My Aunt teaches me 3 – Suckling wet nurses

One of the problems that the three of us wrestled with now that I was sperming at such a high rate was how to keep my fluid level up. Both females would drink copious amounts of liquids that would quickly replenish the juices that they expended when climaxing. However, my problem was far greater and even the huge drinks that my aunt would produce which were filled with sex enhancing products could not stop me from being permanently thirsty.

After I had been with my Mistresses for about a month, an event occurred which totally solved this problem. Maria then wandered downstairs and came back into the bedroom with the post. Slowly she sat down on the bed, reading. Once she had finished, she turned to my aunt, who by this time was showing an interest in the letter.

“Sue, that is a very interesting letter”, she started. “Have I ever mentioned to you my Asian friend Sharji? Well, in case you don’t remember, she gave birth to a baby boy just over two weeks ago. She has been sharing her flat with another girl, called Sandra, who also gave birth at about the same time. They became friends at their ante-natal classes and moved in together when they realised that both were expecting at about the same time.”

“Well, Sharji has been told by her landlord that she will have to leave her flat in a week’s time and neither she nor Sandra have anywhere to live. She isn’t asking to come and stay, but it did occur to me that if either of both of them were still lactating, then if they were prepared to feed Peter, we might be able to find a solution to his thirst problem.”

“Brilliant!” my aunt replied. “If they still have milk in their tits, then I would be absolutely delighted for them to come and live here. I have always reckoned that suckling from a wet-nurse must be one of the most sexy things imaginable, so if they are willing, this would get a lot of liquid into Peter as well as potentially increasing his sperm production. Why don’t you phone them and ask?”

I had been listening with only partial interest, for I was plugged into my aunt’s huge tit and as most of my head was encased in her warm tit-flesh, I could not really hear what was being said.

Maria left the room to find the phone and my aunt turned her attention to me.

“So, darling. If we are lucky we will have two lovely wet-nurses for you to suckle. Let’s hope Maria can persuade them to let you suckle their tits in return for board and lodging.”

By now I was fully awake and appalled at what I heard.

“You aren’t going to make me suck milk from a woman’s breast, are you?” I enquired in horror.

“Yes, that is exactly what we are going to do,” my aunt replied, gazing down at me plugged into her huge mammary. “You will love the warm secure feeling of drinking breast-milk straight from the tit. It is one of the most sexy feelings from a woman’s point of view, so I am full of hope that they will agree.”

With that Maria came back into the room.

“Good news!” she said. “Both Sharji and Sandra are still in milk, but their babies are being looked after by their respective mothers. They both agreed immediately to the idea of letting Peter drain their breasts and they were very grateful to you Sue for the offer. If it is all right, they will arrive this afternoon. Oh, by the way, Sharji did say that Sandra produces the most enormous amount of milk. Apparently she has to be plugged into the breast pump for most of the night, and she still swamps any nursing bra that she wears. I said that I thought Peter would be able to help her in a major way there. I actually spoke to both of them, as they have an extension phone and both are extremely excited at the idea of suckling a sex-slave. They did ask if you might agree to them having a small share of his sperm in return for all the milk he will get from them and I said I thought that would be OK, but I would need to check with you.”

“This is marvellous,” my aunt said. “Of course I will be delighted for them to extract sperm – it is only fair when you consider the difference all this breast milk is going to make.” She then turned to me. “So, you will now have your own ready supply of breast milk, so we won’t have any more complaining about being thirsty, will we?”

After lunch Maria went in the car to collect Sharji and Sandra. Rather than going upstairs to the bedroom, my aunt lead me into the sitting room, where she ordered me to sit on the sofa. She then sat on my lap and started to kiss and fondle me. I had not spermed during the morning, so my balls were full of new sperm – something that rarely if ever happened. My cock grew hard under the pressure of my aunt’s weight, but she contented herself with kissing me only.

Soon there was the crunch of gravel in the drive, which told us that Maria had returned. My aunt ordered me to stay in the sitting room, whilst she went into the hallway to greet the newcomers. The front door opened and I heard the sound of unfamiliar voices. I could recognise Maria’s and I could hear my aunt’s, but there were two new voices, which I guessed to be Sharji and Sandra. I stood in the room very aware of how incongruous I looked. I had been specially shaved in the morning, so my whole body was nude and shone with the oil that had been applied. My head in particular was totally devoid of hair and glistened with oil. I was also nude except for the fur shorts and the lewd pouch that stuck out in front. I tried to press down on my cock to diminish my erection, but the gentle touch of the fur simply made things worse.

Then the four women came into the sitting room and I caught my first glimpse of Sharji and Sandra. I was introduced to Sharji first and I was immediately struck by her incredible beauty. She stood about 6 feet tall and was slender as a reed. I guessed she came from somewhere in Asia, for her olive skin glowed with health, and her deep brown ebony eyes were clear and steady. She wore her dark hair tied up on top of her head, but I could see that it was black and shiny as if it had been oiled. She had a slender waist and the longest most beautiful legs I had ever seen. She came to me and to my immediate surprise took me in her arms and kissed me fully on the mouth. Her lips did not open, but I was mesmerised by her lovely ruby mouth and neat white teeth. I also noticed her scent, a gentle warm musk, which I found extremely sexy. I could tell she was lactating for her beasts were big and heavy – out of proportion with the rest of her slender body. She murmured that she was delighted to meet me and that she was sure we would form a close relationship. I was blushing furiously as her extreme beauty had completely caught me by surprise and both my aunt and Maria scolded me for being so embarrassed.

Next I was introduced to Sandra who was totally different from Sharji. She was considerably younger – in fact I reckoned she must not be more than 5 years older than me. She was shorter than Sharji and was most likely the same height as me. Although she had thick set and heavy features, she was extremely sexy in her own way and I found her very attractive. She had short auburn hair and a full plump figure. Her legs were not short, but I could tell from her very short skirt, her thighs were thick and powerful. Unlike Sharji, her breasts were truly massive. They were so huge, that it was easy to see the indentations that the straps of her nursing brassier made in her shoulders, for everything was straining to keep her huge mammaries in place. She came towards me with her arms outstretched and like Sharji she went to kiss me. Eventually she did release me and with the introductions over, we all sat down on the two sofas. My aunt sat with Maria, and me whilst Sharji and Sandra sat directly opposite us. Both girls had removed their coats and were wearing thin cotton blouses over their short skirts.

The 4 girls chatted away happily exchanging all the normal types of information one might expect. It was clear my aunt was getting on extremely well with both Sharji and Sandra and in no time they were laughing and joking as if they had known each other forever. During all this time, no one seemed to take the slightest notice of me but I was happy listening to the conversation and also drinking in Sharji’s cool beauty. After about 30 minutes I was suddenly brought back to reality, when I noticed a dark damp patch spreading across the front of Sandra’s cotton blouse. My aunt obviously noticed as well, for she switched from speaking to Sharji and said:

“Oh Sandra love, you are leaking. Do you want to go upstairs and change?”

“That’s very kind,” Sandra replied, “but my tits are bursting with milk. Would you mind if I suckled your little nephew for a while so that I could relieve the pressure?”

“Of course darling!” my aunt replied and then turning to me, she said: “Now, Peter.