Me and my brother have always been close friends. He is a funny, cute, smart and amazing friend! Before I continue I can just get it out of the way. I am a 21 year old female, natural blonde 167 centimeters tall and yesterday I reached my pre-pregnancy weight of 54 kg (yay me). English is also not my native tongue so please keep that in mind. My brother is aware that I am writing this, in fact he kinda encouraged it.
So onwards with our story. It started a bit more than a year ago, I was studying at university while I was also a very active football player (soccer for you Americans) and while not professional we were more than just amateurs. Last year I had a fling with a male player from the other team, it was never meant to be serious but we thought we could have fun while covid limited social contacts and everything. As you all understood stuff happens and I ended up pregnant.
He did not want to be a father, and hounestly I did not want to have him as a father, but I could not do an abortion so I said that I would never demand anything of him and decide to carry and raise the kid my self. With university and everything I decided to move back home. Now everyone knows that once you move out, it’s fairly difficult moving back well at least for me. I love my parents but my mother can be a bit overbearing, especially with my pregnancy.
The only positive was that I kinda rekindled with my younger brother, (who is 19 btw) he and me has always been amazing friends bonding over our interest in football, he does not play much himself but love watching and used to come to my games, growing up he was also a bit of an introvert and was always “the guy with the hot sister”. Nothing sexual ever happened but he was very interested in my pregnancy and it felt nice talking to him about it, what happens, showing pictures and letting him feel my growing belly.
The pregnancy progressed fine and this summer I gave birth to an amazing baby daughter through c-section. Now our home was very cramped as it was and I realised with a baby it was going to be even more cramped, but then came a solution. My grandparents who are filthy rich decided to give me a place of my own in their hometown as a gift to their first grandchild. The only thing was that I had to let my brother stay with me since he was going to university in the same town as they lived. For me this was not an issue at all and my brother was thrilled.
So about a month ago we moved into our new apartment. And so far my brother has been fantastic, and even if university has started to open up somewhat he has been a great help with my daughter, more than I could ever dream of, he has been changing diapers, taking her during nights etc without me asking once, a true dream. Now to the interesting stuff I suppose, I have a big production of milk in my breast, so much I could even donate a lot to the hospital (which is not that common as I understood) now this is all great and breastfeeding my daughter has not been to much of issue, but it does come with other problems. My breasts are constantly swollen and feel very tense even if I pump out extra milk. Other than that breastfeeding has gone swellingly.
A couple of weeks ago when we had settled down in our apartment we were sitting in our soffa watching some tv-show. I was breastfeeding my daughter and it was overall a cozy mood. We chatted and talked about the show. My brother was very curious about breastfeeding, asking a lot of questions on how it felt and what the benefits are and so on. As I said he has shown a genuine interest. After a while when I realised my daughter was asleep I decided to go and put her in her crib.
I sat down in the couch and cursed a bit because since I produced so much milk she only drained one of my breasts and I realised I was going to need to pump my other one or else It was going to be painful, but then my brother asked in his curious voice “what does it taste like”? I was a bit taken aback and had to think about it. I told him it was a bit hard to explain but sweet. He only nodded and looked like he was thinking really hard focusing on the television.
But I wanted to tease him a bit soI asked him if he wanted to try it. He quickly turned his head, looked me in the eyes and said “what do you mean?” I just replied smiling at him “Well I just wondered if you wanted to taste it, but you have to get it yourself because I am too exhausted to fetch the pump” smiling teasingly. I saw his face grow deep red. I am a mean sister sometimes and honestly it was funny playing with him like this from time to time. But then he looked down and said in a quiet voice “okay, if you don’t mind”.
I was baffled and a bit taken aback, I did not expect that response and now it was me who could feel my face turn red. I don’t know why I did next but I thought alright why not so I just pulled up my t-shirt exposing my tits. Alright then come over here I said as I sat up and patted my knee. He slowly moved over and he could not stop staring at my tits, I could hear his breathing become heavier as well.
Not going to lie, it was a bit exciting and I told him to lay down in my lap and as he laid down I moved my nipple to his mouth and gently told him to latch on. He got the grip quite quickly and I could feel my milk flowing and the relief it brought with it. I moaned a bit and just said “mmm that feels nice” as he kept sucking. I looked down upon him and felt so maternal. I started to stroke his hair as he was feeding from my breast and it felt so good!
He did stop for a second and said that it tasted really good, I just smiled at him and told him that there was more if he wanted and then I gently pushed his head back to my nipple. This time he was not only sucking but I could also feel his tongue gently playing with my nipple. This was weird but it really turned me on and I started stroking him. He was wearing a pair of work out shorts and I could see a bulge on them, and again I don’t know what I was thinking but I started stroking his dick outside his pants.
He made a small grunt, of pleasure I assume, but didnt stop sucking my tit, he was not massive but not small either, a very average but it was a weird but also oddly exciting feeling his dick getting harder. I don’t know how long we did it, but he drained my breast (but didnt stop haha) as we just sat there. After a while he also started to massage my other breast which again felt really nice.
Had my daughter not woken up I think we would still be there haha, but as I went up to tend to her I heard my brother quickly say thank you and good night and quickly went to his room, and to this day it must be a big mystery what happened in there ;)
Anyway this is really long, this was not the first time we did this and it kinda escalated from that, but more on that in a potential future post.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/ph8uu5/mfinc_i_let_my_f21_brother_m19_try_my_breastmilk
Sweet home Alabama! Just joking kinda wholesome
looking forward for future posts
Not the first time? Or not the last time? Hot write up! Hope there’s more to come
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You’re a natural storyteller! Excited for future posts 😍
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Wow sounds amazing, can’t wait to hear more
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How loving xx