"We are glad to have you with us. I hope we will have a long and mutually profitable relationship" - My New Manager in my new office. Wait!! This narration is not about my career or my manager. It is about.. "Ms. Supriya" he called into the intercom "Can you please come to my room?” While waiting for her, let me introduce myself. I am into my mid twenties, Bachelors in electronics, Masters in Computers, Single, staying away from my family (Mother, brothers). About my physical appearance, a bit on the thinner side but well maintained with Martial Arts practices and yoga, Quite fair for an Indian, dark brown hair etc.. (Anything more than this will amount to bragging.. Trying to be modest.). As I did my colleges in a religious, Male-Only college, and not having any sisters, a bit shy towards women. The upside to this is that I was able to concentrate more on my studies and career while my other friends (Who had gone to Co-Ed colleges) - many of them - got into some or other affairs with girls, some serious, some "Just for fun" and that was definitely a diversion from studies. I... oh, here comes Ms. Supriya.  

I was expecting a bossy woman, probably my supervisor or project leader or something like that. But Ms. Supriya.. She is more a girl than a woman. Probably in her early twenties, dressed in a light blue salwar-kamiz, baby-like face without any blemish of any sort, thin frame but on first look doesn't look thin at all. Reason - she had absolutely right amount of muscles in the right places. Her breasts - can't say "Big", but were certainly big for her body. "Hey! Cool down" I told myself "This is not the right place or time to be seen with a bulge in front of the pant". After stealing a quick glance at her, I turned to face the manager but my breath was certainly getting heavier. "This is Ms. Supriya. Ms. Supriya, this is your new colleague". "Hello" I said, not knowing if I should shake hands - many women prefer not to be touched by a stranger. "Hello" she offered her hand "Nice to have you here". As I shook her hand, I felt a bit of relief that we can get along without any difficulty. "So, I expect you not crib and complain anymore about too much work to be done alone. He has an impressive CV and experience." the manager said "She will introduce you to others in the office and help you to settle down in work. If you need anything else, just get me".  

After the usual formalities, introduction with other colleagues etc, she took me to my seat. "It will take some time for your computer etc to be set up. How about a cup of coffee?” I nodded. We went to the pantry room. "Er.. I don't take coffee. Do we have milk here?" I said. She looked at me "Will you ever grow up?" and laughed "Sorry No offences". "None taken". As we sat down at the table, she with a cup of coffee and me with a cup of milk (with an extra sugar cube, as always) she said "I was not expecting someone this young". I was somehow uncomfortable with the talk.. "I'd like to start work right away Ms. Supriya, can you start me up with it?". "Relax! You have plenty of time for that" she said "God knows I am suffocating with work and would like you to start up ASAP, but hey take it easy. You don't have to be too professional. And, cut that "Miss" stuff. Call me Supriya or just Priya". She finished her coffee "Okay! Settle down. I'll catch you in the evening. My cubicle is next to yours. Give me a call if you need something". She started to leave. At the door, she turned and said "Hmm... So very shy!!! Take only milk!!! You have a lot of growing up to do" she winked and was gone next moment.  

That evening, she got me just before leaving the office and started small talk about my studies, if I am married, where I am staying, how I commute to work etc. "If you are staying at company guest house, then you have a couple of weeks within which you need to get a house. Don't worry, we'll find out something". As we reached the parking, she said "Hey, if you don't mind, I can give you a lift. My house is just near to the guest house. Want to save some cab charges?” I nodded and waited for her to get her car. Only that it was not a car - it was a scooty. Ladies model. "Are you one of those people who feel inferior riding back seat while a woman drives?” I shook my head. I certainly won't feel inferior. But... staying so close with a woman... she started the vehicle and I got on behind her. As we rode, she said "Come on. Hold tight. You won't want to slip and fall. Don't worry, I won't eat you". I put one hand around her waist and held the vehicle frame with other. "Oh god! These girls are getting bolder day by day" I thought, but said "After finding a house, my motor bike will arrive along with my other things. Sorry for troubling you". "Never mind that. We shall see to it". But as wind rushed on our faces, she stopped talking, pulled the visor of her helmet and concentrated on driving, and I was left to myself, my body touching her, afraid to move or to move my hand. I could smell the faint odour of a deodorant. I didn't see where we were going, until she said "OK yaar, here is the guest house". I jerked myself out of the reverie and got down. "Thanks" I muttered. "That house with brown gate is my place. I'd have liked to invite you in for a cup of tea... or milk" she grinned "but I am in a hurry for my evening classes. Besides, sister doesn't like surprise visitors. Tomorrow morning if you come to my place by 9, we can go to office together. See you then" and she was gone, leaving behind a mild scent of deodorant and me in an unknown combination of freshness and happiness. That evening and night, I was thinking more about supriya than about my new job, and I remembered how tense and worried I was on the first day of my previous job.  

Next day, I got ready and reached her house even before 9. I tried the bell, but couldn't hear it. Power Failure. When I touched the door, it opened and I went in. "Hello" I called as I entered the room to my right, and saw her. She was not supriya, but the resemblance was striking.  The first thing I saw was that her blouse was open and she was holding her breasts with both her hands. She overcame the shock immediately and hurriedly covered herself. For a second, I was out of breath. "Er... Supriya..." I stammered. "Please sit down. Priya will be here in a minute" she said. Her voice was oddly cracking, either she was ill or was crying. I saw that she was not old, maybe a few years elder to supriya, but her face betrayed her age. Lines caused by sadness and dark rings around her eyes. "Hai!" Supriya entered "Welcome to our humble home". Apparently she just had her bath, and looked radiant. She was wearing a ghagra and a choli that made her look absolutely breathtaking. "I see you met sister already. Suganya. This is the new kid in our office. Actually, a baby in a grown up body" she laughed. "Didi (sister), this man is looking for a house. Can you try something?" She nodded "Good then. Shall we make a move?" We came out and she started the vehicle. While sitting behind her, I remembered the scene I just witnessed. Her sister's breasts. They were big, really big. No sagging. Very fair in color, with dark tips.. The first time I saw a woman's breasts after my babyhood. I started to get an erection. I moved back a bit so that supriya doesn't find out. Unconsciously my hands moved up towards supriya's breasts. They were soft and firm and... She slapped at my hand. "Watch your hands Romeo! You don't want me to leave you here looking for a cab. Do you?" At work, I still couldn't remove the scene from my eyes

Later, when we were having lunch, I started the talk. "Your Sister..." "Yeah. What about her?" "She looks very sad... sorry if I am nosy. Just asked". Supriya put down her spoon. Her voice became low, her usual cheer and humor was gone "Suganya was married two years ago. Last month, she lost both her husband and son on the same day in an accident in which only she survived. Since then, her happiness in life is all but dead". She remained silent for some time. "Her In-laws think it is her bad luck that snatched their son away from them. Our parents live a couple of hundred KMs from here. But she is staying with me here, as my parents don't want to leave a girl my age living on my own. I try to cheer her up as best as I can, but I don't know if I can ever see the old smile on her face". We finished our lunch in silence. "I hope that you know enough not to convey condolences to her or say anything to bring back those memories. Leave it". That evening and next morning, I couldn't see suganya. But supriya was running into me quite often as she started offloading her work load on me. That evening, when we left office, she stopped at her home instead of the guest house. "Didi asked you to drop in. I think she has found a house for you. Sorry, I’ll have to rush to my classes. Catch you later". I entered the house "Didi! Didi!" "Please be seated" came her voice "I'll be there in a minute". I sat down on the chair and looked around. The room was neat & clean, and instantly I compared it with my room (A Mess)  

She entered the room with a cup of tea and a plate of biscuits as per traditions of serving guests. "You don't have to call me Didi. Just call me suganya. After all, you are not as young as supriya". She said, placing the tea and biscuits on the table. "Sorry! I don't take tea" I muttered and picked up a biscuit "Supriya said that you asked me to drop by". "I want to ask you something" she said, as she came nearer.  "I want to ask you a favor" Uncomfortably close. I could smell her. Her smell reminded me of baby. As I was sitting, I couldn't see her face. Only her breasts. "Sure" I said awkwardly. "A big help" she said as she came closer, and suddenly seized my head and pressed onto her breast. I couldn't breathe for some time. "Please!" she sobbed "It hurts. It pains. Please!” she moved aside her sari and my face came into contact with her blouse. I could immediately feel a few things. That her blouse was wet. That she was not wearing a bra inside the blouse and that her nipples were straining against the fabric, pressing onto my lips. I opened my mouth. Her blouse was soaked and it was sweet. Though not as sweet as the extra sugar cube I take with milk, it was sweet nonetheless. "Please!" she moaned as she pulled my face into her breasts with unbelievable strength "Oh my baby". She was shaking uncontrollably. With trembling fingers she unbuttoned the blouse and thrusted her nipple into my mouth. As I closed my mouth, I felt her nipple also trembling against my tongue, as it shot a stream of milk that hit my throat. I choked and struggled to swallow. "My Baby! My Baby!" she was saying as she sent jets of milk into my throat. In a few moments the spasms subsided and the flow slowed down to a steady stream. She slid to the floor sitting against the wall, pulling me along. "Oh my dear! Oh my baby!" she sobbed as she kissed all over my face and repeatedly pressed my face to her breast. My face, eyes, cheek were all wet in no time. Then she got hold of herself and made me to lie down on her lap and guided my mouth to her waiting nipple. I took her nipple and areola in my mouth and sucked. Again there was the torrent of milk and I swallowed quickly. The milk was sweet, thinner than the milk I usually drink, and was absolutely wonderful. The most delicious thing I have ever tasted. I thought of nothing else in the world and saw nothing but her breasts. She was running her fingers thru my hair and I saw her bring her other hand in front of my face, two fingers in a "V" shape placed on her breasts on either side of my mouth and thrusted and squeezed. I suckled and swallowed at a greedy pace. After what seemed like an eternity, (Actually about 15 minutes) I pulled back my face and informed her that I was getting full. "Oh No!" she said, as she hurriedly moved, placing her other nipple in my mouth. This breast was full yet, and again I started suckling and swallowing. I closed my eyes in ecstasy. The breast is not hard anymore, but still, it doesn't show any sign of drying up. I almost drifted off to sleep when she pulled back suddenly. "Oh! It is almost time for supriya to come back" and I got up hurriedly. I was all wet & messy. She hugged me with her blouse still open, wetting my shirt also, and kissed my cheeks and lips. "Thank you my dear, thank you" she kept saying. "Oh I am so glad that you came to me" she said as she wiped my face with her sari. I thought that it is not wise to stay until supriya came, and hurried off to the guest house, cleaned myself up and went to bed without any thoughts of dinner.  

Whole night I was having dreams. Pleasant and erotic dreams, milky dreams. Almost all of them featured Suganya's breasts and supriya's face. My sexuality was aroused to unbelievable levels and I was sleeping all night hugging the pillows. In my dreams, I saw things I never saw in real life. Next day, to my horror, I saw the pillow cover and the bed sheet all wet and sticky, and the pillow crushed almost out of shape. I threw the sheet and pillow covers and my night dress into the washing machine, took a bath and got ready. I was feeling some unknown confusion and a tinge of guilt in my stomach. "She is a married woman, and a widow. What would happen to me if anyone knows that I have something going on with her? What would supriya think of me?" It was a bit early for office, so I decided to take an auto or taxi to the office. But actually, I didn't want to face Supriya or Suganya. Not until I gathered my thoughts and feelings. "Good Morning" Supriya peeked into my cubicle after about an hour. "What happened?" she enquired "Today morning you never turned up? Decided to become self dependant all of a sudden? Or am I getting on your nerves?".  "Nothing like that" I replied "I just wanted to come a bit early. That's all". "Okay. Just thought I’d check.  Even Didi was asking". Later, when we were having lunch, she said "So, your problem solved?" I didn't understand. "Didi said that we can rent our first floor apartment to you. Didn't she tell you yesterday? Today she will be talking to father. Perhaps she must've thought to tell you after father says okay" she smiled "Actually, until now, Didi was the one who was against the idea of renting that portion out, not wanting a stranger at our place. What did you do to her charm boy?" Though she said this in good humor, I thought I detected a hint of jealousy. That moment I felt a surge of happiness, but tried to hide it and said "If it is a trouble to you, I’d rather not". "Don't be silly" she said "I'll be more than happy if you move over to our place". She caught herself and blushed. The realization then hit me "My God! She likes me, she is falling in love with me, and so do I". The rest of the day, I was floating in the air. The evening trip, I sat closer to her and held tighter, and she didn't even notice. She dropped me at the guest house and went away to her classes.  

I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door, and standing there was suganya. "Oh... Didi... Suganya...” I stammered. "Won't you call me in?" "Sorry. Do come in. I was wondering... how did you find my place". She looked around the room, said "Of course, I know the guesthouse. After all, my sister also works in the company". After closing the door, she came near me and said "I was wondering what happened to you. You didn't come in the morning, and even now, when I saw you getting down here instead of my home, I came here myself. Are you angry with me? Perhaps disgusted? Do you think I am taking advantage of you?" "No! No! Nothing like that. Just not er.. feeling well.. ". "Up in the head?" she enquired "What happened yesterday is troubling you?" I couldn't say anything. "It was a great relief to me. A great help. And let me assure you, you did nothing wrong. It was as noble as you can think" I just nodded. "Are you okay to move to the first floor of our apartments?” I nodded again. "Good. Now, can I ask you again... "  She looked into my eyes and found my answer there. She sat on the bed, and motioned me to lie down on her lap and I obliged. She looked cool and determined, not trembling or shaking today. She moved aside the sari. As I leveled my face to her breast, she pulled the sari over, covering my head. I could only see her clothed breasts in front of my face, like two mountains. As I saw the dark patches of wetness growing at their tips, I pressed my face and lips to it, feeling the coolness. "Hey... wait for me to open up" Her hand came in and started unbuttoning the blouse. She moved the blouse to one side. Today, she was wearing a padded bra, perhaps to stop milk leaking onto the blouse or sari, a feat it was failing miserably.  She flicked open the cup and moved it aside, and I came nipple-to-eye with a long, thick nipple. Dark brown, glossy and moist. The areola was covered with small bumps. Even those bumps appeared to stand erect. Her nipple was standing erect like a small finger, and I wondered how she could wear a blouse without putting a hole in it. Immediately I started getting an erection. "Now... Enough seeing dear, Get going. I am in pain" came her voice. I closed my mouth around the nipple, and with the slightest suck, was rewarded with the flow of milk. "Ah!" she sighed. "It has been stiff and painful like that all day. Waiting for this very moment" She pressed at her breast as if she wanted to drown me in the milk. "This is wonderful" I thought and suckled frantically at the stream of nectar that never seemed to dwindle. "I always had an abundance of milk. Even my baby was never able to empty it, and my husband was never interested. He said it is gross" she was talking while she caressed my head and combed my hair with her fingers "No. Don't stop. We don't have much time before supriya returns. You won't be able to empty both sides, but the more you are at it, the better". I suddenly felt another drop on my face and rolled my eyes to watch. Milk was seeping from her other breast, thru the bra and blouse. Then her hand came in again and released her other breast from the confinements of blouse and bra. As I suckled and watched, a drop of milk formed fast on the other nipple, dropped, and another one formed like a beautiful pearl. My erection became painful as it strained against my pant. As I brought my hands down to my pants and opened the zip so that it doesn't strain against the pant, she moved my hand away and said "Leave it alone baby. Feeling naughty eh?" she caressed my object of pain "Cool down" As she stroked it, she said "Now, be a good baby and finish the milk. You have plenty of time for those other things after I am gone. Here...” she brought my hand up and placed on her other breast "This will keep you busy". I ran my fingers feeling the tip of the nipple, and all around it. She gasped and pressed my hand on the breast. A squirt of milk landed on my face. She pulled her nipple out of my mouth and adjusted her sitting position, and pulled me to her other breast. I noticed that she had re-adjusted her position so that she kept her thighs squeezed together. "Oh boy! Are we glad to see each other" she exclaimed as I renewed my efforts to suck the whole of her thru her breast. She continued to talk, as if some blockade was removed for her words too. "Even as a girl, my breasts were the most sensitive part. I always dreamed of breastfeeding, waited impatiently to have a baby. I think it is the same with Priya also. I have seen her playing with her breasts" she added. I almost jumped on hearing her name. “Yes. Losing my husband and baby was a tragedy that affected me a lot emotionally, but this milk engorgement... affected me physically also. I thought I lost everything in my life, but I still have hopes it seems. Oh god! It is getting late" I released her nipple from my mouth. Her nipple was now incredibly long due to my sucking. She bent down, put her hands around me, kissed my forehead and looked lovingly into my eyes. "So... my sweet kid, are you moving to your new house tomorrow?"  We got up and she hugged me again. Our thighs pressed into each other's. "Sorry for leaving this like this" she ran her hands on the front of my pant "Perhaps some day. Perhaps not" she winked. “You know something? Supriya has been talking about you a lot these couple of days. She fancies you". This last piece of news, though not new to me, brought back my confusion and dilemma. "Oh God! What kind of mess have you landed me into? It is all your doing, and I trust you to get me out of this dilemma"  

The next few days were almost routine. I moved into their apartment's first floor. Supriya was trying to get my attention very often. At office as well as at home. Suganya gets me every day in the evening when supriya was away. Once, while I was lying on her lap, she said that nursing once per day is certainly not enough, but supriya is always at home except for an hour in the evening, and nothing could be done about that. I gave the new address to the Packers & Movers Company, and they promised that they would send my things and motorcycle within a few days. My room was not messy any more, as suganya, who is home all day, took up on herself to clean up my room also. One day, when we were having lunch, supriya breached the subject. Apparently she wanted to ask me for a long time, and has been going the words over her mind. "Didi has changed a lot since you moved with us. She is happy nowadays, the lines and dark circles around her eyes have started disappearing. And, somehow, you are the reason. I see that in her eyes whenever she looks at you". I was silent. At last, she blurted out the question "Do you like me?”  I answered by bringing my hands to hers and held them tight. "Yes! I Love you. Since I saw you first time". Though Suganya's face came to my mind for a moment, I ignored it. She brought my hand to her lips and kissed. That day, we were looking at each other very often, finding excuses to go to each other's cubicles. In the evening, as I sat behind her, I hugged her and kissed on the back of her neck. "Whoa! Slow down lover boy.  Not so fast. We have a long way to go. I mean, take our own sweet time to enjoy the feeling of being in love, then talk to our parents, marriage, and then...” we both laughed.

That evening, as I was lying in the bed drowned in my thoughts, suganya came to my room, sat on the bed and pulled me to her breast, covering my face with her sari and started breastfeeding me. After about an hour, when she was gone, I came out to the balcony. "Nowadays milk is becoming my major food" I thought as I looked out. For a moment, my heart stopped beating. Standing out was Supriya's scooty. Apparently she came back from her classes early. Did she come up to my apartment? Perhaps searching for her sister or to meet me? Did she see me nursing? Perhaps the moment I dreaded has come at last? That night, I was tossing in my bed, not able to sleep peacefully. Next morning, when I got ready and came down, supriya was waiting for me at the vehicle, and we started. On the way, she didn't talk anything, which wasn't unusual with the wind. But she did something unusual. While driving, with one hand she took my hand and pressed to her breasts. I couldn't make up my mind if she did it because of our newly discovered love or because she had seen me nursing at her sister's breasts. Her breasts were firm, the curves obvious to the touch. Though I rubbed and felt with my hands, I couldn't enjoy it as much as I would have enjoyed otherwise. In the office, we didn't talk much except as colleagues. I got a phone call from the packers & movers that my things and Mobike have been delivered to the given address. That evening, Supriya came to my cubicle and asked if we can go a bit early. She drove not to home, but to the city park. At that time, the park was full of Couples & Lovers. We found a patch of grass and sat down. Then she dropped the bomb, confirming my suspicion. "Yesterday I couldn't concentrate in my classes due to excitement, and decided to come home early. Instead of going into home, I came up to meet you, and of course you know what I saw". I bent my head and looked at the grass, like a culprit awaiting sentence. "How long is this going on?" she asked. I told everything, including my dilemma, how my conscience was killing me as I really loved her while suckling from her sister. She asked again "Did you two get er... Physical?" I Looked up. "No. Nothing like that happened. Do you think I am a womanizer?” She stared at me, trying to maintain the angry look. Then suddenly she broke into a grin. "That's what not I meant. You see, when people get intimate, anything can happen". Her grin widened. "Know what? Yesterday when I saw you two, the first thought that crossed my mind was "Oh! It is beautiful". Sister was sitting on the bed, stroking your hair, eyes closed, her happiness showing from every angle. I would have given my everything to see her like that. And You... with face covered by her sari, suckling contently like the sweet baby you are. I didn't want to disturb you two and went down. I just wanted to know the whole story before I talk to her". She moved near me and took my face in her hands. "You are a dear, lovely, sweetheart you know! To bring happiness into her life at the cost of your peace" She hugged and kissed me, ignoring the people around us in the park. "It is not like that... I enjoy it as much" I muttered. "I know that. Anyhow, never fear, for I am here. We shall put an end to your dilemma. Just go on as usual". We got up and started home.  

In the home, my things had arrived, including my bike, and I spent long hours in arranging things. When Supriya left for her classes, suganya came up. "Leave these things to me. I'll get them arranged tomorrow. Just come here" I lied down on her lap and she started nursing me. Today I felt an odd sort of relief, and suckled peacefully, with her other breast in my hand. Suddenly, the sari was lifted and supriya's face came in. "Surprise!!" she said "Caught in the act baby boy?" I looked up. The startled look in Suganya's face told that she didn't expect this either.. That supriya, instead of going to her classes, came back, tiptoed into the room and caught us unaware. Supriya then said "Okay now, get on with it fast boy, we have some talking to do". She sat nearby, and I went back to Suganya's breast. "Isn't it lovely?" Supriya addressed her sister.

"Didi, I am so happy for you. Now, be frank with your younger sister and tell me, do you like this man? Do you want to talk to father about this? About marriage I mean"

"No. I know that you two are in love"

"But I’ll give up anything if it makes you happy. I have already decided on that".

I thought "Oh my god, they are talking about *My* life" I got up immediately. Then Suganya started talking.

"When I first met him, I didn't realize that you two are in love. When I realized it later, we were too far with it to stop, and also I couldn't help myself. I was in a dilemma, as much as him - nursing at my breasts while thinking about you. The best I could do was to make sure it didn’t get any worse. I made sure we didn't get physical. As for marriage, I am already married. Though I am a widow, I still have my status in the society as a married woman. I know that you will sacrifice anything for me. But I can't ever stay happy at the expense of your happiness. I am glad and very fortunate to have you as my sister". She stopped talking with trace of tears in her eyes, and the sisters hugged each other, and she continued "Whenever you two want to go for the marriage, I’ll take it upon myself to talk to father. But I beg just one thing. I need my baby always". Then they both looked at me. "What do you say? You are so very silent?". "Hey! My life is being decided like a child's play. What option do I have than to act like a puppet? Or a baby?" I grinned.  

Supriya said, "So, it's settled and everyone's happy. Oh! Just another thing" We looked at her with questioning eyes. "Let marriage and other things take its own time. But there is something to be taken care of right now. Since I saw you nursing yesterday, I have been desperate myself. Come here" she pulled at me, unbuttoned her tops and opened the bra. Her breasts were younger, smaller and firmer compared to her sister's but abundant enough to stop my breath, and the nipple and areola were light, almost pinkish, not as dark as her sister's. But it was quite an eyeful. I obligingly took her nipple into my mouth (quite a mouthful too) and sucked. She gasped. "Didi, I see what you mean not being able to stop. Ah!" she whispered as she threw her arm around me and pulled me closer. "There is no milk here baby, but I don't see any reason why you shouldn't suckle at my breasts too". As there was no milk to hold my attention, I just hugged her, caressing and squeezing her other breast, breaking the suckle once in a while to kiss on and around the nipple, I was aroused more than ever. I hugged her and rolled on the bed, and started to lower myself over her. Then suganya interrupted. "Not so fast kids! She can't afford to get pregnant before marriage. I have an idea. How about going out for dinner today?" Supriya agreed "Good Idea. We shall celebrate". We got ready merrily, and started on my motorcycle and Supriya's scooty. Suganya got behind her sister, refused to sit behind me. "That is not a good idea. If I hug you from behind, I'd start leaking profusely and I won't look good with wet blouse or you with wet behind your shirt in a public place". We went to a garden restaurant. While waiting for orders, Suganya said to me "It is better to start considering your marriage. I can't always keep reminding that she can't afford to get pregnant. You are both young (Just we two? what are you then? An old woman? - supriya muttered) and anything can happen. Tomorrow I’ll talk to father and get him to talk to your mother. Do you see any opposition from your side?" "Not at all" I replied "My mother will be delighted to have such a sweet girl as her daughter in law". Supriya blushed. "Good!  So, on our way back, we need to stop by the medical shop" she smiled. "Yeah. For both of us" priya joined in "Didi, it was quite remarkable of you two that you were in such an intimate relationship for these many days, and still could resist the urge to have sex.  It is unjust if you stay like that for the rest of your life - I can't forgive myself". She stopped talking for a while as food was served and then continued "The society will see the two of us as husband and wife, and it is not unusual for my sister to live with us. But privately, within the three of us, we will share everything among us. Everything. I don't think this man has any objections. Just look at his face. He looks as if he'd have done you on the very first day if he was not thinking about me" she kissed the air in my direction. We all laughed. Then we continued to finish the dinner, talking and joking. "Go easy baby!" suganya whispered "Make sure you don't fill yourself. I have other plans for dessert".  

On the way back, we made a stop at the medical shop. After reaching home, when I tried to go upstairs, suganya stopped me. "Just today, will you sleep at our place?" she asked "Until today, my breasts were never emptied completely, as I was always watching out for time of Priya's return. Today, we have all the night" she took me to her bedroom. I removed my clothes and remained in my undergarments, and got into the bed while Suganya changed into her nighties. "Don't worry. This is nursing mother's special" she said as she came near me, and got into the blanket. "Come baby" she turned towards me and I moved down, with my face in level with her breasts and squeezed into her as she brought out the breast thru a hidden slit in the nighty, and I latched on. As always, the milk flow was incredible, and I couldn't believe that she nursed me just a couple of hours ago. As I suckled with my hand on her other breast, the door opened. "I just wanted to see how the baby is doing and.. " supriya's voice came nearer "Perhaps help him to empty both the breasts" I felt suganya moving to accommodate, my hand being moved from the breast, and next moment I was facing supriya's face latched on to the other breast. As she caught my eye, she winked. Apparently this was too much for suganya. "Oh my babies..." she moaned as she pulled both of us towards her, and we squeezed into a huddle. As she caressed our faces, supriya took my hand and guided into her dress on her own breast. We both nursed vigorously as we had only one side to take care. I didn't know how long we were at it. When at last, milk flow started going down, suganya was already asleep, with a happy smile on her face and her hands pressing our heads to her breasts. Supriya was still awake. She got down and came over to my side, whispering "If I hadn't nursed at didi's other breast, you'd have been at it all night" She turned me towards her and we locked in a tight embrace and kissed deeply. She lifted up her single piece nighty and pushed my head towards her breast "It is my turn now" I sucked at both the nipples alternately, traced its outline, and around with my tongue. I rubbed and squeezed, running my hand all over her breast, admiring its firmness, shape and size. As she threw her leg over my body and held tight, I felt her wet against me. I paused to kick off my underwear, hugged and rolled over above her, and she co-operated. I tried to enter her, but it was not easy, and she tried to suppress a scream. Then her sister's hand came and patted her and brushed her hair. Later when we lay exhausted, embracing and kissing each other, she whispered "Don't forget Didi. She deserved you as much as me". I felt suganya hugging me from behind, her breasts cool on my back, and kissing my neck, and we all went to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, Suganya was already up, and was trying to get me to nurse without really wanting to wake me up. When I saw the pearly drop of milk form on the long nipple, instantly I started becoming hard. I started suckling, hugging her tightly. As my manhood pressed against her thighs she got the cue and lifted up her nighty, and I entered her. "Don't stop nursing baby" she whispered, and I did my best to maintain the suckling, in rhythm with the thrusts. Her moans told how much she had wanted this. As the pace became higher and my breath became erratic and the nipple slipped from my mouth, she held me tightly and moaned and sobbed as milk squirted from both her nipples. As I was spent last night already, I remained hard for a longer time, and at last, exploded into her. As we lay tired, she moved to place the nipple in my mouth, as I felt the life-giving nectar flow into me, nothing in the world could've prevented me from going back to sleep.  

Epilogue

 A Year Later:

We woke up on hearing the baby's cry. Supriya unbuttoned her blouse and reached for the crib. But Suganya was already there and had put the baby to her breast, who started suckling contently as I ever did. Apparently her blouse was open already, as I was suckling at her just before we slept. I recalled how I and priya had to get married much before we had planned because she missed her periods, and that suganya went for a permanent contraception ("These Pills interfere with milk"). "It is OK. Didi got the baby" Priya whispered as she pushed my face down to her breast "Now, Get going baby boy! I am getting full and am in pain"