Milky Adventure – Riya’s Compassion- Part 1

Hello. This is a prequel where Riya has just breastfeed Rahul and going back. This story will explain the entry of Aman into the Milky Adventure series.

It was a fine sunny day with cool winds blowing occasionally. Riya felt the cool breeze touch her face through the window. It felt good against her tiny droplets of sweat, which formed while boarding the bus in a hurry. Shreyas and Rajesh were asleep beside her, lying on her shoulders, on either side of her.

She made sure that the jerks of the bus were not waking them up. She just lied back and thought about what happened a few minutes back. She was sure Rahul must have enjoyed it. The poor lad seemed to make himself look strong, but she knew the suffering deep within him.

She knew that she was not ready to accede to his wishes, not so fast. But his soft and deep eyes pleased her. He was never going to get the feel of a woman, unlike other boys. So she felt the lust in his eyes, the need to feel a woman before fate takes him in, far away from the whole human race.

She felt she had done nothing wrong in pleasing a boy, in offering him her love, which he needed the most than anything else in his condition. While she was deep in her thoughts, she felt an arm moving to her navel under the folds of her saree. She looked down at her navel.

It was Shreyas’ palm which then moving towards her breasts. She checked if he was still sleeping. His eyes seemed closed, but his actions said otherwise. She stopped his hand by lightly placing her arm over his palm under the cotton cloth. His palm stopped right at the start of her under the breast.

After few seconds, he again moved his palm upwards and touched her breasts. She then knew that he was awake. She whispered, “Not now, honey, we are in open. Anyone might see us.” But the palm continued to move. She knew her boys wouldn’t stop so easily.

She just checked around. The bus had a 3 + 1 seating arrangement, with headrests placed high. Fortunately, there were not many passengers since it was mid of the day. Though there were few, they can’t see what’s happening.

She felt convinced and safe and removed her arm over his. She bent forward and made sure the window was closed properly. Then more of her breasts moved down and touched his hand without Shreyas moving. Shreyas’ palm opened up and accepted her breasts. His palm pressed her breast hard with his eyes still closed. Riya felt a bit of pain.

She cried in a low voice, “Ouch! Honey, do it slowly. Don’t hurt it.” He continued to press, but with gentle squeezes. She felt his need to feel her breasts from his squeezes. But she was equally aware of the situation they were in. She seemed to check if anyone was moving towards their seat.

Meanwhile, Shreyas moved his fingers over her nipple then and caressed it very slowly. The very touch of it seemed to tickle Riya. She felt the rise of her tips on both nipples. He pressed the whole of her breast in his hand. Few milk drops started coming out of her nipples through the blouse due to those squeezes.

His fingers touched them and moved towards his lips. He moaned, with closed eyes, feeling the taste. Riya slowly opened her cream-colored blouse under her saree, opened her bra, and moved aside the cups. She just set her saree folds wide so that it covered as much as possible.

He slowly bent down, placed his head inside her saree, and reached her breasts under those cotton folds. He seemed to take the nipple and sucked in. Riya felt the flow of milk into his lips. She caressed his hair on the back of his head and pulled him close to her. The milky heaven was for all her sons.

He pulled her flesh into his teeth gently and sucked her nipple hard with his lips. He took her nipple this time and bit its tip slightly. Riya drew her head back and closed her eyes. Her grip on his hair tightened. He occasionally opened his mouth, kissed the sides of her nipple.

He squeezed her breast with his thumb and index finger. With this, few drops oozed out and landed on his face. He collected those drops with his finger and licked them. Then he again placed his lips back and took more of her flesh, squeezing the bosom with his fingers from the sides.

Milk flow started to increase, and he made sure he sucked all of it.

Meanwhile, Rajesh woke up and stretched his arms and legs on the aisle. He opened up his eyes dreamily and saw some movements under her saree. He knew for sure that Shreyas was having his time with his mom.

He asked Riya, “Mom, What about me!”

Riya whispered, “Shhh! Slowly dear” gesturing him to be silent,  “I will let you do it once he finishes it. Anyone from the other seats can likely see you feeding if you do it from the aisle. So once he is done, I will let you move to the window, and you can feed on my milk then.”

Rajesh smiled with delight and moved his face towards hers, and started placing his lips on hers. Riya opened her eyes wide in surprise, but before she pushed him back, he got his share of a kiss.

She looked at Rajesh with mock anger and said, “What, honey! What if someone had seen it.”

Rajesh then said, “Let them see. They will just find that a son is kissing his mom, who is the sweetest of all.”

Riya then playfully slapped his arms and said, “That is not usually how sons kiss mom, not at least in our country.”

They both laughed, and she said, “That’s fine but cover up for Shreyas, honey. Let me know if anyone is moving towards our seat.”

Meanwhile, Shreyas finished his share of her right breast and got up with a happy face. She slapped his cheeks lightly and said, “Naughty boy, can’t you wait till we reach home.”

Shreyas said, “I just was thinking how Rahul was feeding on you eagerly, and then I felt the need to do so. I just couldn’t stop myself from tasting your sweet milk.”

Riya slapped him again playfully, and he placed his lips on hers moving forward. She let him do it since Rajesh was there to alert them just in case someone moved towards them. She placed her tender fingers on the back of his head and brushed his hair, and pulled him closer.

Riya moved back until her head touched the headrest. He placed his hands on her either jaws and kissed harder. He sucked her lower lip with his lips and licked it fine with his tongue. Then he moved to her upper lip and started sucking it. She offered her tongue, and Shreyas’s tongue just curled around it.

His lips surrounded her tongue, and he sucked it. He drew back, smiling with satisfaction. Riya felt good after his kiss and moved forward to give one last peck on his lips and brushed his hair.

Shreyas then opened his eyes and said, “Love you, mom,” and hugged her from the side.

Riya embraced him and said, “Love you too, Darling. Now move to the aisle and let Rajesh come in.”

Rajesh then got up and let Shreyas out of the seat. Once he was out, Rajesh moved into the window crossing Shreyas and Riya. Then Shreyas settled down at the aisle. Meanwhile, Riya cleaned her right breast while adjusting to their movements.

Then Rajesh hugged her from her side and kissed her shoulder. She patted him lovingly and drew him in. He placed his head inside her cotton saree and moved up till his lips found her left breast. He kissed the part which made the first contact with his lips. Then moved up to find her nipple.

It was rather easy for him since her nipple was erect and pointing high because of their sucking and kisses. He started taking her nipple and areola in and started licking it.

Riya said, “Darling, we don’t have much time before we reach home. Finish it quickly, dear. I will let you do whatever you want once we reach home.”

Rajesh nodded and started taking the milk in. He sucked faster and harder. He held her breasts in position, squeezed them lightly with his fingers. He made sure that he grabbed as much of her breast in his mouth. Then he licked her nipple and all around. He kissed the tip.

He hurried since he did not have much time left and he had to finish his share. So he squeezed slowly from the base to the tip and found the flow increases. He repeated the process to finish her milk as soon as possible.

He moaned whenever he gulped her milk, and the taste filled his entire mouth and throat. Soon he finished the milk and moved out from under her saree.

Riya quickly clasped her bra hooks and blouse and adjusted her saree. She felt relieved that no one had moved towards them and found their little mom-son secret. Rajesh moved his head closer and kissed her. She placed her palm on his neck and brushed it lovingly.

Both palms covered her cheeks and ears. He passionately moved into her and tasted her lips as much as he can. Riya’s grip on her neck tightened. She moved her other palm on the back of his head and pulled his hair slightly. She felt his tongue cover her upper lip first and then the lower lip.

She opened her lips, and she felt his lower lip first and then moved up to reach his upper lips. His hands moved to her breasts, and he started fondling them. She knew she could not go further, not at that moment.

She drew back and asked, “Rajesh honey, enough for now. We are almost near our stop.”

Rajesh ended his kiss, and she kissed his cheek. She had the feel of his lips on hers for few seconds even after he drew back. She licked her lips to let herself know that it was done. She felt relieved. Both the boys then hugged her tight from either side. She moved her arms out and placed lovingly over them.

Soon they entered their sweet home. They saw the toddler playing with his toys and the maid watching over him. The boys went and started playing with the kid.

Riya then told the maid, “Thank you very much, Mala, for taking care of my baby.”

Mala – “No problem, memsahib, your kid was very good and didn’t trouble me at all.”

Riya then laughed and said, “I know that is not true, but that is so sweet of you.”

Riya went to the kitchen and came back with a couple of teacups for herself and the maid and few snacks for the boys. She handed over the plates to the boys, and they moved into their room hurriedly to find their laptop.

She laughed and told the maid, “Look at their curiosity! Just like young boys who are playing for the first time.”

Mala laughed at that and said, “Kids are always young before games no matter how big they grow up.”

Riya agreed, “So true,” and talked to Mala over the incidents since the morning.

Mala kept talking to her when Riya felt a few milk drops coming out of her nipples. She felt the dampness formed on the blouse near the nipples. Soon Tarun moved over to her, and she picked him up into her lap. He touched her breasts and cried, “Mum-mum.”

She knew that he was hungry. Mala must have fed him from the bottle in the afternoon. She held him in one hand and unhooked her blouse and bra with the other hand. She then placed his head under the saree so that his lips were near the nipples. He hungrily latched on to that and started drinking milk.

Mala asked, “How old is your toddler?”

Riya replied, “Close to three. Why?”

Mala replied, “I see that generally women feed their kids only until they grow up to two years or so and milk production stops after that, that is why.”

Riya thought about it and asked with surprise, “So is it unusual if I produce milk now?”

Mala – “I don’t know much about it. I just felt. You can probably go and visit a doctor and get a confirmation.”

Riya nodded and planned in her mind that she would visit her family doctor the next day. She called and got an appointment booked the next morning. The next day she woke up early than usual. She arranged everything quickly for the boys and her toddler.

She told her boys, “Both of you. Listen carefully. I am going out for some time and will come back in the afternoon. Mala will be reaching in some time. Ask her if you need anything.”

The boys nodded, and Riya walked out. Soon she reached the hospital. She went there and talked to the nurse. She asked Riya to have a seat while she checks with the doctor. She came back after few seconds and asked Riya to get in.

Riya entered the consultation room, and she saw her family doctor. But she felt surprised to see a young male attendant sitting beside her.

The doctor said, “Hey Riya, How are you? It’s been a long time. Have a seat.”

Riya looked at her back, diverting herself away from the boy, and replied, “Hey. I am fine. How are you?”

The doctor responded, “I am fine too. Let me know how can I help you?”

She hesitated a bit to start in the presence of the boy. She gathered herself and spoke, “My baby has grown up older now. He is almost three.”

The doctor said, ‘Wow.. he grew up so fast. I feel like I have just got him out!’

Riya said – “Yeah, right. But I was wondering if I can….’ she paused for few seconds, conscious of his presence but continued – “if I can still breastfeed him or not.”

“Oh Riya, it is absolutely fine to breastfeed until you and your kid are comfortable. There is no such age where you can stop it.”

Riya – ‘But generally all my friends or neighbors stopped breastfeeding when their kids are almost 2 years, and I still produce milk. I felt if there is something unusual with me.”

She felt the stares of the boy occasionally on her. But she ignored them and concentrated on the doctor.

“Yeah, usually people stop at that age, but that does not mean you have some problem. Breast milk is produced with the stimulation of your skin and nipples with your kid’s lips, and most people stop that voluntarily. Then milk production stops gradually.”

Riya knew that her nipples were not only stimulated by her baby but also by her young boys. So she said, “So are you sure, doctor, that it is fine to produce milk at this age then?”

“I am sure there is nothing to worry about. But to make you feel sure about it, we will have a check done.”

The doctor got up from her chair and moved towards Riya. Riya gestured to the doctor about the presence of the guy without him being able to see her.

The doctor said in a low voice, “He is fine. He is not an attendant.”

Riya listened to her with astonishment while the doctor wore her gloves and slowly moved her pallu. The boy seemed to stare at her blouse-covered breasts curiously. Then the doctor pressed her breast around her nipple a couple of times. He seemed to observe that all with an open mouth.

Riya felt embarrassed but kept silent with no other option, keeping her eyes away from him. The doctor then continued to press her other breast similarly and continued to talk, “I found him lying on the road homeless. So I picked him up in my car and brought him to the hospital. I got him treated a bit.”

“He doesn’t talk much. He seems to be too young in his mind when compared to his age. You know what I mean. He is mentally a kid though he is older physically.”

Riya suddenly felt bad for her initial impression of him. He seemed to be lean, and malnutrition as the doctor said. She felt bad for judging him initially without knowing about him completely. She felt compassion for him.

The doctor then finished checking both her breasts and said, “I don’t see any problem here. For the safer side, we will get a test done and get a report of it.”

Riya nodded and pulled her pallu back, and looked at the boy with mercy. He seemed to still observe her with wide eyes and open mouth but unmoved from his place. She didn’t mind it then and thought about him for a while.

Meanwhile, the doctor had got everything arranged for the test in the lab and asked her to come over to the lab. They walked out towards the lab, leaving the boy in the consultation room. The doctor got some equipment ready to scan her chest area.

Riya continued to think of the boy while all this happened. She seemed to worry about his condition and the hardships he must have faced till then. Soon the doctor finished the tests.

Then she said, “The tests are done. So it will take a couple of days for the report to come. You can visit me after two days with the report. We will conclude your problem.”

Then Riya talked about the boy, “So doctor, what are you planning to do with that boy?”

The doctor replied, “Yeah, right. I have asked him about his whereabouts. All I could gather is that his parents must have left him out, So I think I will check for an orphanage on my way home to get him admitted.”

Riya then said, “I know one orphanage where one of my sons stays. I know that it is a good orphanage. They take care of the kids very well. I can get him admitted there.”

Doctor – “Oh, you can! That will be very helpful, Riya.”

Riya said, ‘Very well then. I will take him with me to my home now and get him admitted on Monday when my son goes back to his orphanage.”

Doctor – “That sounds good to me. But you are sure right you can take him home. Is it not a trouble to you?”

Riya – “No, no. A kid like him will not be a trouble at all.”

The doctor nodded back. Riya moved over to the consultation room with the doctor and found the boy sitting calmly and looking all around the room amusingly. She moved over to him and asked him, “Hey dear, I am Riya.” He looked at her, and his eyes lit up seeing her.

Riya continued, “I will take you to my home and then will admit you to a school with a lot of friends. You can eat, sleep and play there along with everyone. Will you come with me?”

He seemed excited but looked at the doctor for approval. The doctor nodded, and he agreed to go with her. Riya booked a cab back to her home. Once the cab arrived, she waved bye to the doctor and moved out of the hospital with the boy.

Soon the cab started moving. Riya sat on the left with the boy on the right in the rear seat. He sat distant from her and seemed shy to look at her. He seemed to steal few glances at her but seemed to move his eyes away from her when she looked back at him.

Riya laughed in her mind at his shyness and started to talk to him,  “So what is your name?”

He seemed to hesitate a bit but slowly opened his mouth to say, “Aman.”

Riya asked, “So what happened. Why were you lying on the road?”

Aman said, “I was with my parents. They seem to hate me. I have broken some glass paintings by mistake. Then they hit me hard with a belt. I got scared and ran away from home. I ran and reached the main road and then slept there. Then that aunty brought me in her car, fed me, and applied some lotion on my scars.”

Riya felt bad after listening to him. She held his hand and pressed it to console him. But he felt shy and removed his hand from her.

She then said, “It’s ok, dear. Don’t feel shy. Come here.”

To be continued.

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