Tag: lactation

"Awwww! she looks so cute." my mom went all excited at once seeing my sister Radha and her little daughter entering the house.I put the bags inside and crashed on couch tired of the cab journey from airport. My sister's husband Rahul sat beside me on couch and we started talking casually. Even though I didn't spend much time with him to know him fully, I already knew that he's friendly and unlike many son-in-laws here in our society. My sister and mom went to kitchen continuing to talk and started to prepare for lunch. Despite the fact that my sister's family lives in another state, they come visit us once in two months at least and after Shraddha's birth, my sister frequently came here and that's a huge thing for my mom obviously. It's been 7 years since our father died and since then our mom started to raise us and found a nice guy for my sister and let her settle, while I'm still in my final year of graduation.We finish lunch and spend the day talking and playing with her daughter.

When my mom was in college she went to different parts of South America, usually small villages, and it changed her in a lot of ways, one of which was her views on breastfeeding. In her travels she saw that a lot of the women helped out in that field — if one mother was busy, or not producing, a wet nurse (as we'd call them in America), would always be there to help, whether it be a relative or somebody in the village who also had a newborn.This seemed to spur something in my mom, something maternal, a longing to give child-giving nutrients to offspring the way these women were. It's not that surprising that she married my dad a year upon her return at twenty-one, and quickly had me, eager to partake in the nursing process with her own child.My mother never had the biggest breasts in the world, but looking at the pictures shortly before my birth and after, you would have never known — filled with milk, engorged by the process of my coming to being, they expanded to pretty

My twenty-one year old son has difficulty turning his gaze away from my breasts. Not that he ever made attempts to do so in the past, but now that they're constantly leaking milk, it seems even harder for him not to gawk. You couldn't blame him; after knocking me up, my already heaving tits have only gotten bigger. The doctor says the leaking is normal, something many mothers go through, but it's hard to imagine that the size of my breasts had no impact on that front – it was as if they were already at capacity, and the stores of milk released themselves at a slow drip, drip, drip, just to alleviate the pressure.I could be reading the paper in the morning and finish an article to find droplets of milk on the paper before me, my top damp where my nipples stood at attention. James would be sitting before me, a devilish smile on his face. "Just move your coffee cup over a few inches over and you can save yourself the half and half," he'd say.Once when watching a movie with James' head

I couldn't believe that my POS dad would leave my beautiful and sexy mother (Jessica), after 19 years of marriage for his 20-something assistant. It didn't help matters that my mom was nine months pregnant, and fixing to pop-out my baby sister. Mom's unexpected pregnancy stunned everyone, especially me!My name is Robert Jr. "Bobby," and I'm eighteen and about to graduate from high school. I'm 6 feet, 180lbs; blue eyes, short brown hair, muscular build, lightly-tanned skin, and blessed with a perpetually hard 9" cock!I thought that I would be an only child; until my mom shockingly announced that she was pregnant about 7-8 months ago. Dad immediately blamed her for not getting her tubes tied after my birth! I didn't realize how badly their marriage had deteriorated, until Dad packed his shit and left a couple of weeks ago. I begged him to stay at least until after the birth, but laughed and said that I was the man of the house now.Mom was having difficulties at the end of her pregnancy,

My father remarried a few years after divorcing my mom. He literally ran into another woman on his way out of the court house. Depressed and in need of company, he invited the woman out for coffee the next morning.I didn't get to see Pamela for a few months. I knew my father was going out with her, but she never really came around the house. They always went out. After returning home one drunken night my father confided in me that he didn't want to bring another woman around the house if she wasn't going to last. He said that I didn't need that, especially after just losing my mother.My father had expected his tryst with Pamela to be nothing more than a fling, but they managed to last months longer than he originally planned. Soon, those months turned into years, and the two of them decided to get married.Once my father was sure he was going to be with Pam for at least a little while, she started coming over a lot more. And I began to notice something: her tits were huge. They were

Mary placed the final plate on the dining table and examined the spread she'd made. There was everything a growing boy might need, and more. Probably too much more. Sighing happily, she called for her son, Adam, to come join her."Coming!" came his call from his room.Mary sat herself down and started to spoon mashed potatoes, green beans and a pork chop on to her plate. The smells of her own cooking had her belly aching with hunger, so she dove in without waiting for her son. He'd probably be a few minutes anyways.After the predicted few minutes, Adam made his appearance, eagerly sitting down and grabbing from dishes around the table. "This is too much, Mom," he said."I know, but we can put the leftovers in the fridge. You can take it for lunch tomorrow.""I don't have a microwave at school, you know that," he replied, spooning mashed potatoes into his mouth."Well, we can have it for dinner tomorrow then." Mary paused her eating to watch with immense satisfaction as Adam devoured his

Laura had suspicions when she told her son about the experiment she'd be doing from home.  She was a lawyer for a major corporation, and with the creation of a new drug to help mothers produce breast milk, she needed to do first hand research before giving advice on legal matters.Her suspicion was that her son was a bit too eager for this, especially upon hearing how her breasts would soon change.  Her son was a biology major in college, so she was hopeful that this would also be a learning experience for him.She came home from the office, carrying a box full of the medication, a breast pump, and cups for her milk.  The upcoming month was going to be interesting.  She'd be a lactating woman once again.The first day of the process was simple. She took the pills three times; morning, afternoon, and night. The lactation hadn't started yet so she still had normalcy in her life. The second day of the process was much the same. She took the pills on time and waited.

மணி 10. 00. இடம் சென்னையில் இருந்து பெங்களூர் போகும் சாலையில் காவேரிப்பாகம் அருகில். சென்னைக்கு ஒரு நெருங்கிய சொந்தகார கல்யாணத்திற்கு வந்து விட்டு, மீண்டும் பெங்களூருக்கு திரும்பி சென்று கொண்டு இருந்தேன். பெரும்பாலும் பகலில் காரில் செல்லும் வழக்கம் கொண்டவன் நான். இந்த தடவை திருமண சாப்பிட்டு முடிக்கவே 8. 00 மணி ஆகி விட்டது. இப்போதே இரவு 10. 00 மணி. இப்போது வேகமாக சென்றால்தான்

Lakshmi was in trouble. Not horrible trouble... it was more along the lines of pain-in-the-ass trouble. It seemed like her whole life was like that. Things just happened to her that didn't work out well.Most people would have said the latest was her decision to let Arjun Singh take her virginity. She'd fooled around a little bit on dates and stuff, but nothing serious. Then, at age eighteen, she'd decided in a fit of anger that she should be a woman. So she arranged for Arjun to make her one. He was most happy to do so, except he didn't bring a condom, like he promised he would, and by the time she found that out it was too late for both of them. It hadn't even been much fun, and she didn't plan on doing that a lot more. For her it was enough that she became a woman.Unfortunately, she also became pregnant.Her parents shipped her off to her older brother to get fat and have a baby privately, so all their friends wouldn't know about it. They assumed she wouldn't want the baby and it

The story starts 20 years ago. Uma at the budding age of 18 watched the events after her elder Sister Devi's marriage with great attention. Devi was 21 and was married to a small businessman Rakesh. Devi had just completed her studies. She was a beauty of the area. She had a visibly thin waist and a broader hip. Though many boys had eyed her, Rakesh was a womanizer and he succeeded in getting her. Uma kept company to her sister by standing behind her throughout the day. Rakesh looked at her and felt she will be more beautiful than Devi at her age. He wanted to test her. He started teasing Uma by touching Devi all over her back whenever Uma was looking at them. When he squeezed Devi's butts Uma's face turned red. After a month Devi with Rakesh came back for a week stay.Uma found that Devi was always very close to Rakesh and was enjoying every touch of him. Rakesh seeing Uma steeling glances at them again decided to tease her. That night Devi was preparing the bed in her room. Rakesh