“Vanessa, please don’t tell him I said anything!”
“Of course,” the brunette quickly replied.
She put a hand on the other girl’s bare thigh to comfort her. The skin was warm under her fingers. She looked into her eyes, urging her to continue her story.
“Since this is a mini vacation, Tom said he wanted me for himself. He said I didn’t need the breast pump.”
“But now he went to town and left you high and dry.”
“Yeah, more like full and wet. It hurts, it’s like I have rocks in there.”
“There’s nothing you can do, Elizabeth?”
“I tried squeezing it out manually but the relief is nowhere as good as when he’s sucking on them.”
“Can’t you… Can’t you, you know, suck them yourself?”
The blonde shook her head. “My boobs are a lot bigger now that I had the baby but not big enough. I can’t stretch them up that high. Believe me, I’ve tried.”
She winced and gently massaged her chest to get some relief. Vanessa watched her in awe. On the one hand, she was sorry her sister-in-law was in pain but on the other hand she couldn’t deny that it was arousing talking about this, watching her rubbing herself.
“Are you sure there’s nothing I can do?”
“There’s only one thing that helps and that’s obviously out of the question.”
“Why is it out of the question, Elizabeth?”
Her head snapped up. “What are you talking about? The only solution is to suck the milk out of my breasts. You’re not seriously considering doing that to me, are you?”
“Why not? Are you in pain right now?”
“Yes.”
“And sucking the milk out will make you feel better?”
“Y-yes.”
“And your husband won’t be back for several hours. I’m just trying to help, sweetie.”
“I know, you’re a great friend. It’s just… Wouldn’t it be weird?”
“It doesn’t have to be. Look, you’re my sister-in-law and I love you. I don’t like seeing you in pain. Why don’t we give it a try and if we don’t like it we stop, okay?”
Elizabeth hesitated for a moment and then nodded. She would try anything to get rid of this atrocious pain.
“Great, how do we do this?”
“Uh, bring your chair closer, maybe to the side a bit. This way you can lean in.”
As Vanessa complied, the blonde started to unbutton her white blouse. She had to take it off completely to remove her bra. Vanessa was enthralled at the site of her brother’s wife undressing before her. She had seen her yesterday in a bikini but this was much more intimate.
Elizabeth expertly reached behind her and unclasped the beige brassiere. She slid it off and put it on the table. Now Vanessa could see what she meant when she said she couldn’t suck on her own breasts. They were big but in no way were they drooping. They were… full.
“All right, so I just suck on them?”
“Yes. I’ll massage them a little bit at the same time to get the milk flowing.”
“Okay. Tell me if I’m not doing it right. Here goes nothing.”
Vanessa bent forward and instinctively put a hand under the boob for stability. It smelled good, very fresh. It had been years since she had made love to a woman; it hadn’t happened since her ex-boyfriend had begged her to put on a show for him.
She locked her lips around the areola and instinctively she licked around the nipple. It hardened between her lips and she promptly remembered what she was here for. She sucked and warm liquid quickly filled her mouth. She had never tasted breast milk before but she found she rather liked it. It was sweet, like melted ice cream or what remained in the bowl after eating Froot Loops cereal.
“Aaahh…” Elizabeth moaned.
The blonde looked down at her sister-in-law latched on to her breast. It was surreal, so wrong, but she couldn’t deny how good it felt. She told herself this was medical in nature, it was only a woman helping out another. But then why was she feeling more than relief? Why was she tingling all over?
Using both hands, she gently squeezed her boob from top to bottom. Vanessa looked up at her and smiled around her nipple. She continued drinking for a while and then disconnected.
“You want me to move to the other one?”
Elizabeth nodded and the brunette switched to the left breast. She again put her hand underneath, as if testing its heft, and then brought her mouth to the areola. She opened her mouth wide to moisten the area and used her tongue to lick all around the nipple before properly bolting on.
Again, Elizabeth moaned as the pain left her body. It was weird to have her sucking on her tits, yes, but not completely alien. She had been with a girl before, in college. She hadn’t thought it was for her but sometimes she found herself missing it. There was something to be said about a woman’s soft touch.