His Wife’s Rich Milk (Complete)

“Oh! What are you doing here?” Rebecca was surprised to find Sondra at her door this early in the morning. She had been expecting Evan. They still had a standing appointment once a week for a pleasant round of sex even though—officially—they weren’t supposed to be fucking unless it was with Sondra. Even though she knew that Evan couldn’t get her pregnant she still desired his body on a regular basis. It was pure recreational sex without all the annoyances that Henry brought.

Sondra grinned at her. “I came to get laid, if that’s okay with you.”

“Um…” Her mind raced. She had thought she was being discrete with Evan, but obviously Sondra knew about them. “I guess,” she said warily.

Her hesitance made Sondra equally wary. “Is there a problem? Is your girlfriend home?”

Rebecca shook her head. “No, no. I was uh…just trying to figure out if I’ve caused some stupid problem or not.”

“Because you’re fucking Evan behind my back,” Sondra prompted.

“Um…yeah, that,” she said and opened the door wider to admit Sondra. “You knew about that?” she asked as Sondra stepped inside. The older woman nodded and looked around the house’s small living room. “Did you catch Evan in a lie?”

Sondra shook her head now. “No. He’s too smart for that, but he also has a very guilty conscious too. He confessed. But I had already guessed.”

“You had?”

Sondra finished her quick assessment of the living room and slipped off her light jacket. “Yes, I had. He wasn’t asking for sex from me nearly as much as he used too and he was talking about you too much. It wasn’t hard to figure it out.” She sighed and looked down at her body, a view that was partially obscured by her large breasts. “If I were a man I’d rather fuck you instead of having to make do with this body,” she said. “Wouldn’t you?”

She was in an unfortunate position. Rebecca didn’t want to upset either Evan or Sondra. She liked having sex with him and she loved having sex with the both of them on the few occasions they managed to get together at the same time. Walking a fine line between a married couple was a difficult prospect at best, but Rebecca found herself answering honestly. “If I were a man, I wouldn’t limit myself to one woman.” She half-snorted and half-sighed. “Hell, as a woman I don’t limit myself to one woman or one man.”

Sondra turned and faced Rebecca directly. “Do you know where Evan is?” she asked. Rebecca shook her head. “He had to attend a conference down in the city. Last minute thing and I could tell he planned to come over here and get laid this morning.”

“He could have called or texted me,” Rebecca complained.

“I told him not to,” Sondra said. “I told him I’d go in his place. I think that idea turned him on. We had sex last night and all he could talk about while we did it was you and me getting naked together.”

“But we’ve had sex before,” Rebecca said. She pulled her thin bathrobe tighter around her body. Underneath she wore nothing; she had been waiting for Evan and his cock but she wasn’t some wanton whore who answered the door in the nude.

“Yeah, but only with Evan there…or Evan and Hank.” She had started unbuttoning her shirt but when she mentioned Henry’s name Rebecca’s face soured. “What, bad memories?”

“Um…I liked having sex with Henry but he can be…”

“An asshole,” Sondra finished for her as she finished unbuttoning her shirt. “I know…but his cock…”

“I know,” Rebecca agreed. She had been watching the other woman undress and now unconsciously licked her lips in anticipation of what was about to happen. “Oh my god, have you had sex with him when Evan wasn’t there? How many three-ways and group sex have you two had?”

Sondra’s face brightened with embarrassment. She had inadvertently reveled her little secret to Evan’s girlfriend. “Maybe a few times,” she confessed. “Don’t tell Evan,” she hurriedly added.

“I won’t,” Rebecca promised. She looked at Sondra’s massive cleavage that was barely being contained by her brassier and a thought occurred to her. “Oh…you actually came over here to have sex?” She was so used to women getting undressed around her—especially Katie—that she hadn’t given Sondra’s actions a second thought.

“Um…sort of…yeah, I did. But not just sex.”

“What then? Sparkling conversation.”

Sondra’s face was still red. “Evan left early this morning. Very early. I’m, uh, having a bit of a sore breast problem.”

“You want me to nurse from you,” Rebecca said. The pit of her stomach dropped and she realized she’d be having sex in a few minutes with Evan’s wife. That excited and worried her. It would be their first time together—alone and without Evan, the little show they had put on for Henry a month back didn’t really count. She hadn’t cheated on Katie with a woman ever—it had always been with a man. And this would be full-out lesbian cheating, no way around it. To her horror Rebecca knew that she was going to go through with it and not tell Katie. It was the ultimate betrayal of their relationship, but she was too enamored of Sondra’s milk and body to say no.

“Yes. Please.”

“You only had to ask,” she said as she crossed the room to the older woman. She let her robe’s belt fall open, exposing her nude body, giving Sondra a quick teasing look before they met and embraced, their arms going around each other’s bodies, their lips met and they kissed passionately, deeply. Rebecca felt Sondra’s big tits press against her small one and felt a pang of jealousy. Then she came to her senses and realized having huge breasts had downsides as well.

She broke off the kiss. “Come to my bed,” she said to Sondra and grabbed her hand, leading her through the small house. When the entered the bedroom Rebecca whirled around and kissed Sondra again. As they kissed she moved her hands up Sondra’s back and practiced her lingerie removal skills and unhooked her powerful bra.

“You’re good at that,” Sondra complimented her as the bra fell away. Rebecca shed her robe and pulled the other, heavier, woman to the bed that was rumpled by a night of sleeping by two bodies. Sondra said nothing about Rebecca’s girlfriend, it seemed rude.

When her lips met Sondra’s nipple the older woman sighed and started working her way out of the skirt she still wore. Rebecca latched on and nursed eagerly. Sondra’s milk let down easily. She was used to various people nursing from her now, not just Evan. Knowing that her milk was the object of lust of at least three people made her feel wanted and sexy and more than a little bit kinky. She had never expected her sex life to be this active or satisfying after two children and marriage. “Oh god that feels good,” she told Rebecca as the eager lifeguard drank her milk.

Rebecca made a little sound of contentment as she continued to suckle and help Sondra remove her clothes. As much as Sondra complained about having large tits and a body that was heavier than she liked, Rebecca loved feeling the other woman’s skin on her own. She loved the lushness and softness of Sondra’s flesh. She loved the way Sondra’s thighs opened up so easily when she pushed her hand down over the other woman’s belly, over her little triangle of hair, and up into her slit.

“Don’t make me cum too fast,” Sondra breathed. “I want this to last.”

“Mm-hmm,” Rebecca agreed as she mumbled into Sondra’s big breast. The two women cuddles together on the bed, Sondra’s arms around Rebecca’s torso, while Rebecca held one of Sondra’s breasts as she nursed and had her other hand between Sondra’s legs, lightly stroking her clit and pussy.

Sondra’s sweet milk continued to flow steady as Rebecca switched back and forth between her friend’s tits. This was something that she did differently from the men who nursed from her. Rebecca liked to suck a few times from the left breast, and then a few times from the right. It caused a slow, languorous buildup of lust in Sondra. It was wonderful.

“You’re going to make me cum just from sucking on my tits,” she told Rebecca.

“I’m that good, huh?” she asked as she licked a dribble of milk that had slid down the bottom edge of Sondra’s right tit.

“I think it’s because you’re a woman,” Sondra said. “I’ve never been with a woman alone before.”

“Think you’re going to turn lesbian on Evan?” Rebecca teased, She was done nursing now and slowly busied her fingers in Sondra’s cunt.

“No…but I think I might be open to being a little more bi.” She pulled up Rebecca’s chin and kissed her, tasting her own milk in Rebecca’s mouth.

“I love Katie,” she told Sondra when they broke their kiss.

“Okay…” Sondra was confused by the statement.

“I want to marry her. I might be bi, but I’m not going to leave her for anyone.”

Sondra said, “I’m sorry, did I make you nervous. I was just enjoying the moment.”

Rebecca waved her hand. “Sorry. Having weird feelings. I think we both need to cum. What do you say?”

“Yes. Please!” She rolled from her back to her side and opened up her legs. “You first. I love the way you go down on me.”

Rebecca was a bit miffed at Sondra’s assumption that she would automatically go down on her just because she was there and because she asked. She did it of course, but she was a bit miffed about it…until she settled in between Sondra’s legs and started licking her pussy.

This was her ultimate weakness, the taste of another woman, the way her pussy felt in her mouth and on her tongue. She liked the way they writhed and breathed when she was going down on them. It was so much better than sucking a guy’s dick. She didn’t mind sucking cock, but it was dull, just something that filled her mouth, there was no mystery like there was with a woman’s clit and labia and her folds and her depths.

While she was lost in thought she kept licking and sucking at Sondra’s pussy and before she knew it the other woman was cumming, clamping her legs around Rebecca’s thighs as her pussy spasmed under her tongue.

“You are fucking fantastic,” Sondra exclaimed when she managed to regain a bit of self-control, but not all of it. Lust had inflamed her mind and she rolled the pair of the over and quickly worked her way down to Rebecca’s quim.

“Thank you,” Rebecca asked. She normally getting get manhandled like that and she hadn’t expected it from Sondra, but the woman’s normally gentle demeanor and soft flesh was powered by lust.

“I have something to confess,” Sondra said as she looked at Rebecca’s bald pussy.

“What?” she wasn’t ready for some other bit of new or information that would take her unawares.

“Your pussy is the first one I’ve ever played with.”

“Oh.” That was acceptable. Rebecca could deal with that.

“I like it,” Sondra added. “I wasn’t sure that I would, but I like making men cum and making a woman cum is, well, almost beautiful. Ever see Clerks?”

“That black and white movie about two guys in a convenience store?”

“Yeah, buts that’s only the setting. There’s a lot more plot.” Rebecca started wishing that Sondra would stop talking and start eating her pussy. She wanted to cum. “One of the lines is ‘Making a guy cum is easy. Making a girl cum is an art form.’” She lowered her head a bit and licked the length of Rebecca’s slit. Her labia opened up exposing her wetness and her inner lips. Rebecca shivered a bit and wished Sondra would find her clit.

“More,” she moaned putting some emphasis in her voice to compel Sondra to get busy.

“I like making you cum,” Sondra said. “I want to make other girls cum. God, maybe I’m as bi as you are,” she sighed and then dove in.

Sondra wasn’t a professional pussy eater like Katie, but she took to the task well enough. Rebecca didn’t compare her lovers all that much—she had been lucky and never had gone to be with a woman who wasn’t at least decent and enthusiastic between the sheets—but Sondra was a natural and learned quickly.

Her first orgasm was mild. It was likely that Sondra didn’t think of it as anything other than a shiver. The second one was much stronger. That one caused Sondra to look up from between Rebecca’s legs with questioning eyes. Rebecca looked down at her and told her, “Keep going. Do it more.”

Sondra responded by wrapping her arms around Rebecca’s muscular thighs and burying her face into the shaved-smooth pussy. Her tongue found Rebecca’s little button and she roughed it with an anxious back and forth. That brought out her third and final orgasm where her hips arched up off the bed and Sondra had trouble staying with her body. It was a beautiful moment and Rebecca thanked Sondra for it.

She watched as Sondra put her clothes back on. Before hooking her bra she carefully measured and weighed her breasts with both hands.

“What are you doing?” Rebecca asked.

“Making sure you got enough milk out,” she said. “If you didn’t take enough I’ll be in pain later today. But you did a good job,” she leaned down and kissed Rebecca where she was still lying on the bed. “One more confession,” she said.

“Do I want to hear this?” Rebecca sighed.

“Are you the same size as your girlfriend?”

“That’s a question. And her name is Katie. And yeah, we’re about the same size, she’s a little taller. Why?”

“Being a lesbian, living with another woman, does that double your wardrobe?”

Rebecca laughed. “No. Sometimes we borrow or trade certain items, but we have our own clothes.”

Sondra’s lips twisted into a little moue of disappointment. “That’s sad, a little. I was thinking it would be sexy to be able to exchange bras and panties with a girlfriend, a woman I was sleeping with.” She looked at Rebecca’s naked body. “But I’m a few sizes too big for you. There’s no way I could wear any of your stuff.”

Rebecca hopped off the bed and kissed Sondra. “I’ve worn Katie’s panties before,” she confessed. “When I’ve been behind on laundry. She doesn’t like it, but I think it turns her on a little, seeing me wearing her intimates. It made me feel like she was holding me all day, like she was in control of me.” She kissed Sondra lightly on the lips again. “I’ll find something for us to share,” she promised.

Sondra started pulling off her clothes. She pushed Rebecca back into bed. It didn’t bother her that she was nearly an hour late to work.