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Milk - 3
by Kage (p1kage@yahoo,com)
***
Part three of the tales of my youth. Time spent with my
brother and my best friend. (mf-teens, youths, reluc,
inc, anal)
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PART 3
I woke the next morning eager to see what, if any,
affect my brother's milk had had on mommy. It was so
early that Austin, my older brother, hadn't even woken
up yet. I didn't realize that it was Saturday morning
until later. Nevertheless I bounded into my mother's
room like it was Christmas morning hoping, no praying,
that she would be awake. Maybe she'd even be up pulling
the curtains back and singing to the birds like she was
Mary Poppins out of those really old TV movies my dad
used to watch with me.
To my disappointment she wasn't even in her bed. She
must have fallen asleep downstairs like she did
sometimes, while watching TV. I wouldn't let my hope
fade, so I took a deep breath and headed for the
staircase of our townhome.
"Mommy! How are you feeeeling?" I sang out to her. No
answer. "Mommmmmy!" My voice trailed off as I came
around the corner to the living room.
There she laid, eyes partially open, mouth partially
open, a little streak of shiny wetness trailing from
the corner of her mouth into the throw pillow beneath
her head. The TV was showing some boring infomercial.
Obviously the milk I'd given her yesterday mixed into
her eggs hadn't worked...yet. But I wouldn't be
discouraged. It had taken a week or so for it to work
on me so with mommy being bigger and older, well who
knew how long or how much it would take? I sure didn't
know but I knew what I needed to do. I was on a mission
for mommy and I wouldn't let her down.
Up the stairs I bounded. Straight for Aussie's room.
When I reached his door, I tried to catch my breath so
as not to frighten and anger him. I turned the knob
slowly. "Aussie...you awake? Auuussie? Are you up yet?"
No sound. Okay, no problem...maybe I can get him to
give me some of his "milk" while he's sleeping and then
I can make mommy some more eggs like I did yesterday.
With that thought I moved slowly over to his bed where
he lay sprawled with one arm over his face and a slight
snoring sound coming from his mouth. He slept in his
boxers so it was easy to jut reach inside and lightly
touch his weiner.
No change in his breathing. Cool. Now I was on a
mission to get his milk and not wake him as well as get
it to mommy. Not that waking him would really matter. I
was pretty certain that he'd planned to give me a good
mouth full this morning anyways since he had had a jr.
high game last night and came in angry and mumbling
something about losing again, soccer being for sissies,
and then he'd gone straight to his room without asking
me to relieve his poor balls like I usually did just
about every night before bed.
Regardless, I was in stealth mode now as I felt for his
pink pee pee while watching his sleeping face, at least
the parts of it that I could see under his arm. This
was like that Operation game we used to have. No teeth
and the nose won't light up. Hee hee.
Slowly, gently I pulled the precious head to the
opening of his loose underwear. I could smell a little
of his sweat, a bit of a grassy smell, and a little bit
of pee smell on his underwear. Overall it smelled kinda
good. It reminded me of daddy when we used to mow the
lawn. I missed him. That's another story though. I
focused on Aussie now. At least on his pee pee. I
touched it lightly up and down and was delighted in the
reaction that I received. Just by my touch it grew,
little by little. Not to full length but certainly to a
size that would make it easy for me to get my lips
around versus the scared little turtle head it looked
like when I first opened his boxers.
Trying not to smile I moved towards it while trying to
keep an eye on his face for any signs of wakening. I
stuck my tongue out and touched it gently. There wasn't
even the usual clear, sticky pee that usually was on it
in the mornings or nights when he came to me for
milking. That didn't matter though. I knew that what I,
what mommy, needed was in there just waiting for me to
bring it out.
My lips closed around his soft, warm cock and I
breathed hot air on it as my tongue flickered around
the tasty, mushroom top head. I was hoping that maybe
it might just squirt out what I needed for mommy right
away but no such luck. What I did feel though was the
lengthening and firming of his lovely little rocket. I
moved my mouth up and down the sprouting three or four
inches of his cock. My tongue, moving up and down like
a velvet rug. Tugging ever so gently at the underside
of his flesh. Gently tugging for the salty, sweet
nectar that mommy and I needed so much.
I smiled around his cock as the first few drops of
slick goodness touched my tongue. It wouldn't be long
now. My eyes moved between his sparse hairs and his
tight belly. I wanted to see his face to see if he was
still sleeping but from this position and with his arm
in the way there was little chance of that. Just when I
felt that he was at his full length a thought struck
me, I had forgotten my cup!
Oh no, what was I to do? I likely wouldn't be able to
carry his milk downstairs in my mouth without
swallowing at least half of it. I could spit it out in
my hand but I knew that every time I'd tried that that
I lost some between my fingers. My mind whirled as my
tongue swirled around his hard cock.
"Uuuugh...yeah...yeah baby...do me...huh?...What are
you doin' in here sis? Damn, can't you wait until I
wake up...Geezup, you must be a nymphrocondriac or
somethin'"
Aussie had woken up. I must have touched his pee pee
with my teeth when I panicked about where to put his
milk. Darn it! "G'mornin' Aussie. Sorry to wake
you....mmmph...mmmph..."
"'S ok, sis...it feels really good...I'm almost 'bout
to come...uungh...I was havin this awesome dream 'bout
Aunnie and she was like... like the chick in that chain
saw movie we watched last week... ungh.. .ummmm.
Yeah... k...k..k..suck me up. Suck me up, now sis...
ummmmmggghhhh... now! Get it!! Ugh! YEAH! YEAH! THAT'S
IT, FUCK!!"
I caught as much as I could in my mouth but he really
did have a full load this morning. Even more then
yesterday. I have to admit that I had to swallow a bit
because he had pushed his hips up as I was trying to
catch it and his weiner had gone to my throat and to
keep from choking I had to drink a little. Sorry mommy.
After his third or fourth spurt he settled down and
that allowed me to pull back a bit and milk his cock of
the last few drops the way that I'd hoped. I don't know
why but I guess I imagined that the last few drops
would hold the most magic while the first would likely
be the oldest and less potent. Silly concept I'm sure
but that's how my mind worked back then.
Aussie had pulled a pillow over his head during his
last convulsion and this gave me another perfect
opportunity to spit out what I had caught in my cheeks
into my hand. "Umm, yummy Aussie. Like you always say,
"Breakfast of Champions! I'm gonna go fix mommy some
more eggs. K...See ya!"
As I turned the corner to the stairway I heard him
shout, "That was Dad who used to say that! Hey, fix me
some too!! K? And I want some ba..."
It was too late. I was halfway down the stairs by the
time he'd finished. It wasn't easy making it down seven
steps with a hand full of milk. Okay, maybe it was just
a palm full but I had little hands so it seemed like a
lot at the time. As soon as I'd made it to the kitchen
I grabbed a glass and poured in the creamy, slimy, boy
juice into it. Again I used the glass to scrape off the
egg white like residue. I tried to get it all, honest I
did. What was left on my palm I licked off myself.
I have to admit that I was a little worried that I'd
already gone two days without a belly full of the
magical elixir myself. As I took the egg carton out of
the fridge I wondered if by not drinking my brother's
"milk" as he and Aunt Annie called it, I might revert
back to being a really flat-chested, shy, ugly no body
again. Maybe I'd be so ugly Aussie wouldn't give me any
more.
I licked the remnants of salty sweetness from between
my fingers and fought the urge to down the glass of
goop right then and there. I pulled my sleeping t-shirt
back a bit so that I could check out my budding
nipples. They seemed to be the same as yesterday. I
guess I'm ok. I'm still going to make certain Aussie
gives me some more tonight. If mommy's not better
tomorrow she can have the morning load.
It sounded like a plan to me. Again, I heated up the
pan, cracked two eggs, dropped them onto the hot pan
and poured the contents of the glass onto the eggs.
With a soft sided turner I gently mixed the potent
concoction while quietly singing one of my favorite
morning tunes. "Who lives in a Pineapple under the
sea... Me and Mommy... who's hard and pink and full of
milky? That would be Aussie!" I stirred and flipped the
bubbling breakfast, silently praying that this would do
the trick.
Aussie hadn't been to the store yet so I knew there
would still be no meat to add to the breakfast, but
there were still two pieces of bread left. So what if
one was the butt. With jam it would taste just fine.
Into the toaster they go. There were also a couple of
apples left in the fridge so I took one out, sliced it
up and sat it on the plate along with the buttered and
jammed toast. In the center I poured the delicately
scrambled special eggs.
"Moommmy. Wake up. See what your little angel has made
you for breakfast today." No motion, no sound. Not even
a fart of acknowledgement. I could hear the water from
the upstairs shower going. I placed the plate on the
cocktail table and gently brushed my mommy's hair
aside. I wondered how she could sleep with her eyes
open. I'd tried it many of times but could never seem
to master it. Oh well, maybe that would come later when
I was grown.
"Mommy..." I kissed her on the cheek. She blinked.
"Mommy, I made you breakfast again. Just me..all by
myself."
"Huh? Oh, mornin' precious. I was dreaming again. I was
on the farm, lying in the soft sweet hay. Boxer... my
horse was nearby... did I ever tell you... 'bout him?
He was... he was watching over me... waving his
pretty... pretty tail... keeping the flies off of me...
He was so... he was... so beautiful. I miss him, miss
Tyler cuz... he... left... I'm sorry... I'm sleepy
baby..."
"No, mommy, wake up! It's time to get up. Can you smell
the delicious breakfast I made you?"
"Huh? Ummm... <cough> ummm... <stretches a bit...
shakes her head slowly...> Yeah... <clears her throat
and wipes her eyes> hey puppy bear... g'mornin' .what
are you doin' up so early?"
Puppy Bear? She hadn't called me that in months, maybe
even years. Aussie's milk must be working!! Yes! Yes!
Yes! I tried so hard to conceal my excitement "Mommy,
see what I made you again? I know it's the same as
before but you liked it and all and so I thought it
would be good again and you seem to be doing better
from it and... oh, here's a fork and a napkin... I'll
go get you some juice."
With that I placed the fork in her limp hand, wrapped
her fingers around it and bounced into the kitchen.
Opening the fridge I pulled out the orange drink and
poured it into a glass. When I made it back into the
living room mom was chewing and smiling at me.
"Honey, this is delicious. The eggs are sooo good. They
remind me so much of, of my childhood. I'm not sure
why, but they do. Maybe momma made them like this. I
can't remember. But, mmm they are really good. Are
there any more? "
Uh oh. I hadn't thought of that. There was only one egg
left in the carton and no more special milk to add to
it. Crap! "No mommy. But if you'd like I could pro'ly
make you some more for lunch in a few hours." "Okay
honey bear... mm...this is so good. Thank you!" I
watched as she downed another fork full and took a bite
of her toast. I was beaming as I bounded up the stairs
to my room and then on to the bathroom to wash up. Just
a few more times and mommy would be all better. I just
knew it.
As I turned on the water to the shower and rubbed the
soap over my budding breasts my heart was pounding
thinking of everything was all working. I felt so
smart! Like a 007 secret agent or that guy off of 24. I
just had to tell my best friend Michelle.
She lived in the apartments across the way from ours.
She was pretty...with long braids and thick lips and a
round butt like Angelina Jolie - cept she was browner
and not as nutso... Michelle was so cool. She could
dance like no body's business and she was smart too. I
wished I was as smart as her. I wished my mommy would
put my blonde hair into braids like Michelle's.
She was just like me, we should have been sisters. Soul
sisters. She even had a brother too. Teezy. His real
name was Timothy but he wanted to be a rapper so he
went by Teezy. The name sounded like a retarded one of
the Seven Dwarf's to me but whatever. He was always
nice so I called him whatever he wanted.
Michelle's family had moved here from another complex
across town after it had burnt down. She called it the
Helix and had told me stories about that place that
just seemed like Never-Never-Land to me until now. I
felt bad about not believing her before. I'd call her
when I got dressed. I wondered if her brother gave her
his milk. I bet that was how Michelle got her pretty
lips and round butt...darn it...I bet she's been
holding out on me. That witch with a b! Haha, now that
I'm on the ins maybe we could maybe even share
brothers. Tee hee! I couldn't wait to call her!
Across the lot, twelve year old Michelle stood in her
window watching her mother's Honda SUV pull out of the
drive. Her brother Teezy stood behind her. A white
toothed smile on his face, his left hand waving good
bye, his right hand inside of the back of her pajama
bottoms and panties. His long middle finger moving two
knuckles deep into her ass.
"Ow! Damn Teez, you need to clip your nails."
Closing the blinds he spoke to her softly, "Sorry
Bug... I'll take care of 'em later. Man, I thought
she'd never leave." As the car turned the corner taking
their mother off to work Timothy pulled his little
sister's pj's and panties down to her ankles. Lifting
her left leg out of the openings he bent and spread her
before him nicely. Placing her hands on the window sill
she assumed her well practiced position of submission.
She had no beliefs of his cum having magic powers. She
only knew that this was a means of keeping her brother
happy, which meant to keep his nut sack empty at all
times. She knew it wasn't exactly right, but then
again, it wasn't exactly wrong. They weren't hurting
anybody and as long as he was happy, momma was happy.
If momma was happy she was happy. Plus by nine she had
seen her momma bent over the kitchen table, kitchen
counter, sofa, on her knees in the bathroom.
This happened when they lived at the other place. Every
week, late at night when they should have all been in
bed fast asleep it was a new position for her momma
Every week it was the same position for her. Hidden in
her room staring through the crack of her bedroom door
watching her mother service the landlord. Her brother
had seen it to. It didn't take long for them to start
reenacting what they had seen. Momma had her secret, so
why should she have hers.
Plus Teez gave her lunch money just about every time he
did it to her. He had told her back at the Helix, where
they used to live, the landlord would give the tenants
a price for each act and take it off of their rent. Now
he was paying her for it. Why would she argue about
that? He got laid, she got laid and paid. Seemed like a
win-win to her.
His fingers moved slowly, in and out of her tight
channel. He was wondering if he should try to fuck her
there or if he should dump his load in her pussy. She
still wasn't having her periods yet so that was still
safe...then again...if she got pregnant all hell would
break loose and momma might even put him into the Army
or, God forbid, the Marines like his daddy had been in
when he got blew up over in Iraq.
Shaking his head he refocused and pulled his damp
finger out of her ass and moved it lower to her
sparsely haired, slightly moist pussy. He rubbed the
slick, rubbery lips a bit before sliding his middle
finger in an inch or so into her soft warmth. He felt
the tight grip and knew that he'd need to work it a bit
before going further.
He loved his little sis and was grateful of the
wonderful fortune he had with her. She was his cum cup.
At least that's what he called her in his mind, always
there, always handy, always willing... to a point.
Giving her lunch money was no big deal. Their momma had
already included the extra funds in with his allowance
and she liked him to give it to his sis so that she
would learn that men were supposed to give women money
and not the other way around.
No big deal to him. Wasn't his money to begin with.
Feeling the tight, young lips of her pussy had made him
so hard. but her round ass was so inviting. Moving his
finger from one hole to the next and back he thought to
himself "I'm Teezy, get busy, gonna fuck the hell outta
this cutie. My duty, fa shezee, is to dig in deep o'
this pussy... uh..uhh... yeah... That's nice... Damn, I
gotta write that down."
Dropping his already hanging pants and pulling his
clean white Calvin Klein underwear down beneath his
heavy balls he rubbed his cock between the young girl's
ass cheeks. "Um, yeah, you got a nice apple bottom ass
sis. You know you got that from Momma's side o' the fam
cuz Dad's fam got them flat asses...You jus gotta let
me stick it in there one o these days. I'll even pay
you double"
"Uh, uh..tha's gonna hurt...do it right...please...."
Smiling he slid the purple head down, over her
clinched, brownish butt hole, up again, then down into
the brown rimmed pink, tight, velvety opening between
her pussy lips. It looked like a beautiful steak,
medium...not too rare...not over cooked...just right.
With that he pushed in slowly, then pulled out a bit,
feeling her moisten up he pressed another inch or so
into her. In and out he pressed until his full thick,
six inches was buried nut deep into her tight snatch.
He pulled back and pressed in again, then out again, as
she moistened he quickened. It was so tight, so smooth,
so hot, so good. "Ummm, yeah" he moaned, eyes closed,
relishing the sensations her tender most parts were
giving him.
Opening his eyes a bit Teezy loved the heart shape of
her perfect brown ass in his hands. Thinking to himself
"God sure knew what he was doin' when he made women. So
irresistible... uh, uh, uh." He watched a bit of pink
pull out of her tight hole when he pulled back. His
thick cock was shiny with her wetness. Ummm, it was so,
so good. As he felt her hole wet up even more, allowing
him deeper, smoother access, he hastened the pace.
The staccato sound of their bodies slapping together
was all that little Michelle's mind could hear. Teezy
admired the veins in his cock as it pistoned in and out
of her young hole. There's nothing better then looking
at your own dick, he thought and laughed to himself.
He looked at her puckering little ass hole and wondered
if he could fit it all in there in less then ten
strokes. When she let him try to get it in there the
other day it had taken so long just to get an inch in
with all of her cryin' and whinin' that it had pretty
much ruined the moment for him so he ended up pulling
out and sticking it back in her slot. Plus her pussy
was still so tight that fucking her ass was really more
of a challenge then an actual physical need.
He was sure she was just actin' like it had hurt so
bad. Hell, he'd watched dozens of women in porn take
dicks a lot bigger then his up their poop shoot without
so much bs. Yeah, he was gonna hit that tiny hole deep
the next time momma was out of town. Then he'd plant a
flag on one of sis' perfect globes like the man on the
moon did. Fa sho.
Little beads of sweat sprouted like morning dew and
slowly rolled down Michelle's cheeks and down onto her
forearms. Teezy felt his own sweat roll down the center
of his back. His tight abdomen muscles showing his
youthful six pack. The veins in his arms bulging as he
squeezed the smooth cheeks of his little sister's ass.
Like a fan he spread her ass open when he pushed in,
closing it again when he pulled out. He had his rhythm.
Eyes closed, lost in the colors of her mind she had her
rhythm. Her rhythm was his rhythm. Letting the beat
build, neither realizing that the radio playing softly
in the background emanating from their mother's room
was subliminally supplying the beat that they were
loving to.
The top of her head was pressed against the window
blinds. Her forehead, sprinkled here and there with the
tiny bumps of adolescence now bounced against her
forearms, her nails scratching little half moon grooves
into the still soft year old paint of the sill. Her
palms pressed down to keep her head from cracking the
glass. She had caught the beat of his thrusts and had
lost herself in the groove. A little pain, a little
pleasure, a little love, a lot of comfort, fullness
that she enjoyed, worthiness that she needed.
There was a building of sparks deep in her stomach and
a twin army of sparks moving from her ears to the back
of her neck, down her spine lower and lower. Those in
her stomach moving down, fluttering like butterflies to
her center, to her pussy, to her ass, up her spine...
she was working so hard to make the two ends meet
because she knew... yeah she knew... she didn't always
make them meet but when they did. All Hell. Yeah, All
hell broke loose inside her body! Inside her little
pussy, Inside her mind. All over her body. So
good...um...so good... too good... so good...>
<lights dying out slowly one by one>
Breathing deeply, "That was good girl. Damn, That was
good. Now go ahead and clean me up so I can get to
work."
She remained bent there at the sill for a moment her
tawny legs shaking slightly like those of a beautiful
young colt. So close she was. So close. She wanted to
rub herself off right there but the moment was gone.
Maybe after he left she'd take care of herself.
Breathing out, she turned, squatted, and took his
softening cock in her hands. She cupped his wrinkly
ball sack briefly wondering how it all fit together
inside his jeans.
Then wetting her full pink lips she went about her
business to make his package small enough and clean
enough to fit into his work jeans comfortably. Slimy
turns to sticky and sticky turns to itchy. Itchy for
eight hours plus at work is no good. He'd taught her
that a few weeks ago. It made sense to her. Licking the
ridged head and taking it all in her mouth she tasted
her own juices as she had so many times.
She wondered if other girls pussy juices tasted the
same. Slick, a tiny bit musky, a little salty but that
was more from him then her. She licked between his dick
and balls as that's where most of the juices got pushed
and twirling her tongue over and around and over again
and again she cleaned it all off until she could taste
no more. "It's all good Teez. You're good to go."
"Cool. I may have to work a double today so tell momma
not to get mad cuz I ain't home tonight. Cool?" He
pulled his underwear and shorts up but didn't zip. Then
headed for the bathroom.
"Yeah, cool." She hoped he'd be gone pretty soon before
the last flicker of heat left her loins. About that
time her cell phone rang. Hustling into her bedroom she
answered and plopped down on her bed. Her left hand on
the phone her right dipping back into her panties,
"Hello?" "Hey Beyonce wannabe, it's me. Watcha doin?"
It was Michelle's best friend from across the way. "Hey
Hanna Dumtana, Nuttin', Wazup with you?"
"Nada much. Can I come over? I gotta tell you something
really awesome!"
"Yeah, cool...come on over in about 30 minutes. Teez is
about to go to work and I don't want him buttin' in."
"Did you do him again?"
"No...well, yeah. I suppose, but he didn't do me."
"Huh? Never mind, tell me all about it when I get
there, K? But not till after I tell you mine! It's
juicy too! See you in a few. K? Bye!"
"Yeah right, wha-eva, well if it's that good then make
it ova in 'bout 15 minutes. K, bye"
She pulled her damp fingers from between her legs.
Tasting her own sweet nectar and wondering just what
her buddy had to tell her. Wondering about what her
innocent, naive, little buddy might taste like. Gently
sucking her fingers, she wondered...
To be continued?
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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