Delicious breast milk

I'm a college student, and for convenience, I rented a room near the school.

Many college students rent rooms these days; some to study, some to live with their girlfriends, and some to solicit prostitutes. Prostitutes are also a common sight near 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 through the glass of a study room a month ago when I was at the university next door. 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 ethereal, especially her large, bright eyes, which were captivating, resembling the top-tier TV actress Hao Lei. Besides her beautiful face, what was particularly striking was her figure; she would undoubtedly attract attention on the street.

The girl had long, slender legs, and unlike most women whose thighs tend to widen towards the hips, hers were not thick near the buttocks, highlighting their graceful shape.

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 very slim, further emphasizing the shape of her hips. Her breasts were unusually large and firm, swaying as she walked with her tight shirt, making one's mouth water. She was definitely not wearing a bra. "

Girl, are you...?" I tested her. "

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

I thought: Where can I find such a pretty girl with such full breasts for eighty yuan?!

"Okay, come with me."

Looking at her pretty face and swollen breasts, my penis was already hard to resist growing. And after an hour of touching, how could I not do it? I didn't want to do it, but she was already aroused by my touching; she was clearly a first-timer 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 settled, only touching, I need 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 kept her head down and didn't answer. I continued, "Of course, of course I won't go back on my word. Come on." So she started taking off her clothes. When she unbuttoned the second button of her shirt, a glimpse of cleavage was revealed, along with her fair and alluring flesh, highlighting the height of her breasts. Her breasts were very large, stretching the shirt taut and clinging tightly to her flesh, almost revealing their spherical outlines.

The nipples on her breasts protruded prominently, as if about to burst through the shirt, their dark brown rings visible through the fabric, piercing my eyes. The tight shirt struggled to support her breasts. The shirt covered her two large breasts, slightly lifting them, but they exuded a domineering presence, swaying wildly with the pretty girl's movements. They seemed to possess a mind of their own, angry at the constraints of the shirt, struggling together to break free and reach for freedom, to display their long-hidden beauty and sensuality to the world, 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, with a proud smile, she presented her chest... Her breasts were held high, and she didn't seem to mind me touching them. This pretty girl's 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 higher and then suddenly let go; her plump breasts slumped down, jiggling a few times with great elasticity. 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. Her nipples, stimulated in this way, were noticeably erect; even through the distance, I could feel them. It felt like a hard rubber ball, tickling my palm.

Her entire breast writhed happily under my hand.

The pretty girl moaned softly, her nipples even showing a little moisture.

I pinched one of her erect nipples, and the milk soaked a large patch of my 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 only touch, not suckle." "I want to, let me suckle, please!" I pleaded. "

No, I just filled up my breasts to feed my son today. If I feed you, my son will go hungry." "You're only twenty, how come you have a child? And you're still studying?" I asked. "

Hurry up and touch it, I need to go back to my dorm to breastfeed my son afterward," she replied helplessly.

I pulled out a hundred-yuan bill and said, "Add another hundred for nutrition expenses, to buy milk powder for your son, okay?" The pretty girl remained silent... "Miss, tonight you'll be my mom, Mommy, I'm hungry, I want to nurse!" I stared intently at her large, milk-drenched breasts, drooling as I pleaded.

The pretty girl chuckled and said, "Alright, you're quite cute. There's no time limit, let me feed you until you're full tonight." She took the money, half-closed her eyes, and let me play with her breasts. I eagerly unbuttoned the rest of her shirt, and her two large, white breasts rolled out from her bosom, completely exposed. It was right before my eyes.

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

The dark brown areolas almost covered the entire nipple, rising high to form a hemisphere, studded with the small fleshy bumps characteristic of lactating women, and covered with a layer of fine, soft hair. In the center of the areola, a large nipple stood defiantly erect, about an inch long and half an inch thick. Her breasts were jet black and glossy, large and well-developed, covered with crisscrossing veins, moist and sticky. Like large, ripe dates soaked in syrup, they 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 supple feel.

I cupped the beautiful girl's left breast, gently caressing and kneading it. A drop of white milk clung to the tip of the nipple, dangling precariously. I opened my mouth, took the nipple in my mouth, 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. I slid down.

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

She supported my head with her left arm and her left breast with her right, positioning her nipple against my mouth, stuffing the nipple and the entire areola into my mouth. 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 pretty girl seemed to be becoming sensitive, her chest involuntarily thrusting forward, as if trying to shove her entire breast into my mouth.

I cooperated by pressing my face against her breast, pressing it tightly against her, feeling so warm.

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 delicate feel. I licked the rough flesh of her nipples, the tiny bumps and fine hairs on 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 out, filling my mouth—hot, sticky, and slightly pungent, with a milky fragrance 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, her breasts thrust out as I suckled.

After a while, she tightly embraced my head with both hands, as if afraid I would run away, or perhaps afraid I would stop suckling. This beautiful girl was full of vitality, and her milk was thick and plentiful. With each forceful suckle, 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, until the force of the milk ejection weakened, and her breasts gradually softened and shrunk. In the end, all the milk was sucked out, leaving only a small trickle of clear liquid 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 extract every 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 tremble and bounce a few times. I held her right breast, gently

flicking 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 stuck out my tongue to catch it; the milky fragrance was intoxicating.

Suddenly, the pretty girl reached out and embraced my head, thrusting her breasts against my face, her soft flesh completely blocking my mouth and nose. Her nipples almost reached my throat, her areolas swollen and pressing against my upper jaw, filling my mouth completely.

I could barely breathe. With a slight movement of my mouth, a large gush of sticky, fishy-smelling milk poured down my throat, forcing me to swallow desperately. The milk sprayed out even more vigorously.
The pretty girl trembled with excitement, moaning incoherently, "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." I kept sucking, my head buried in my mouth. As the milk gradually decreased, the pretty girl's moans also subsided. The nipple in my mouth gradually softened and shrank.

After sucking out the milk, I spat out the nipple. It had lost its former grandeur, the areolas were only slightly raised, and the fleshy bumps on them had receded somewhat. The more I looked, the more adorable they seemed. So I cupped their breasts in my hands, gently squeezing them to make the areolas protrude and the nipples stand out prominently. A few drops of residual milk spilled from the nipples, wetting my hands and emitting a faint milky scent.

I gently bit the nipple, lightly nibbling at it with my teeth, my tongue scraping across the areola, savoring the sweet residual milk, enjoying the soft hairs and prickly little 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 against the nipple and pulled upwards, as if stretching rubber, pulling the areola up more than two inches. When I opened my mouth, the nipple would retract. The nipple became engorged and erect again under my stimulation.

I spread my fingers and pressed them against the breast; the nipple pressed hard against my palm, strangely itchy. A wonderful sensation traveled from my palms throughout my 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, and 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 orgasms, I learned in our conversation that this beautiful girl was 22 years old and a sophomore at XX University. When she first entered university, she was drugged and raped by her stepfather, resulting in pregnancy. She gave birth to her son this September. She studied on her own throughout her ten months of pregnancy, and went back to school after her postpartum confinement in October.

Because she was raped by her stepfather and had a falling out with her parents, she had to rely on her maternal grandparents' pensions to cover her tuition and living expenses. She couldn't afford the 5000 yuan tuition fee to enroll in school. Before her child was even a month old and still breastfeeding, she started selling her body to earn money, and I was the first one she met. Speaking of having sex with men, this was only her second time with me. After

a few minutes of intense sex, I was 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. I was completely entranced, and reflexively took the engorged nipple dancing on my lips into my mouth.

I inhaled the sweet scent of the beautiful girl's milk, sucking on her soft, supple nipple. Soon, a torrent of milk gushed forth, flooding my parched mouth. I swallowed the delicious juice in large gulps. The sweet, rich milk, warmed by the beautiful girl's body, carrying her tender maternal love, gradually filled my emptiness. In that moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world! I truly wanted to lean against her forever and ever. In the girl's arms, he suckled at her breast like her own child, then fell into a deep sleep, filled with the greatest satisfaction in the world, never to wake again… From then on, unable to care for her baby due to her studies, 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 entirely to me. She injected and took large amounts of lactation-inducing drugs every day to ensure her milk was plentiful and thick. The beautiful girl ate high-calorie foods every day… The calories from the food (like KFC and McDonald's) would be converted into thick, rich breast milk for me to suckle, thanks to the galactagogues and lactation-inducing drugs. This way, she wouldn't gain weight no matter how much she ate, helping the beautiful girl 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 beautiful girl's milk, which gave me both culinary and sexual pleasure.

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