[Beautiful College Student Breastfeeding] [Author: Unknown] [The End]

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Many college students rent apartments outside of universities these days, some for studying, some to live with their girlfriends, and some for prostitution. It's also common for prostitutes to frequent the area around universities.

That night, it was almost eight o'clock, and I was walking towards the school. To avoid encountering groups of prostitutes, I had to walk through a long alley.

As I walked, I saw someone standing halfway down the alley. Suspecting she was a prostitute, I slowed my pace. As I approached

, I realized it was a young, beautiful girl. I looked her over carefully. It turned out I had seen her studying in a study room through the glass of a classroom at the university next door a month ago. It seemed she was a college student selling herself. Her goddess-like figure had left a deep impression on me then, which was why I remembered her. Now I finally had the chance to admire her alluring body.

She was about 1.68 meters tall, in her early twenties, with a remarkably beautiful face, almost angelic, especially her large, bright eyes, which were particularly captivating, resembling the top-tier TV actress Hao Lei. Besides her beautiful face, what was especially captivating was her figure; she would undoubtedly be the center of attention for men on the street.

The girl's legs were long and slender, and unlike most women whose thighs widened towards the hips, hers weren't thick near the buttocks, highlighting their beauty.

She wore a tight-fitting white blouse with small green checks, her breasts bursting out of the fabric; she wore an apricot-yellow skirt, revealing her two snow-white thighs below the knees. Her buttocks weren't large, slightly thicker in the front and back, and narrower on the sides, giving a round, plump appearance—the voluptuous type. Her waist was slender, further emphasizing the shape of her hips. Her breasts were exceptionally large and didn't sag; as she walked, they swayed with the tight blouse, making one's mouth water, and it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Girl, are you...?" I probed.

"Eighty yuan for you to touch me anytime, for an hour, but no 'that,' want to?" the pretty girl said, blushing.

I thought to myself: Where can I find such a beautiful girl with such full breasts for eighty yuan?

"Okay, come with me."

Looking at her pretty face and swollen breasts, my little brother couldn't help but get hard. And after touching her for an hour, how could I not want to? I didn't want to, but she wanted to because I touched her. Obviously, it was her first time selling herself, so I agreed without hesitation.

I led her to my rented room. As soon as the door closed, the pretty girl said, "It's a deal, you can only touch. I have to go back to my dorm after you're done..." She hesitated.

"You're a college student, right? Is this your first time? Why are you doing this?" She lowered her head and didn't answer. I continued, "Of course, of course I won't go back on my word. Come on."

So she started to take off her clothes. When she unbuttoned the second button of her collar, she just revealed a little bit of cleavage, along with her fair and alluring flesh, showing off her high breasts. Her breasts were very large, making the shirt bulge and cling tightly to her flesh, almost revealing the outline of a ball.

The nipples on her breasts protruded sharply, as if trying to burst through her shirt, revealing two round, dark brown rings that stung my eyes. The tight shirt struggled to hold her large breasts up slightly, but they still looked incredibly powerful, swaying wildly with the pretty girl's movements. They seemed to possess a mind of their own, angry at the shirt's confinement, struggling together to break free and reach for freedom, to show the world their long-hidden beauty and sensuality, to unleash their long-suppressed tenderness and maternal love. I walked over, put one arm around the pretty girl's slender waist, and cupped one of her breasts in my other hand. The pretty girl didn't resist; instead, she smiled proudly, holding her chest high. She didn't seem to mind me touching her breasts. These pretty girls' breasts were really large; I couldn't even hold half of them with one hand. I lifted them up a little more; they were very firm and heavy, truly the real deal.

I lifted her breasts slightly and then suddenly released them; her plump breasts slumped down, trembling elastically a few times. I grasped the pretty girl's breasts, kneading and playing with them, my palms gently caressing her nipples, my fingers gliding over her nipples and areolas, feeling their softness and elasticity. Stimulated by this, her nipples became noticeably erect; even through the fabric, they felt like hard rubber balls, tickling my palms. Her

entire breast writhed happily under my hands.

The pretty girl moaned softly, and her nipples became slightly damp.

I pinched one of her erect nipples, and milk soaked a large patch of her shirt.

"No wonder your breasts are so big, you're breastfeeding!" I said. "Can I taste your milk?" "No," the pretty girl said seriously. "You can touch, but you can't suckle." "I want to, please let me suckle, please!" I pleaded. "

No, I just finished feeding my son today. If I feed you, he'll go hungry." "You're only twenty, how come you have a child? And you're still a student?" I asked.

"Hurry up and touch, I need to go back to my dorm to breastfeed my son after I'm done," she replied helplessly.

I took out a hundred-yuan bill and said, "Add another hundred for nutrition expenses, to buy formula for your son, okay?" The pretty girl remained silent... "Miss, tonight you can be my mom, Mom, I'm hungry, I want to drink milk," I said, staring intently at her large, milk-drenched breasts, drooling as I pleaded.

The pretty girl chuckled and said, "Alright, you're quite cute. Time's up, let me feed you until you're full today."

She took the money, half-closed her eyes, and let me play with her breasts. I couldn't wait to unbutton the rest of her shirt, and two large, white breasts rolled out from her arms, exposed to me without reservation.

These were the breasts of a breastfeeding girl, completely different from the small, delicate breasts of a typical young girl. They were full and swollen with warm, sweet milk, hanging heavily, about the size of a cantaloupe, swaying plumply on her chest, emitting a warm body temperature and a slightly milky scent. I could almost hear the sound of the two breasts hitting each other and the sound of the milk sloshing inside.

The dark brown areolas almost covered the entire nipple, rising high to form a hemisphere, studded with the small fleshy bumps unique to breastfeeding women, and covered with a layer of fine, soft hair. In the center of her areola, a large nipple stood defiantly erect, a full inch long and half an inch thick, jet black and glossy, robust and well-developed, covered with crisscrossing fleshy lines, moist and sticky. Like a large, candied date marinated in syrup, it exuded an alluring mature charm. Combined with the girl's smooth, iron-like skin, the large breasts of this beautiful girl had a uniquely warm and bouncy feel.

I cupped the beautiful girl's left breast, gently caressing and kneading it. A drop of white milk dribbled from the nipple, hanging precariously at the tip. I opened my mouth, took the nipple in, and gently sucked. Suddenly, a large gush of milk gushed out, spraying directly into my mouth. I couldn't hold it in; some milk dripped from the corner of my mouth, and the nipple almost slipped from my lips.

The beautiful girl asked me to rest my head on her lap so she could breastfeed me, and I immediately complied.

She cradled my head with her left arm and her left breast with her right, positioning her nipple against my mouth and stuffing the nipple and areola into it. The girl's nipple was already large, about an inch long, and with the areola, it almost completely filled my mouth.

Before I could even suckle, I felt the nipple in my mouth begin to swell and harden. The beautiful girl seemed to become sensitive, her chest involuntarily thrusting forward, as if trying to shove her entire breast into my mouth.

I pressed my face against her breast, feeling its warmth.

I wrapped my arms around the beautiful girl's slender waist, inhaling the scent of her youthful body mingled with the pungent aroma of her breast milk. My tongue traced the soft yet firm texture of her nipples and areolas, savoring the texture, licking the rough flesh of her nipples, and gently scraping the fine hairs and buds of her areolas.

Sweet milk flowed continuously from her nipples, and I began to suckle greedily.

Her nipples and areolas reflexively contracted, and a gush of sweet milk spurted from them, filling my mouth—hot, sticky, and slightly fishy, with a milky aroma filling my nostrils.

I could hardly believe it; a beautiful, voluptuous female college student was breastfeeding me—something I had dreamed of for so long.

I increased the pressure, deliberately making "slurp...slurp...slurp...slurp..." sounds. The beautiful girl remained silent, letting me suckle her breasts.

After a while, she held my head tightly with both hands, as if afraid I would run away, or perhaps afraid I would stop suckling. This beautiful girl was full of energy, and her milk was thick and plentiful. With each forceful suck, she would unconsciously tense her body, her breasts gushing milk out like high-pressure water jets—a pleasure only a breastfeeding girl could experience.

I suckled for a while, and the force of the milk ejection weakened, her breasts gradually softening and shrinking. In the end, the milk was completely drained, with only a small stream of clear liquid flowing from her nipple. I released her left nipple, which was wet with a mixture of saliva and milk.

I freed my hands, cupped her left breast, and squeezed it, then gently bit the nipple with my teeth, trying to squeeze out the last drop of milk. The beautiful girl's face was flushed, and she hummed softly.

I suddenly bit her nipple. "Ah!" the pretty girl cried out, her body trembling. Her right breast bounced happily, dripping milk, plump and swaying back and forth like a shaking, fleshy lead ball, gleaming white under the light. My stomach churned, and I let out a sweet, milky burp. The

pretty girl turned to her side, offering her right breast as well.

I lifted her right breast; it was swollen and heavy. I lifted it high, then suddenly pulled it down, causing it to jiggle a few times. I held her right breast, gently fiddling with the nipple with my fingers.

"Ah...ah...ah..." the pretty girl gasped, swallowing hard, her head tilting back, her body convulsing a few times. Her right breast jerked, revealing faint blue veins, the nipple erect as large as a ping-pong ball, a stream of milk shooting from its tip. I caught it with my tongue; the sweet scent of milk was intoxicating.

Suddenly, that pretty girl reached out and hugged my head, thrusting her chest forward and pressing her breasts against my face, her soft flesh completely blocking my mouth and nose. Her nipples almost reached my throat, and her areolas swelled up and pressed against my upper jaw, filling my mouth completely.

After suckling the milk out, I spat out the nipple. It had lost its former grandeur, the areola only slightly raised, the fleshy bumps having receded a little. The more I looked at it, the more adorable it seemed. So I cupped my hands around the breast, gently squeezing it to make the areola protrude and the nipple stand out prominently. A few drops of residual milk spilled from the nipple, wetting my hands and releasing a faint milky fragrance.

I gently sucked on the nipple, lightly biting it with my teeth, my tongue scraping across the areola, savoring the sweet residual milk, enjoying the soft hairs and prickly bumps. My tongue teased the nipple; each time it pressed down, the nipple would spring back up, even pressing it into my breast. When I released it, the nipple would spring back up with a "whoosh." I pressed my lips tightly together and pulled the nipple upwards, as if stretching rubber, pulling the areola up more than two inches. As soon as I opened my mouth, the nipple retracted. My nipples became engorged and erect again under my stimulation.

I spread my fingers and pressed them against her breasts; the nipples pressed hard against my palms, tickling me. A wonderful sensation traveled from my palms to my entire body, penetrating deep into my heart.

I held her full breasts in my hands; they were soft, warm, and seemed to be dripping with juice.

I caressed them with both hands, sometimes gently stroking, sometimes kneading them firmly. The girl's breasts were incredibly elastic; touching them felt like floating on air, irresistible.

The beautiful girl trembled slightly with my stimulation, letting out soft, coquettish breaths. Her two plump breasts rose and fell with her breath, wriggling like two suction cups, firmly holding my hands, unable to let go… What happened next was inevitable; I had sex with the beautiful girl.

She didn't resist; on the contrary, she was very proactive. We both reached orgasm after 20 minutes, and my thick, iron-like penis ejaculated a large amount of thick semen into the beautiful girl's vagina.

After our respective climaxes, during our conversation, I learned that this beautiful girl was 22 years old and a sophomore at XX University. When she first entered university, her stepfather drugged her and attempted to rape her, resulting in pregnancy. She gave birth to a son this September. She studied on her own throughout her ten months of pregnancy and returned to school after her postpartum confinement period in October.

Because of the rape, she had a falling out with her parents and had to rely on her grandparents' pensions for tuition and living expenses. She had no choice but to start selling her body to earn money before her baby was even a month old and still breastfeeding, and I was the first person she encountered. She said this was only her second time having sex with a man, including me.

Twenty minutes of intense sex left me parched and exhausted. I nestled in the beautiful girl's soft, warm embrace. She looked at me affectionately, stroking my face and combing my hair.

“Good little brother, your breasts are engorged. Are you thirsty? Let me breastfeed you and quench your thirst,” the beautiful girl said, wrapping her left arm around my head and cupping one of her breasts in her right hand. She gently guided the alluring nipple to my lips like a nursing mother.

She lightly placed the nipple against my lips, then rubbed her breast against my face, sliding the nipple between my lips as if trying to pry them open… I felt the beautiful girl’s juicy breasts, the smooth skin against my face, and I was completely captivated. Reflexively, I took the engorged nipple that was dancing on my lips into my mouth.

I smelled the sweet scent of her milk and suckled at her soft nipple. Soon, a gush of milk began to flood my parched mouth, and I swallowed the delicious juice in large gulps. The sweet, rich milk, warmed by the beautiful girl's body and imbued with her tender maternal love, gradually filled my emptiness. At that moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world! I longed to stay forever in her arms, to suckle like her child, and then fall into a deep sleep, filled with the greatest satisfaction in the world, never to wake again… From then on, because she was too busy with her studies to care for the baby, she gave her son to a distant relative who couldn't have children. She moved out of the school dormitory to live with me and we studied and lived together. I paid her tuition. The beautiful girl gave her body and milk exclusively to me. She injected and took large amounts of lactation-inducing drugs daily to ensure her milk was plentiful and thick. The pretty girl ate high-calorie foods every day (like KFC and McDonald's), and under the influence of lactation-inducing agents and medications, all those calories were converted into thick, rich breast milk for me to suckle. This way, no matter how much she ate, she wouldn't gain weight, helping her maintain her figure and also acting as a contraceptive. Therefore, her breasts would swell several times a day, especially after intercourse and after meals, and she only felt comfortable when I suckled her breasts dry. I basically skipped dinner and breakfast every day, just suckling the pretty girl's milk; for me, it was both a feast for the palate and a feast for the body.

[The End]

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