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Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. Sally had graduated and needed to find a job. With few opportunities in town, she was happy when her mom told her that Leslie White was looking for a regular babysitter.

Leslie was a friend of the family and single mom of a five-month-old. As it turned out, she needed someone to pick up her little one from daycare and stay with her until Leslie got home from work. It was an easy job and Leslie was happy to pay Sally well for the few hours a day that she spent helping out.

After a time, Sally noticed that Leslie was in no hurry for her to leave in the evening and she got paid for the extra time she stayed at Leslie's apartment. Sally felt a bit guilty being paid to sit and chat with Leslie. Leslie was a successful deer and her social life had been severely curtailed now that she was a mom. So, she enjoyed her time unwinding, changing out of her work clothes and having a glass of wine and some girl talk with the younger Sally. Sometimes they would have dinner and play with the baby.

Sally would often get home from "work" pretty late. But it was a nice arrangement that worked for both of them. One evening, with the baby asleep, the two got to talking. Besides, you are pretty mature for eighteen. You don't go on about boyfriends or nonsense. You are really one of my closest friends," Leslie said, gazing at Sally. Sally was wearing "skinny jeans" and a sheer black top. Her black bra was visible beneath the fabric. Sally had pert, little b-cups to compliment her lithe figure. I feel close to you, too. So many of my high school friends have moved on and left me behind. You're probably my closest friend too," Sally said as she took in Leslie's reclining figure next Lactating lesbians stories her on the sofa.

Leslie was 28 and had lost most of her "baby weight". At 5'5" she and Sally were similar in height, although Leslie was considerably curvier. Her hips flared to fill her jeans and tapered to a waist that was trim, if not as tight as it had been before childbirth.

And Leslie was much bustier than Sally. Her full c-cups had grown to full d-cups Lactating lesbians stories bigger with childbirth. And they seemed to be growing still. She was breastfeeding the baby and her milk production was prodigious. She found she was either feeding or pumping her milk for storage every few hours. She had even donated some of the excess to the La Leche League in town. The two had finished a meal of take-out and were lounging on the sofa with the TV on. Neither was watching until Sally noticed that the news was showing a live car chase.

The two sat up and discussed where the pursuit was taking place in their city. As Leslie sat up, she felt her milk "letting down". Her big breasts began to ache. She knew she would start leaking if she didn't pump soon. She lifted her baggy sweatshirt and undid the flap of her nursing bra.

With a practiced motion, she applied the cup of the pump to her engorged breast and pushed the button. Leslie shook the small pump and it buzzed to life. As she put it back over her large nipple, it stopped buzzing. The batteries had given out. Leslie sighed and dropped her sweatshirt and headed to the kitchen to retrieve more batteries from the junk drawer. Sally was still watching the police chase as Leslie walked through the living room toward the kitchen.

This guy is weaving all over the road. He's on the other side of town now. I can't be out of batteries! She came back into the living room carrying the pump and one AA battery. The pump buzzed, then stopped. She shook Lactating lesbians stories and it buzzed again. Leslie handed the plastic pump to Sally and looked over at the TV. The chase was still going on. She turned up the volume so she could hear the commentary. Sally tried putting the other old battery in with the one new one. The pump buzzed to life and then died again.

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As she fiddled with it, Sally noticed a drop of milk on the flared cone of plastic that Leslie had fitted onto her breast in the bedroom. She looked up and saw Leslie focused on the TV. Sally collected the droplet of mother's milk on her finger and tasted it. She had glanced over in time to see what Sally had done but was back to looking at the TV. Sally was relieved that Leslie let the subject go. The two sat watching the TV as the police finally cornered the suspect and ended the chase.

I let down my milk a few minutes ago and I need to pump. She had neglected to redo the flap on her nursing bra. Sally could see how upset Leslie had become. She wanted to help her friend. She could hear the discomfort in Leslie's voice and she couldn't take her eyes from the big, growing wet spot on her sweatshirt. Leslie looked into her younger friend's eyes.

Sally was looking at the wet spot on her shirt. Sally moved closer and Leslie lifted the sweatshirt to expose her big, Lactating lesbians stories nursing bra. The left flap was pulled back and her big, dark nipple was exposed. It was dripping pale white droplets, soaking the bra and the pad it contained. Leslie reached out to Sally and took her hand. She guided Sally's index finger to the leaking nipple and Sally collected the drops.

She moved the finger to her mouth and sucked the milk from it with a quiet moan. She repeated the motion, but this time she fed the droplet to Leslie. Leslie sucked her milk from Sally's finger and then reached out to her and laid her across her lap. Sally turned to face Leslie's chest brought her lips to the large, stiff, pinkish-purple nipple. As she began to suckle and the milk began to flow, Leslie cradled her head gently.

Both women moaned quietly as Sally sucked and swallowed and tasted the warm, sweet nectar. Leslie felt a wave of warmth move over her chest and then lower to her loins. She was aware of her pussy becoming Lactating lesbians stories.

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As she cradled the head of the suckling teenager with one hand, her other hand caressed Sally's reclining body. It was soft and warm and her hand glided from Sally back to her rear. She stroked the younger girl slowly and felt the pressure in her left Lactating lesbians stories ease.

Leslie shifted and removed the sweatshirt. She started to undo the right flap of the harness-like nursing bra. She paused looking down at Sally and then reached behind herself to remove it altogether. Her huge breasts swung free from the support and constriction of the bra. Her right breast was bulging, filled with its load of sweet mother's milk. Sally cupped and caressed the giant orb and, parting her lips, darted her tongue out to collect the milk drop hanging from that big, stiff nipple. Then her mouth encircled the nipple and she suckled gently, then more urgently.

Leslie d her stroking of Sally's slender form. Sally had turned to access the other breast and Leslie's hand stroked her shoulder, then her smaller breasts and flat stomach. Sally moaned and rubbed her thighs together. In the tight jeans her pussy was growing warm and moist. She felt her passion rising and her clit getting hard. She felt Leslie's hand glide between her legs.

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As she felt this, her own hand slipped between the older woman's legs. She felt Leslie's warm pussy and rubbed it slowly.

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All the while, Sally's hungry mouth suckled and pulled at Leslie's big breast. Leslie could feel the pressure subsiding as Sally swallowed again and again. It felt so good and she felt so connected to Sally. Leslie felt Sally's hand rubbing her pussy through her pants. Her clit was stiff and throbbing. Her pussyjuice felt like it was dripping from her lips.

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At the same time Leslie's hand was rubbing against Sally's mound. Both women moved to undo the pants of the other. This caused them to break their "nursing embrace" for a moment.

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Leslie stood and stripped her pants off, standing nude before Sally's wondering eyes. Sally raised her hips and slipped her jeans and panties off. She sat up and stripped off her top and removed her bra, which seems so small and delicate compared to the discarded nursing bra. Leslie took in the smooth, toned body of the younger woman and moved to kiss her smaller breasts, the small, pink nipples at full attention.

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As she moved, Leslie's own large, pendulous breasts hung down in Sally's face. Sally reveled in the warm, almost smothering, flesh.

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