My Daughter’s Sweet Milk – Sex Stories
My wife, Amanda and I were sitting on the couch watching some Netflix and finishing some Chinese takeout when I heard a knock at the back door. “What now?” I grumbled as I paused our show and got up to make my way through the house to see who it was. As I entered the kitchen I could see through the window in the door that it was my daughter.
“Hey Jules, what are y…” I started asking as I opened the door for her. As she raised her head, I barely recognized the girl I saw in front of me. Her makeup ran in dark streams down her cheeks, her lower lip was swollen and cracked.
I felt my eyes narrow to dark angry slits as the question I was asking changed into one word, “Shawn?” She managed a small, tired nod and I followed with “Where is he?”
A new voice behind Julie answered that one for her, “Your daughter’s boyfriend is currently in custody, Mr. Jeffries. Can we talk for a few minutes?”
My muscles relaxed a bit as I opened the door the rest of the way. Julie picked up the baby carrier at her feet and came through the door followed by a young female officer. I motioned them into the dining room as I went out into the living room.
Amanda looked up and I said, “You’re not gonna believe this one… Julie’s here, with a cop and busted lip.”
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Julie told us through short bursts how Shawn had come home late from work, drunk and acting like an ass. How he complained about the mess around the house, that there wasn’t anything to eat, that he’d been out freezing his ass off at work all day while Julie just sat around the house doing nothing, and how she obviously sucked at taking care of the baby too because the “damn thing” hadn’t stopped crying since he walked in the door. She had told him if he thought she had it so easy taking care of the baby maybe he should try it tomorrow instead. That was when he smacked her in the face and Cory progressed from crying to screaming. She picked up the baby, ran down the hall and closed herself into the bedroom. Shawn was pounding on the door yelling “Get back out here you lazy bitch! Get out here before I break down this door. If I have to come in there I’m gonna fuckin kill you.” This continued until the police, having been called by someone in one of the joint apartments, came in and hauled him out.
We decided Julie was staying home with us for a few days while we figured out what to do. Julie’s old room was still pretty much the way it always had been, minus some clothes and stuff so she said she just wanted to go get some sleep. Amanda and I returned to the living room but the food and TV we had been enjoying just 15 minutes ago no longer seemed interesting to either of us. We talked for awhile and decided we might as well go to bed as well.
I woke up a couple times that night hearing Cory crying but Julie seemed to get him settled and back to sleep pretty quick. I just lay there in the dark thinking of how unfair it all was.
Julie was always a sweet and beautiful girl. Until she dropped out of high school last year she made amazing grades. Her only problem was the taste she had in guys. Shawn was the most recent of three guys who all started off treating her like a queen until they turned out to be complete assholes. He got Julie got pregnant last winter when she was 16, he was 17 and told us how he was going to get a job doing construction with his dad and he wanted to take care of her and their baby. He always impressed us as being responsible and mature, I never imagined things would turn out this way. When he turned 18 he was working for his dad and had a small but decent apartment. By the time Julie should have been starting her senior year she was almost 7 months pregnant and spending most of her time at his place. Now here she was, 17 years old with a baby, back here with her mom and I and her guy in a jail cell.
It’s around 8:30 Saturday morning. I wake up to the sound of pans clattering out in the kitchen. After getting up and voiding my bladder, I wandered out to the kitchen.
“Morning Dad, Mom went to work a little bit ago. Want some eggs?”
I nodded and said, “As long as there’s a huge cup of coffee with ’em.”
She chuckled just a bit and asked, “Cory keep you awake much last night?”
I said it was ok and took my coffee out to the couch. I was happy to get even that small chuckle from her after last night. “She always was a bit of a morning person,” I thought as I started flipping through channels on the TV.
A few minutes later Julie brought in a couple plates full of fried eggs with a couple pieces of toast and sat down across from me at the other end of the couch.
As we ate and made some light conversation I noticed that the swelling seemed to be all but gone from her lip even if you could still see a dark little line of dried blood there and without the mess of makeup she looked pretty much like my daughter again.
She was roughly the same height as Amanda, though considerably skinnier with her mom’s dark hair and eyes that were just a slightly brighter shade of green than my own. She was wearing a thin pair of light blue shorts and matching top with spaghetti straps, clearly all she had here to sleep in last night. I was a bit embarrassed though as I noticed it didn’t quite fit her the same as I remembered because her boobs had gotten so damn big. That shirt was straining to hold em in such a way that I had to try my hardest not to stare at them.
After we finished our breakfast and went through a short list of things we had to get done, Cory woke up and started crying so she left to go take care of him and I got up and cleared dishes. The image of her shirt pulled tight across her breasts like that kept flashing through my mind and I just shook my head silently reminding myself, “That’s your daughter, you nasty old man. Stop that right now.”
I never was good at taking my own advice.
Julie was changing the baby as I walked down the hall to go get dressed. She heard me passing by in the hall and called out, “Hey Dad, when did you want to leave to go pick up my things?”
“I don’t know, maybe half an hour or so?”
“That’d be fine, if I feed Cory before we go he should be ok till around lunchtime.”
Oh yeah, I hadn’t even thought about that yet. “Um, about that, I’m sorry, I’m pretty sure your mom and I don’t have any milk in the fridge. We don’t really drink it often ya know?”
She laughed at that. “In case you didn’t notice, I’ve got that covered,” glancing down slightly in case I missed her meaning. “Shawn wouldn’t hear of buying formula when I could feed a baby for free. Besides, it’s supposed to be better for him anyway.”
“Yeah, that’s true.” I hoped she didn’t notice that I blushed a little about the fact that I had indeed noticed the size of her breasts earlier. I said, “Anyway, I’m gonna get ready and I’ll see ya in about half an hour, ok?”
I went on to my room and started getting out some clothes and went to get a shower. As I stood there under that steaming hot water my mind began to wander.
“She’s right on the other side of that wall right now with those big boobs out in plain sight. If you could just figure out how to get a look at them without it seeming intentional. Yeah, just accidently walk in at the wrong moment, right? I bet her nipples get so hard when they’re being sucked and Oh my God, I can’t remember how long it’s been since I tasted breast milk. Amanda’s was so sweet and just watching her squeeze it out for me was so sexy.” I thought – just as I finished squeezing a different creamy white fluid out of myself. It wasn’t the first time I’d thought about that particular similarity. Maybe that was partially why I’d always been so turned on by it.
“Yeah, well you never thought like that about her though, did you?” I thought angrily to myself.
With that I quickly finished my shower and got dressed.
I took Julie to the apartment and she began collecting clothes and baby supplies to last her about a week. I tried to entertain Cory a bit. At 5 months old he seems to be most fascinated by anything that plays music while various colors of LEDs flash. He eventually fell asleep for a little bit and I started playing around on my phone for a bit. After a bit I decided to message Amanda, “Hey honey. At Julie’s picking up clothes. Should I get anything for tonight while we’re out?”
I noticed I hadn’t heard anything from Julie for a bit so I thought maybe I should see if she needed any help. I didn’t see her in the baby’s room as I passed by, then I seen the bedroom door was cracked open a few inches and I heard a faint sob coming from the other side. I knocked lightly pushing the door open further as I called, “Jules?”
I found her sitting at the foot of her bed with her hands covering her face crying softly. So I just sat down beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders awkwardly. Hell, I never have much known what to say to a crying girl so I just sat there quietly for a minute before she moved her face from her hands to my chest and asked, “What am I gonna do now?”
I rubbed her shoulder a little bit and said, “I don’t know baby, but you got a cute little boy out there who needs you and your mom and I can make sure you’re ok while you figure it out. Everything’s going to be alright in time.”
She let that sink in for a few seconds then pulled tighter against me. “Thanks – I love you Dad.”
I raised a hand to her wet cheek and lifted her head up a bit and told her I loved her too and gave her a light kiss on the forehead.
Standing up, I said, “So, I came in to see if you needed any help with your things. I started looking around at the piles of clothes on the bed and surmised that she had pretty much just pulled drawers out of the dresser and dumped them onto the bed.
“I think I’ll have to sort this stuff out myself, you won’t know which stuff fits me right now. I have a couple moving boxes out in the kitchen closet if you can get them.”
After finding the boxes and a packing tape gun, I returned and put them together on the floor. She said, “Everything still on the bed can go for now. I am gonna go bag up some stuff for the baby.”
I drug a box around to the other side of the bed and smiled at her technique. Looks like everything she didn’t want was now on the floor. I gathered a pile of jeans and shirts and loaded them in the box then there was the other pile, socks and bras and panties. I noticed she seemed to favor brightly colored lacey thongs though a few of them had animal prints with neon colors mixed in.
I listened for a second and heard the sound of plastic items being thrown into a bag in the room across the hall then picked up one of the bras. It was a fairly plain looking thing when compared to the frilly panties, no lace or bows on this. I checked out the tag hanging off the inside of the clasp area. 38E! Wow! I remembered my wife when she was nursing maybe making it to a D cup but she had since returned to a fairly average C.
I considered this for a second again imagining what the boobs that would fill this bra would probably look like, and I couldn’t help it – I buried my face in one of those enormous cups, inhaling a mix of the aromas of breast milk and laundry soap. Damn, that brought me back.
Another rustle of plastic from across the hall caught my attention and I dropped the bra onto the pile and reached down to scoop up an armload of the undergarments, as my arm slid underneath, however, it also slid under the bedsheet. My hand tangled in some type of wire. I pulled it out and discovered it was attached to a box with a single dial on it on one end and a silver, oblong egg looking thing on the other side. I smiled thinking how I had bought something almost exactly like this for my wife back in our younger days. I imagined Julie using this little vibrator on her own clit and decided to throw it in the box under the panties and so on.
I taped up the box and called across the hall, “Got another box in here if you need it…”
“Nah, leave it for later, I’ve about got what I need here.”
After loading one box of clothes, a large trash bag of “all things baby” and the car seat into the car. I went back in and told her the car should be warm enough now if they were ready. She took another quick pass through the apartment and came back saying, “Should do for now.”
Amanda had texted back saying how since it was so cold I should pick up some stuff to make a big pot of chili. So after a stop by the store we headed home. We unloaded the car and had just started putting stuff away before Cory started crying. I picked him up out of the car seat and made a face at Julie, “Ew! Somebody needs a change.”
She laughed and said, “… And you’re telling me because…?”
“Oh no, smartass. Wet diapers, sure. Poopy diapers, you and Mom.”
“How about you change him, I’ll feed him?” she returned.
Grr! Not like I could turn that one around on her and say I’d feed him so reluctantly I accepted defeat. She did at least dig everything I needed out of the baby stuff for me and hung out as I worked, probably to make sure I remembered how it was done.
I left them alone in the bedroom and went out to turn on the TV for a bit. As I flipped through channels, I found myself playing a game of “how-big-is-her-bra” in my mind. Buffy… Hmm… 30B? Weather-girl… Maybe 36C? God, I was as obsessed as a 15 year old. “What is wrong with me? Is this normal?” I wondered.
All things considered, it had been a decent day. Amanda came home in a good mood, we’d all had a nice dinner and played a couple games around the table after. An extra element of difficulty came from remembering where our pieces were at as Cory kept knocking the board game around on the table. We all decided we were tired and headed off to bed around 9:30.
I woke back up a couple hours later hearing some noise coming from the front room. Amanda was sleeping beside me so I guessed Julie had gotten back up and was watching TV. I tried to go back to sleep but it just didn’t seem to be working out. I decided maybe I’d go fix myself a bit of a nightcap.
I went out to the kitchen and made myself a fairly generous Jack and Coke, then headed toward the living room. “Are you decent?” I asked, covering my eyes as a joke.
“Yes, I heard you get up.” I lowered my arm and saw Julie had drug the blanket off the back of the couch and had it draped over her shoulder down her front. Cory’s pudgy legs were sticking out the other side.
“Anything good on?”
“I just turned on HBO, I don’t even know what this is… Sorry if I woke you up.”
I shrugged, “No big deal, hon. A little of this will probably fix that for me.” I raised my glass in a mock-toasting gesture and took a long, satisfying drink.
The movie had something to do with some guy just wandering around this big space station by himself for some reason while everyone else was in some type of cryogenic type tube things. A few drinks later I was out again.
When I woke again Julie was asleep on the couch across from me still holding Cory. “That doesn’t seem very safe,” I thought… which seemed like a perfectly legit excuse to me. I walked softly to the other side of the couch. Slowly lifted the blanket and gently pulled Cory away. Feeling the relief of no longer having weight on it, Julie’s arm fell limp to her lap.
Oh my God, that was such a beautiful tit. Her brown areola was about the size of a Oreo cookie and the nipple protruding from the center of it looked like a small red gumdrop. I shifted the baby to my left arm and adjusted my stiffening cock in my sweatpants.
“Are you going to rub one out right there in your pants?” Julie asked.
I startled a bit and then said, “No hon, I was just afraid you were going to drop the baby while you slept.”
“And protecting the baby required you to stare at my boob for two minutes while you played with yourself?” she asked.
I stammered indignantly, “First off, I did no such thing and certainly not for two minutes. Second, …”
Then she started giggling. “I was just screwing with you, calm down and be quiet. You don’t want to wake the baby, or worse… Mom. I wasn’t going to drop the baby, you see – I wasn’t really asleep. I’ve been catching you looking at my boobs all day. No, don’t worry it sorta got me excited… then when I found you had packed my little vibrating bullet for me I knew that you were thinking about some things too.”
“OK, you got me. I really am sorry. It’s just that I’ve never seen breasts that wonderful in real life. I really couldn’t help it.”
She smiled again saying, “Why do you think I pretended to be asleep? I’m not upset that you peeked – I’m glad you did. I’ve got another confession as well. I’ve always had a bit of a dad-crush. When I’m alone and I use my vibrator I like watching some kind of taboo porn.”
“You mean incest porn? Really? I mean there’s nothing wrong with it, I just never thought you would be into that type of thing.” I couldn’t believe we were having this conversation.
“Why not? The first porn I ever watched like that I found on your laptop. I was a little weirded out at first, I admit, but you never leered at me or made any advances so I decided it was harmless. Eventually I got having some fantasies of my own.” with that her eyes returned to the tent sticking out in the front of my sweats. After a short hesitation she reached forward, pulled my waistband down and leaned forward slowly taking the full length of my cock into her mouth and throat.
She withdrew and started licking and sucking the head of my dick. I was as hard as I could remember being in years! It was amazing. I honestly never hoped for this to happen in reality, but now that it was I knew I’d been waiting years for this moment to come.
I reluctantly stepped away, piling pillows on the front of the chair seat making a safe bed for Cory and laid him down before returning to the floor in front of Julie. I got down on my knees in front of her and cupped her exposed breast, massaging it and enjoying the soft weight of it in my hand. I reached up with my thumb, tracing it lightly across her nipple as I saw it stiffen slightly.
“You really like that, don’t you Dad?” she asked, carefully studying the mixed look of lust and fascination on my face.
“Of course I do. I think this is the most incredible breast I’ve ever had in front of me.”
“Yours is the first man’s hand to touch them since my milk came in. Shawn said they were fat and disgusting and I looked like a cow. He hasn’t even fucked me in months, he just makes me suck him off when he gets horny and I have to get off by myself while he’s at work.”
I said, “He is obviously an idiot who can’t appreciate what he has.”
“Had.” She corrected, grinning down at me. I closed my grip on her tit just a bit tighter squeezing a small trickle of milk out of her nipple. I stretched forward and licked the delicious cream up with the tip of my tongue before taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking hard. I was rewarded with a sweet warm spray that coated the inside of my mouth and suddenly I felt a shared closeness and sense of intimacy with her I never imagined we would have as a father and daughter. My daughter was sharing with me the special nourishment her body had made for her own baby and it was wonderful.
I could feel the increased warmth radiating from between her legs against my belly and my dick pulsed back to life making her gasp in surprise as it unexpectedly poked squarely between her butt cheeks.
I backed away, taking her hands as I stood up helping her stand as well. She raised her arms for me as I lifted her nightshirt over her head and pulled it off of her. I shuffled my sweats down over my hips and let them fall to the floor as I took off my own t-shirt.
We settled onto the couch laying front to front and drug the blanket the rest of the way down over us. I scooted down just a little bit and she lifted a leg just enough for my stiff cock to push in-between them. Her hot pussy ground against it as I raised her other breast to my mouth and began to kiss and suck it, again greedily gulping down mouthfuls of my daughter’s sweet milk.
After a minute of this I felt her reach between us and take my dick in her hand angling it upward. I paused, meeting her eyes with my own questioning gaze.
Julie nodded and said quietly, “oh fuck yes I need it now!” I forced hard up into her in one shove, pushing with my legs off the arm of the couch. “Oh shit! Oh my God yes!” she muttered as I began working myself back and forth.
I was fucking my daughter! It felt incredible and even though I told myself this would never actually happen, that I didn’t even want this to happen… I suppose there was a reason why watching those pornstars doing their roleplay about this exact situation all this time was so exciting.
It obviously didn’t bother Julie I thought as I felt her muscles tighten around my shaft as her breathing intensified into short ragged gasps. Her fingertips clawed at my back and as she released she let out a contented sigh.
I slowed my movements until she resumed a regular pace of breathing and then I backed away, rising, pulling her up. I then sat down, pulling her onto my lap. With a little wiggle of her hips, she settled down into position right where we both needed her to be.
As she rode up and down on me I alternated between having one nipple, then the other, then both in my mouth. As I sucked down on both of her nipples at once, I felt a flood of warm juices run down my throat and my balls at the same time.
“Oh damn, yes. That was so amazing. There’s one more thing I want though.” She lifted up and the grabbed my shoulders steering me down to the couch on my back. A leg came up over the top of my head and I got the first clear view of my little girl’s pussy that I’ve had in many years. Her pubic hair was shaved neatly into a thin little landing strip. Her clit was pushing out under the hood like a pink little pencil eraser and she brought it down directly onto my waiting tongue just seconds before I felt her hand wrap around the base of my cock and her mouth sliding down me again.
I licked her little nub, labia and hole until her juices washed over my tongue and I slurped and lapped them up eagerly. Julie gave my balls I gentle squeeze before removing her hand and burying my dick so far into her mouth her nose was pushing against my sack.
I felt myself tense up and began firing load after load of cum down my daughter’s throat.
“Oh shiiiiit! Oh good God that felt so fucking good!” I said.
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