A couple weeks after Lydia and Roger hooked up…
Lydia walked out of class, having spent most of the time trying to ignore the eyes on her chest. Ever since she had started producing milk for Roger and Melissa’s baby, they had only gotten heavier and fuller. Still, it was no excuse for the boys who ogled at her breasts and the girls who stared in jealousy.
She wouldn’t trade it for the world though. Being able to feed and nurture a human life has been an amazing experience, the pay wasn’t too bad as well. Not to mention the added… benefits. Having been caught by Roger expressing some of the excess milk and complaining about the pain, Lydia had settled into a new routine as part of Roger’s household. During the day, she would feed the baby as well as her normal nanny duties, but when Lydia had too much leftover, she would go to Roger’s bedroom.
Roger would breastfeed from her as she rode him. Combining the feel good chemicals that came with sex with the relief of being drained. Nothing was better, in Lydia’s opinion, than a mouth at her nipple and a cock in her pussy.
Well, one thing might be better.
At the end of their first session, Lydia had brought up involving Roger’s ex-wife in their fun. She had half meant it as a joke but the more Lydia thought about it, the more eager she was about the idea. Roger, having split with his wife in amicable terms, didn’t seem to opposed to the idea either. You just had to be attracted to both of them, didn’t you? She thought to herself.
Lydia had only met Melissa a handful of times, not a lot in comparison to how she was living with Roger. Still, what she had seen, Lydia had liked. Long, lean legs, with a tapered waist and breasts that were still huge from when she used to nurse. Roger had initially come to Lydia about breastfeeding because Melissa was having difficulty, but she wonders if she still could. The thought of being intertwined with Melissa in bed while Roger took his pick of who to drink from-
Shaking her head, Lydia reminded herself that she would find out later tonight. After a couple “dates” with Roger and Lydia, Melissa had agreed to join them in bed. Lydia couldn’t help but admit that she was looking forward to it.
Honk!
“Lydia, sweetheart!”
Blushing, Lydia turned to the mercedes parked outside of her college. There in the driver’s seat was Roger, while Melissa leaned out the back window. People nearby stared at Melissa’s cleavage hanging out of the car and Lydia couldn’t help but do so too.
Melissa only paid attention to Lydia though, waving her over to the car. Lydia got into the backseat with Melissa, Roger rolling his eyes at his ex-wife’s antics. They drove off with comfortable sound of Melissa chatting about everything and nothing at the same time. As soon as they were on one of the more deserted roads, Melissa turned to Lydia and lifted up her shirt. “Come on, sweetheart, just hold the shirt up while I have a drink.”
Roger looked in his back mirror and saw Melissa starting to undo the front clasp of Lydia’s bra. “Seriously Mel? We’re not even home yet.”
“Relax Roger, there’s no one around. Besides you’ve been hogging her all to yourself and now I want a turn. You’re okay with that, right Lydia?”
Lydia caught Roger and Melissa’s aroused looks and nodded, scrunching up the edge of her shirt and placing it in her mouth. “Good girl,” Melissa said.
The woman began to knead at Lydia’s breasts before pinching one of the long dark nipples. Lydia shivered at the rough treatment but soon tipped her head back as Melissa placed her mouth on her chest.
She latched on quickly, suckling languidly, as if she had all the time in the world to do so. Roger’s focus was tested, having to keep his eyes on the road while wanting to watch the two woman be intimate.
Going a little faster than he should have, Roger arrived at his place. The baby was at Melissa’s mother’s for the weekend and they would have the entire place to themselves. Roger was closing the garage when Melissa grabbed Lydia’s hand and they dashed upstairs, presumably to the bedroom. When he finally came in through the doorway, Melissa and Lydia were straddling each other, fully nude, grinding their breasts and pussies together. “Come on, Roger, before you miss all the fun!” Melissa teased.
Roger grinned and quickly removed his clothes. He noticed that in their grinding, Melissa and Lydia had both started lactating- the space between their bodies slick with milk. Roger grabbed Lydia, her face flushed and her eyes heavy. He laid her on her back, spreading her legs around his waist. Sometime when he had not been around, she had already been fingered open and Roger took advantage of that.
Entering her swiftly, Roger started a steady rhythm in and out, all while leaning his head to Lydia’s breast. Not wanting to be left out, Mellissa held Lydia’s head on her lap, bending forward to giver her access to her breast. Lydia took the bait and started to suck on Melissa’s nipples. Her mouth filled with milk as she fed from Melissa and Roger fed from her.
They continued this daisy chain of feeding, before Melissa reached her hand down between her legs, rubbing her clit as Lydia sucked on her tits. It wasn’t too much longer that Melissa’s orgasm came through, setting off Lydia and Roger. A chorus of moans subsided as they finished.
As they got cleaned up, Roger noticed something, “Are you still lactating, Lydia?”
She blushed and averted her eyes. “We can’t have that, can we Mel?”
‘No, not at all. Just lay down, sweetheart, and let us clean you up.”
Lydia laid against the sheets as Melissa and Roger both cozied up to one breast. They both latched on simultaneously, Lydia falling asleep quickly with the feeling of being milked by her two bosses.