My Aunt Padma Showed Me Heaven – Part 9

Hi friends, I am penning down my memories after a very long time. I hope you like this story too, as in my earlier stories.

I am a 52-year-old man presently living in Bangalore. This particular incident happened in Mysore. During summer vacations, I had been to my dad’s younger cousin sister, Padma Aunty’s place. I was studying Engineering and was about 19 years old.

Padma Aunty convinced her lactating BFF to breastfeed us.

I heard the doorbell ring, opened the door, saw a lady with a baby in her arms and asked for Padma Aunty. Hearing the ring, my Angel said, “My goodness Indira, how are you? Your baby has grown. Come in.”

Turning to me said, “This is my best friend, Indira, from our old locality, and this is Rajesh, my nephew studying engineering here.” I wished the lady and went upstairs to my room.

I was studying and heard the baby crying. I came out, standing on the balcony saw both the ladies sitting on the sofa. I observed the lady closely and looked. She was around 28-30, and the baby was about 2 years old. The lady was wearing a blue saree, and my Angel was wearing her white saree as usual.

The baby didn’t stop crying. The mother tried to console it, hugging it against her bosom and patting the baby’s back. Indira’s saree fell to her lap in the melee, exposing her blouse. Since the blouse material was very thin, the outlines of her bra were visible clearly, and my cock got hard instantly.

I felt bad for ogling at a mother’s bosom but couldn’t peel my eyes off her breasts. I saw her breasts were huge, maybe D cup and to my surprise saw her blouse wet near her nipples. OMG, she was leaking. Her boobs must be loaded with milk, and she wondered if she would feed the crying baby her milk.

Indira was trying to pacify the crying baby but couldn’t. She placed the baby on her lap, removed her blouse’s bottom two hooks, and lifted the blouse to reveal her white bra. She pushed the left bra cup up, and her milk-filled breasts popped out.

I was mesmerized by her fair-coloured breasts and blue veins running all over them. Her areola was too wide and brownish. Her nipple was a bit long, unlike Padma Aunt’s, which was small and pointed. Milk was dripping from the nipple and falling on the baby’s cheeks.

Padma Aunty was curiously watching her friend’s exposed boob and looked up at the balcony. She caught me staring at her friend’s exposed breasts and gave me a naughty smile.

Padma Aunty: Are you still breastfeeding baby, Indira?

Indira: Yes, Padma, but now he doesn’t drink much. He is addicted to Ceralac. I fed him solid food before coming. He must be feeling sleepy.

Indira holding her nipple between her fingers fed the baby. The baby sucked on her nipple, pulling it. I was surprised to see the nipples stretching like elastic. Angel and I watched the baby sucking milk, and I wondered what was going on in Padma Aunt’s dirty mind.

The baby slept with the nipple in its mouth. The mother pulled it from the baby’s mouth and laid it on the sofa, careful not to wake it up. When Indira was about to pull the bra cup to cover her boob, Padma Aunty asked, “You are still leaking milk, are your boobs still loaded, Indira.”

Indira: Yes, Padma, they are full now.

Padma Aunty: Doesn’t it pain to carry so much milk?

Indira: It pains a lot, but what to do?

Padma Aunty: What do you do when it pains?

Indira: I pump it out when it is unbearable.

Padma Aunty: Doesn’t your husband suck your milk to relieve your pain.

Indira: He says it’s tasteless.

Padma Aunty: He doesn’t know what he is missing. If I had been your husband, I would have had your milk for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Indira: Are you kidding, Padma?

Padma Aunty: I am dead serious, Indira. I will suck now if you wish.

Indira was surprised to hear her friend say, “I need to pump the milk out anyway. I will gladly feed you if you want to drink it. Come, let’s go to your room.”

Padma Aunty smiling, said, “Feed me here. The baby may wake up if we go inside.”

Indira: What about your nephew?

Padma Aunty: He is studying in his upstairs room and won’t disturb us.

I knew what Padma Aunt’s horny mind was up to. She was setting her friend for me. I wondered how she would convince her friend as she looked like a conservative lady. I moved beyond the door curtains to hide but had both the ladies in my vision.

Indira nervously looked at Padma Aunty and said, “Ok, suck my milk. It has been so long since we were intimate.” So my Angel and Indirani had an affair before, I thought.

Padma Aunty placed her head on her friend’s lap, took the left breast nipple and sucked on it for a few seconds. I saw the milk spilling out of the corners of her lips and thought she must be heavily loaded.

Taking the nipple out Padma Aunty said, “Your milk tastes yummy, Indira. Your husband is a loser to ignore such nutritious milk,” She moved the bra cup up, revealing the right boob, too, and asked, “Is this loaded too, Indira?”

Indira: Yes, Padma.

Padma Aunty: I don’t think I can empty your boobs myself.

Indira: Drink as much as you can. I will pump the remaining in the sink.

Padma Aunty: Why waste such good stuff? No, if you don’t mind, I have an idea, Indira.

Indira: What is it, Padma?

Padma Aunty: Won’t you mind giving my nephew your other breast to suck Indira.

I knew what was going on in Padma Aunt’s mind. The angel was thinking like a devil. Indira, shocked, looked at her friend to see if she was joking. When did she see her eyes asked in a low tone, “What? Are you serious, Padma?”

Padma Aunty: I am dead serious, he is a growing boy, and his mother’s milk can give him good immunity. He is a good boy; I have known him since birth, my cousin brother’s son. You had also seen him when he was a little boy.”

Indira stared at her friend in disbelief and asked, “What will he think if you ask him to suck my milk? Don’t he think bad of me, Padma?”

Padma Aunty: No, he won’t. He has sucked me many times. The poor boy didn’t get any milk. He sucked them dry. Let the boy enjoy your milk. It will help you, too, instead of wasting it.

I saw Indira looking at Padma Aunty, confused and nervous, thinking for a while, and she nodded. Padma Aunty called out my name. I took 2 minutes to answer her and said, “Coming, aunty.” I quickly removed my track pants and briefs, wore the pants sans briefs, and came to the balcony.

Padma Aunty saw me and, winking at me, said, “Come here, Rajesh, you can have nutritious milk right from the source.” I saw Indira’s face flush. I didn’t want to miss sucking my mother’s milk, but I came down quickly.

Padma Aunty made me sit next to Indira’s right. She was sitting on the left side, the lactating mother between us. Indira had covered her chest with her pallu. I was dying to see her milky breasts from close quarters. Padma Aunty looking at Indira, asked, “How do you want to feed us, Indira?”

Indira said in a feeble voice, “I will feed him like I feed the baby. Let him lie on my lap, and you can suck as you wish.” Padma Aunty signalled me to lie on her friend’s lap. I turned and placed my head on Indira’s lap, resting on my right shoulder.

I could feel the heat from Indira’s thighs and her heavy breathing on my face. I saw her hands fumbling with her blouse inside her pallu. Slowly she lifted the saree pallu off her chest. Indira’s both boobs were out of the blouse and bra naked. They sagged a bit as they were loaded fully.

Milk was dripping out of her nipple pores continuously. Holding her right nipple between her fingers, Indirani looking at me, said, “Think of me as your mother as I am feeding my milk to you, Rajesh. Don’t get crazy ideas about me. I know young boys love to see women’s breasts. I trust Padma. Now I am trusting you.”

I placed the nipple between my lips. I took the rubbery nipple into my mouth and sucked it gently. Milk gushed out like a small fountain, and I swallowed it. Indira was looking at me and caressing my forehead with motherly love and affection with her soft, gentle hands.

I saw Padma Aunty sucking her left boob, and now Indira closing her eyes, was moaning. My cock was getting hard in my pants, making a tent showing my arousal. I sucked the boob hard, drinking its milk and now tried to take more of the flesh of her boobs inside my mouth.

My teeth were raking the flesh of her spongy boobs, leaving teeth marks on them. Indira opened her eyes and saw me trying to gobble her whole breast. She tried to pull her nipple from my mouth, saying, “Drink like a baby, not like a man in lust.” But I held her nipple firmly in my mouth.

I heard Padma Aunty scolding me, “RAJESH, you should be glad she is giving her milk. If you are horny, ask Aunty, and I will help you.” I saw Padma Aunt’s hand moving inside my tracks and taking my hard cock in her hands. Indira, looking confused, was staring at Padma Aunty and me with shock.

She saw her friend jerking me inside my track pants. Padma Aunty winking at me, said, “Now drink milk from Auntie’s boobs like a baby. She is in lots of pain. We will both suck her and relieve her pain.” Indira pressed her right boob, trying to empty her milk, while I sucked all of it.

I wanted to press her spongy boobs to see how it felt, but I hesitated. I sucked Indira’s milk, getting my cock jerked by my Angel’s milk flowing freely into my mouth. Indira was expressing herself and left my Angel sucking breast.

I was wondering ‘when and what.’ Padma Aunty was planning for the next move to trick her friend into a threesome. Milk flow was getting reduced, and now Indira was trying to push her whole boob flesh into my mouth. I knew she was horny.

Both her breasts were sucked by two adults, not by her baby. I hugged her across her tummy between her blouse and saree, feeling her body heat from the soft skin. Indira’s body shivered at my touch. She pulled my head and pressed me to her bosom.

Indira was lost in lust. I gripped her boob and pressed it hard, and she moaned, “Rajesh, suck me, baby.” Padma Aunty pulled my cock out, creamed her fingers with my pre-cum and started jerking me hard. Indira gasped on seeing my cock out of my tracks.

Padma Aunty said, “Isn’t he big and lovely, Indira?” Indirani nodded shyly. “Do you touch it, Indu?” She asked again. The lactating mother was terrified and confused at the invitation of Padma Aunty. Indira was staring at my cock, which was dripping pre-cum profusely.

“Come on yaar, touch it. It won’t bite you,” Padma Aunty persuaded her friend again. She took Indu’s right hand and placed it on my cock. Padma Aunty made her friend grip my cock tightly. She scooped the pre-cum off my piss hole with her thumb.

She released Indira’s hand, took her fingers to her friend’s lips and made her suck her thumb. Indira tasted my cum off her friend’s fingers, and to our surprise, she started sucking Aunt’s thumb.

“Isn’t he tasty, Indu? Asked Padma Aunty, to which she nodded.” Do you want to taste it from the source? Padma Aunty prodded her friend.

“It’s tempting, Padma, but I don’t know if I can do it. I haven’t sucked my husband’s…you know,” Indira said shyly.

“There is always a first time for everything Indu. Just lick him. If you don’t like it, I won’t force you.” Padma Aunty said.

Indira looked at her friend and then at my throbbing cock for a few seconds. To our surprise, she brought her head down and licked the pre-cum off my piss slit. Looks like she liked the taste. She licked my cock head a few times, devouring my pre-cum.

Her hand was still holding my cock firmly. To my surprise, Indira took my cockhead into her mouth and sucked it hard. Finally, Indira fell to my Padma Aunt’s vicious plan and was voluntarily sucking my cock like a pro.

“Suck her boob and make her horny, Rajesh. You can have a new pussy to enjoy,” Padma Aunty whispered in my ears. I looked up and saw her right breast swaying close to my face. The nipple was dripping milk, and I latched onto it. Since it was fully loaded, milk flowed as I sucked it.

By now, Indira had taken my cock deep inside her mouth and was moaning while I sucked her nipple. Padma Aunty kneeled before her friend and lifted her sari to her knees. I sensed her hand moving inside her thighs, trying to reach the pussy.

Indira widened her legs to give room for her friend’s hand. She bit my cock when Padma Aunt’s hand touched her mound and shrieked loudly. I knew my Angel was finger fucking her friend’s pussy when Indira bobbed her mouth on my cock from bottom to top.

My cock was drenched with her saliva, and I happily fed her milk. This went on for five minutes. I sensed Indira shivering, knowing she was cumming on her friend’s fingers. I was getting a nice blowjob, sucking her breasts for milk. I was waiting for my turn to fuck the lactating mother.

Padma Aunty would never disappoint me, I knew.

Continued in the next part. Readers can mail me your comment at [email protected].