Adult Breastfeeding Stories Novels & Stories

Kate and my mom left the room, to give us some time with the baby. “You want to try breastfeeding now? Elder Mildred said the baby was making suck motions with her mouth?” Asher said unsure. “Sure. I’ll fucking try.” I said, feeling equally unsure. But this girl. She was a fucking champ and knew what to fucking do. She latched on like it was fucking nothing. And trust me, it was something, because my nipples were fucking sore and it felt fucking weird. But after a while it didn’t hurt anymore and it felt really fucking special.

I, Whitney Quigley, had been married to my husband, Thomas Walker, for three years. We welcomed our firstborn recently, Oliver Walker. However, I had been struggling due to low breastmilk production, leaving my baby crying with hunger. Looking at my well-endowed figure, I couldn't help but feel upset. I clearly had the volume, so why couldn't I produce milk for my child? Thomas and I had tried various remedies such as taking herbs and supplements, but nothing worked.

Despite the challenges she faced as a single mother, Sarah poured her heart and soul into nurturing her son, determined to give him the best possible upbringing. Raising Adam was a journey filled with both joy and sorrow. There were moments of laughter and celebration, as well as moments of doubt and uncertainty. Yet, through it all, Sarah remained steadfast in her love for her son. She marveled at his milestones—his first steps, his first words, and his growing curiosity about the world around him. Each day brought new discoveries and new challenges, but Sarah faced them with courage and determination, knowing that she was shaping the future of her beloved child.

he says, “no one died. I keep regular donors…humans get in such a tiff over exsanguinated bodies these days.” I give him a strained smile, and eat some of the food on my plate. I am hungry. Breastfeeding really gives you an appetite. My mind wanders to Deimos, the way he grips my finger with his little hand when I put him to my breast. The sweet little suckling sounds he makes. My eyes flood with tears and my breasts start to tingle. I look down at my soaked shirt. Crap. My breasts are rock hard and throb as the milk comes pouring out. Abbadon looks up and grimaces. “You have a child?”

Xavier turned to the side and instructed, “Richard, ask some people to deliver milk powder and buy four feeding bottles. After dinner later, make a bottle of milk for each of these kids.” Harold was extremely delighted. He truly liked to drink milk, but his dad did not allow him to use a feeding bottle. He had not enjoyed drinking milk for a very long time. He held Mdm. Xavier’s arm in a cute manner and said, “Great-grandma, I really like you!” George was speechless. Alden was at a loss for words too. When Adina saw this, she could not help but chuckle. Just as she was about to speak, her phone vibrated. She glanced at the incoming call and discovered that it was from Duke.

"What story do you want to share?" Eden cleared his throat dramatically, and the hall fell silent, eager to hear his words. "Once upon a time, there was a brave wolf who fought against the darkness. He was small but fierce, and he had two powerful parents who taught him how to be strong!" Laughter erupted around the table as he spun his tale, embellishing it with wild gestures and exaggerated expressions. I couldn't help but smile, feeling the warmth of love and laughter envelop me.

He was so full of happiness that he started kissing the woman passionately, Tamar the house keeper frowned at him and told him off. He stood up in embarrassment when he realizes that he had been sucking the breast of the woman who had just given birth four days ago. He had been sucking and licking the breast milk which his daughter was supposed to suck. And the woman allowed him to do so, as she was enjoying the sensation, especially as his fingers where doing other jobs.

I tell Aunt that only for her to shake her head. " Greedy little girl. ". Her father says, then adds, " breastfeeding fits you " I roll my eyes. This feels a hundred percent weird and new that I want to let the girl to continue sucking. I look at where her crib is an it's on its side. Which means she had seriously gotten out of her crib and came to eat. She's even nine months. Nine month old baby don't feed on breasts no more. Jared comes in to call his mom to give him food. On seeing me he asks

"We had an in-depth conversation about a week ago." "Really?" I replied. Brooke Collins is an insecure, self-centered woman, obsessed with her own huge tits, who is as deep as a parking lot puddle... but it appeared she was part of the day's game. "What did you talk about?" "She told me a story," Mom said. "We'd been drinking, and I think Brooke's guard was down. It was an adult story." "Was it a good story?" "Depends," Mom replied, her tongue running over her lips. "It's a story about sex."

Whatever his little mind realizes he will say that. Now, Both are making me mad to tell them a story. They informed me that their ma always told them story before sleeping. Without hearing story they can't sleep. I am wondering what should I say. Then I remembered my childhood when mom always told me story and I became asleep very fast. I told them one of my mother's story. And After some time I can feel that Avni and Ishaan are asleep. I kissed their forehead. I still can't believe I have someone in my life whom can I call my loved ones. My both kids are my everything. For them, I can do anything. I will even give my life for them.