
could not keep my eyes of your breasts, amazed at the size and tenderness
and the way I could feel the fluid in them move with my every caress. "Let
me take your bra off," I said, reaching around you back and unhooking the
clasp, slowly pulling the bra free and seeing your breasts bounce free. I
continued to touch around your breasts, lightly pulling them and squeezing
them and watching the nipples grow after I brushed over them with my
fingers. I looked up at you and saw your face - it was filled with pleasure
and you look relaxed as I gently placed a kiss onto your right breast.
"Would you like to taste my milk ?", you asked.
"Please," I replied.
You moved back up the bed, resting against your pile of pillows and made me
sit between your legs, and offering your right white globe to my mouth to
suckle.
"Very gently suck my nipple," you said, placing it in my mouth while
holding my head in place like a baby.
I gently began to suck and teased your nipple with my tongue. I heard you
groan as the liquid began to flow and I could taste the honey sweet milk on
my tongue and going into my mouth.
"Drink all you like Judith," you said. I began to feel wet in my panties as
I sucked and thought of the way you looked - so sexy to me. You began to
pull my top up over my shoulders, letting my bra-less boobs free for your
to touch them as I greedily lapped at your milk like a baby with her
mother.
"I need loving Judith," you said.
I put my arms around you back and hugged you as I sucked your left breast
dry and moved towards your right one.
"Now lets not be greedy, save it till later," you said. I moved up you,
resting my head against your empty breast while you kissed me on the
forehead.
I looked up at you and placed a kiss onto your lips with my damp mouth -
covered in your milk that you had just fed to me. You opened my mouth with
your tongue and probed around, tangling your tongue against mine and both
of us letting out groans of passion and longing. I stood up and removed the
rest of my clothes and you loosened the rest of yours, letting them all
fall to the floor before lying on the bed on your side. I rejoined you on
the bed and kissed you again on the mouth, deeper than before.
"I will love you Sara," I said, answering your plea for love and attention.
"Please sucks my breasts."
You moved my body around the bed until my titties were in line with your
mouth. You licked around each nipple with your tongue before letting the
right one enter your mouth. You sucked it long and hard, making me whimper
a little at the pleasure and pain running through my body. You moved over
to the left while letting a hand trail over my stomach and slowly part my
legs and begin to slowly stroke the hair there.
"Oh god Sara," I said, pleading with you to suck more.
You chewed and bit at my nipples with your teeth, taking care not to draw
blood. I felt you fingers part the lips of my slit and run around them,
slowly sending me into a frenzy. I groaned louder as a finger entered my
pussy and searched around in the wetness. I held you face to my left
breast, giving the message to suck my nipple harder and probe deeper with
your finger. I felt you slide another into me and slowly start to work
their way in and out of my slit.
You lay me back onto the bed as you continued to finger me, now working
another finger in while adding your mouth and tongue to the combination. I
felt a sudden rush of wetness and tightened the grip around your fingers
with my pussy, forcing you to finger me harder and deeper. I began to groan
and thrash about on the bed, taking care not to hit your tummy as I felt
the climax of my pleasure being reached and orgasm taking place as I
screamed in ecstasy.
You lay back on your side while holding me, letting me rest my head against
you as my orgasm subsided and I came back to earth.
"Now its your turn," I said with a grin on my face.
I moved down the bed, placing a few pillows behind you back to your to lean
against while lifting your leg high, giving me a perfect few between your
legs at your glistening pussy.
"Eat me," you said in a fierce voice. You had read my mind.
I lowered my face over your pussy, smelling its aroma go up my nostrils as
I carefully tongued against its opening, making your groan and egging me on
for more. Placing two fingers either side, I opened your slit, exposing
your bright red clitty which I ran my tongue over and teased gently, making
you shudder from head to toe. I inserted my tongue deep into your pussy and
then withdrew it, slowly fucking you with it, pushing it deep then pulling
it back out, in and out, in and out. It was joined by a finger, reaming it
around, feeling your pussy tighten up against it then release it. I decided
I was to finger you in the way you had just done to me, while lapping at
your clit.
"Get on all fours," I told you.
You wasted no time at turning over and supporting yourself on your hands
and knees while pushing your bottom up and spreading your legs apart for me
to continue. I placed a finger back into you, easing it in and out while
licking at the pink bud of your ass, which was now looking up at me. Adding
another finger, then another, I eventually had three fingers moving inside
you, and you were riding against them with each of my thrusts.
"Put more in!" you shouted as you were riding against my hand.
I saw your face was looking back at me and I could see your full breasts
swinging freely. You were stroking them, causing milk to drip onto the
bedclothes. I carefully slid a fourth finger into you and wrapped my thumb
into my hand enabling my entire hand to easily slide into you. You arched
upwards as you felt me stretch you wide open.
"Oh god Jude," you said. "Fuck me with your hand !".
I began to quicken up the pace as you squirmed against my hand, moving back
and forth in time. I could see your belly move in rhythm with me as you
moaned and groaned your way to a shuddering climax during which you
screamed and shouted.
"No more ! No more !", you pleaded with me to stop and take my hand back
out.
Slowly I removed my hand, waiting for the grip of your pussy to weaken to I
could withdraw it. You flopped back down onto you side and I joined you,
each of us wrapping our arms around each other and kissing each other,
tasting the juice of each other that lingered on our tongues.
"I love you Judith," you said. "I love you too," I told you.
We both lay on the bed, exhausted at our lovemaking. Over and hour ago, we
hardly knew each other, but now we had intimate knowledge of each other's
bodies. I snuggled my head against your breasts and felt you stroke and
snuffle your face against my hair.
"Will you be my baby until it arrives proper ?" you asked me. I nodded.
"Will you me my Mama too and after it comes?" I asked in return.
"Yes Jude my baby." You said, hugging me closer.
We lay together for a while longer, feeling close to each other and
smelling the scent of each others bodies while stroking our hands around,
touching arms, backs, legs, heads, in fact all over each others bodies
until nowhere had been touched.
"You must go soon, my parents will be home," you said. "But I want to feed
you again like my baby."
Sitting back up against your pile of pillows, you sat me again in between
your legs and offered your left breast to me.
"Squeeze and suck it very gently," you said.
I placed my hands around it, feeling the hardness of the engorged nipple in
my mouth and began to suckle your breast once more.
"Ohhhh", you let out a sound as the milk again began to flow into my mouth,
cascading down my tongue as a small shower of warm, sweet liquid. Your
liquid, produced by you and being drank by me.
I felt very special and honoured as I sucked and gnawed at your nipple
until the milk slowed down to a trickle. But I did not swallow the last
mouthful. I was going to share this with you.
I pulled away from your globe, hearing you sigh as I did and moved up to
your face. You opened your mouth, ready for me and I opened my mouth,
sealing our lips together as I let the sweet juice go from my mouth to
yours. You moaned and held me close as you tasted your own juices in your
mouth, pushing your tongue deeper into mine to lick and lap at my tongue to
get the last drop from me.
"I didn't realise I tasted so nice," you said, finally pulling away from
me. "Let me dress you."
I stood up and you helped me back into my clothes, tidying my hair like a
mother would with her little girl. I fondled your breasts and put my hand
back onto your belly, feeling another kick as you put your put your panties
and bra back on and pulled your dress back over your head.
"Please can we do this again Judith ?", you asked. "I want to be your Mama
so much and feed you."
I smiled and said yes and told you that you are a good mother to me and
that I loved you very much. On the way out, you explained how I helped by
suckling your breasts and that you needed them doing regularly and also
needed the love of a woman at a time like this. I was to visit you again
tomorrow.
I agreed that I would love to help you and you told me that there are
things that you needed me to do for you but wouldn't say what they were
until my next visit and feeding. You showed me to the door, kissing me
before we parted. I walked into the street, giving a wave as I made my way
home, thinking about my new found friend and mama.
