Part 82: Girls Talk

Day 67: Thursday, November 21

Chapter 1

Xania was trying to get back to exercising and away from thinking about heavy issues, especially issues about her future. But she was still in a contemplative mode, so she asked Susan, "So ... what about you? Are you happy with your life?"

"YES!" Susan's whole face brightened.

Xania rolled her eyes. I should have known. Damn, I'm envious. The thing is, it's clear that she really means it. It's weird, because even though she's felt conflicted enough to want to see me as a therapist, I don't know if I've ever known anyone who is so genuinely happy. That was just a few days ago, and look at her now. Did I help her that much?!

Xania asked, "Let's put it this way. Everybody is always striving for more. No matter how happy you are now, what's still missing? What do you long for?"

Susan spoke without hesitation. "That's a no-brainer, if I ever heard one. To be fucked by my son, of course! I can't wait! Sometimes, it's all I think about. Well, that and the pleasures of cocksucking, titfucking, ass fucking, and more! As long as it involves my Tiger and his big fat cock, I just know it's going to be great!"

She stared off into space dreamily, and smiled from ear to ear.

Suzanne asked her, "What? What are you thinking about?"

Susan giggled gleefully. "You know what! I'm imagining Tiger fucking me, driving into me, right on one of the sofas in the living room, where everyone can see! Mmmm! My legs are splayed out wide, a thousand miles wide, as wide as they can get, so he can pound me deep! So deep! Hard and fast and DEEP! He's fucking the SHIT out of me! Oh, and he's kneading my breasts too, making me scream his name at the top of my lungs!" She sighed blissfully. "Aaaah!"

Xania asked with a tinge of frustration, not to mention lusty envy, "Are you really THAT focused on your son's penis?!"

Susan's voice was fill with pride "Yes, I am. And I'm not ashamed about it. Xania, what is life all about, anyway? Becoming rich or powerful, or both? That's never driven me. I'm very blessed, and I have all I need. Helping others? That IS very important to me. I feel that by basically enslaving myself to my son's cock, I'm helping others more than ever. Obviously that helps make Tiger very happy, but it's not just him. We're developing this little community bound together by all the sexy, fun times we share."

She concluded, "I could go down the list of all the things you could argue life is about. But for me, life is about two equally important things. One, living a righteous and moral life in the eyes of God. And two, finding joy and fulfillment by sharing love and happiness with family and friends."

Suzanne thought, Well put! But what do I think life is all about?! Hrm. I don't think I can boil it down to such a simple formula like that. But the things I want most of all are to be happy and to be loved, so I suppose she and I are on the same page. And I have to agree that this emerging harem has me walking on air nearly all the time!

Susan looked around, startled. "I've never stated things so plainly before, and it's a bit more complicated than that, but I believe that is the gist of it. The bottom line is, I've never feel so happy, so loved, or so content. Not to mention sexually satisfied! The only problem was not being able to get fucked by my son. But now, thanks to your advice" - she looked to Xania - "and your advice," - she looked to Suzanne - "I don't need to worry that incest is a sin. All is well! I basically couldn't be happier! My life is like a dream come true!"

Suzanne was extremely moved by that. She thought, THIS! Talking about dreams coming true, this is my dream coming true! I've schemed and lied and indoctrinated Susan and others, and sometimes I've wondered if it was just my selfish desires driving me, and is this the right thing to do. But now I know that, YES, it IS the right thing to do! I've made Susan this happy, and that makes me so happy that I think I'm going to cry! She turned her head and used a towel to wipe the tears from her face under the guise of wiping away sweat, because she didn't want the others to see she was tearing up.

Susan wasn't quite done. With Suzanne turned away, she spoke to Xania. "I know it seems strange to an outsider like you that a person could get so much out of basically servicing one man's cock with such dedication. And yes, I love it! I'm probably happiest when I have his cock down my throat, or in my cleavage, or my ass. But it's not just about him. It's about this community, this group, this harem - whatever you want to call it. It's about the love we all share with each other."

She turned to Suzanne. "For instance, I have my best friend here too, and I love her so much! And we're learning to love each other in new and exciting ways!"

She got up off her exercise machine and walked to Suzanne where she sat on her exercise machine. The two of them started to make out.

Suzanne was extremely relieved. Her heart was filled with love for her best friend and she longed to express it, but she was shy about putting it into words. She much preferred channeling those feelings into the kiss.

Susan was initially surprised at the intensity of Suzanne's passion, but she quickly recovered and kissed back with just as much feeling. Their huge racks rubbed together and their hands wandered freely.

Xania thought, Damn! Damn, damn, damn! It's kind of easy to look down at their harem lifestyle as an absurdity, but they sure as hell are having a lot of fun. And so much love! I wish I had a best friend like that. Suzanne and I are close, but those two love each other so much that it almost makes me want to cry! Are those actually tears leaking from Suzanne's eyes? I think they are! Wow! I wish she felt that strongly about me.

Feeling a bit awkward, Xania joked as she watched, "Hey, you two, get a room."

Susan and Suzanne finally broke apart, but they still stared lovingly into each other's eyes.

Xania thought as she looked at Susan, Clearly, Susan has a very simple way of thinking and living. She's all about being a good mother, and helping others. It makes sense that her sexual submissiveness fits right into that. I envy her. I wish I could find such purpose in sucking a guy's cock all day long! But that's not me. I'd be the world's worst mom, for starters. And I'm kind of selfish, to be honest. Or at least I don't have the urge to help others that she does. And I'm not submissive either.

Xania turned her gaze to Suzanne. Whereas Suzanne's much more similar to me. But she's truly in love with Alan. I can see that clearly now. And she's just as much in love with Susan, probably. Not to mention Katherine and Amy. So even though she's not submissive, this harem situation is ideal for her. She gets non-stop sex with all of her favorite people. But it's not for me. It would take me years and years to even begin to share the strong bonds they do. It's such a shame, because they really are living the life here!

I do hope to visit here a lot. There is something special about Alan and his sexual skills, although I can't quite explain it. The fucking he gave me this morning was the best sex I've had in years! Plus, the poker party was way more fun than any orgy. And it'll be great if I can fully renew my friendship and "skinship" with Suzanne, and even take it to a deeper level. Not to mention, I'd really like to get to know Susan and the others much better, both in and out of bed. But it's like a great destination to visit, but one where I'm not allowed to live. Damn!

Once Xania had their full attention, she said, "That was a really deep answer, Susan. Thanks for sharing that with me. I'm more than a little impressed. You've given me a lot of food for thought."

Chapter 2

Suzanne still didn't want to speak of serious things, and she still had trouble expressing her feelings. So, she furtively wiped the tears from her cheeks, and then she said to Xania, "Hey, let's lighten things up here. Remember how we were joking that Susan's breasts have minds of their own? If you talk to Susan's brain, you're mostly going to hear about how much she wants to get fucked. You should ask her tits what they think instead."

Xania chuckled at that. She stared at Susan's massive melons, and asked, "So Susan, if your tits have taken over and we're speaking directly to them now ... Hi there, Susan's titties! What's YOUR greatest wish? More titfucks?"

Susan replied for her boobs, "Hi there. It's nice to meet you!" She hefted them up towards Xania, even though Suzanne was still fondling her there, and giggled gaily. "Yes, of course I love titfucks! Lots and lots of titfucks!"

Then she thought, Should I tell them? I know she's just joking around, but this is a perfect opportunity to bring up my great secret fantasy. Maybe they could even help make it come true! Xania is a doctor, after all. True, this isn't her specialty, but maybe she knows someone...

Susan gathered her courage, and said, "But more than that, I want to be milked!"

Suzanne immediately bent down and locked her lips around Susan's nearest nipple.

Susan moaned with erotic bliss. "Mmmm ... Yes ... Mmmm..."

Xania chuckled. "Yeah, that's a fun fantasy."

But Susan adamantly replied, "No! Not just what Suzanne is doing now" - Suzanne happened to be squeezing the entire tit she'd been working on as if she was trying to empty it into her mouth. "Not just play milking, but real, honest to God milking! Like what Tiger talked about last night. I want both my son and daughter to drink from my tits every day and squeeze my life-giving mommy's milk out of me, constantly! I want to gush my milk all over my Tiger in the same way that he covers me in cum!"

Suzanne pulled away from Susan and went back to her exercise machine. Like Xania, she intended to finish exercising before getting seriously into sexual play.

But Susan was so excited now that she grabbed both of her tits and began squeezing them tightly as if trying to shoot milk out of her nipples.

Susan seemed more than a bit preoccupied with her own body, so Suzanne said to Xania, "Susan adopted Alan and Katherine, but she adopted them not long after they were born; about one year after Alan's birth and less than that with Katherine. She could have breastfed them, but with the way she was brought up, no one thought of having her induce lactation. It wasn't so common back in those days. Maybe her current desire to breast-feed grew out of her frustration in not being able to do it then."

Xania was back exercising, and Suzanne was too, but Susan remained intent on her weighty mammaries, acting like she was going to squeeze and play with them all day.

Xania pointed out, "Alan seemed a bit noncommittal on the lactation issue last night. But Susan, or Susan's tits if I'm speaking directly to you" - she chuckled while saying that, moving her eyes down to Susan's chest - "it's obviously a very big deal for you. Or, should I say both of you? Or all three of you?" She grinned.

Susan replied half-jokingly, "You can speak to me, and I'll pass the word on to my bouncy boobies." She lifted them up and let them fall, setting off a prolonged jiggle. "I thank the Lord every day for blessing me with these."

Suzanne continued more seriously, "I have a suggestion. I think we should induce lactation immediately, and surprise Sweetie with it. He probably doesn't know what to say because he doesn't really know what it all means or what it would be like. How easy is it to start or stop? How many times a day do you need to be drained? And so on. So he needs some hands-on experience to figure it all out."

Susan gasped with pleasure, and grasped her boobs. Then she moaned, "Hands-on experience? Our Sweetie? Oh YES! Tiger, milk your mommy! Many times a day! So many times a day! Put your mouth on your sex cow's udders and keep it there!" She repeatedly squeezed them together, as if she was in the middle of a titfucking.

Suzanne smiled while rolling her eyes a bit. "Calm down, Susan. I think we're verging on a serious discussion here. Can you stop squeezing your tits like that? I'm finding it hard to think, the way you're carrying on. I for one don't think you need this lactation thing. It's a nice fantasy but a pain in the ass in real life. Just keep it a fantasy."

Susan reluctantly let go of her throbbing breasts, because she really wanted to pay attention and get some good advice on this issue. "How would you know?"

She was referring to the fact that Suzanne hadn't breastfed her children, even though Amy and Brad were her own biological offspring. At the time, Suzanne thought it would ruin her figure and didn't know about the many health benefits for her children. It wasn't as popular an idea twenty years earlier as it had become at the beginning of the 21st century.

Suzanne seemed a bit bothered by that, and she opened her mouth to say something in return. But before she could, she was stopped by the sound of Xania laughing uproariously. Annoyed and a bit miffed, Suzanne asked her old college friend suspiciously, "What's so funny?"

Xania replied between giggles, "Suzanne, I know you, and I can see right through you. You just don't want Susan to really lactate because you know it'll make her boobs grow bigger. Right now you two are exactly tied in size, and we all know Alan loves big boobs. Plus, it'll be something he and his mother will have with each other, and you'll be left out."

Suzanne was chagrined, because Xania had pegged her perfectly. She hadn't even realized these things until Xania pointed them out. She wasn't used to such perceptiveness, as the trusting Susan usually took whatever she said and did at face value. She thought, Damn. There's a double-edged sword to having such a good sexual adviser around. Grrr.

Xania's comment was so perceptive that Susan couldn't help but see the truth in it too. She said, "Suzanne! Jealousy? Tsk-tsk. It doesn't become you. Don't worry. Tiger loves you very much. You really are like a second mother to him; that's why he calls you Aunt Suzy."

Suzanne grumped, "I know. But don't worry, I'm fine with the idea. I just needed someone to slap me silly and wake me up. There's plenty of him to go around."

Changing gears, Susan said, "But I don't know about surprising him. I mean, Tiger is the man of the house now. I have dreams of him literally replacing my husband in my bed, and in all other things. Should we be making big decisions without consulting him?"

Xania pointed out, "It would just be a testing period, so he can make an informed decision. Obviously, you're so into the idea that you need to get at least a bit of it out of your system. Imagine how exciting it'll be to shoot a stream of warm milk directly into his mouth. How could he be anything but delighted by that? Imagine him getting his 'afternoon feeding' right before he takes a nap with a tummy full of mother's milk."

Susan talked more to herself than her friends as she fantasized while grasping both tits. "Mmmm. Mommy is going to make her baby feel good. But my baby's not such a baby anymore. Baby has a big hard cock and he wants to stick it in mommy's mouth! Oh, yes! Let Mommy milk his cock with my lips while his lips suckle on my udders!"

She stopped, brought her ragged breath under control, and asked with a worried frown, "But can I do that? Can I just test milking out a bit? I've heard it's a pretty time-intensive thing. You can't just turn it on and off, can you?"

Xania pointed out, "Turning it on is relatively easy. You just need to eat the right herbs while we give your nipples prolonged stimulation. It can take a week to a month or more to get started..."

"A month?!" Susan shrieked in dismay.

"Hold on," Xania said. "Maybe not. With the way you and everyone else here are always fondling and sucking your twin glories, I imagine you're pretty close to the tipping point already."

"Thank heavens. I wish I could start today!"

Xania continued, "And yes, it's a pretty tough daily regimen once you get started. But if you don't actually have a baby who needs the milk to survive, you don't need to have such an intense schedule. You can have fewer milkings a day if you want, or more if that's what you want. And yes, it's a bit tough on the body to stop, so you don't want to flip it on and off like a light switch. But you could, say, go half the year milking and half without, or whatever Alan wants. You should try it for a month and see how everyone likes it."

Susan fondled her boobs and hummed, "Mmmm. Daily milkings. HOURLY milkings! Mmmm! Tiger on my right breast, Angel on my left! Oh boy!"

Xania assumed Susan was still paying sufficient attention, and went on, "However, I should warn you that it's rare for women with induced lactation to ever get as much milk production as a naturally lactating woman. As it is, we should supplement your stimulation regimen with some pills and herbs, if only to increase the quantity of milk you'll produce. I'm guessing you'd want to be a heavy milk producer. I think the pill is called Reglan. Do you know any medical professionals who might be able to get you something like that?"

Suzanne said with some satisfaction, "In fact we do. Don't worry about that." Akami naturally came to her mind. Suzanne still wasn't crazy about the idea of Susan lactating, but she genuinely liked to see her best friend happy, and she could see that this could make Susan very happy indeed, if everything worked out as it should.

Susan meanwhile seemed lost in her milky fantasy. The other two just watched her grope at her double-deckers for a bit. But then, remembering her two waiting friends, she focused somewhat, and asked, "How do you know so much about this, Xania?"

"I'm a sex therapist, remember? It's true I've never lactated myself, but you're not the first woman to come to me and ask about the use of lactation for sexual play. I have to know about these things."

That was another lie. Xania did have some knowledge, though it wasn't because of previous patients, since she'd never had any patients. However, she did have some wild friends who'd used lactation during sex, so she knew about it through them. She'd even suckled on milky nipples during an orgy or two. She quite liked it, and already she could hardly wait to be back in the Plummer house when Susan was full of milk.

Xania explained further, this time honestly, "The idea isn't really that unusual. Many husbands partake of their wives' milk straight from the source when having sex after the wife has had a baby. It can be an extremely sexual, sensual, and emotional experience which bonds them closer together both as lovers and as life partners. There are even women who can spontaneously squirt milk at the height of intense orgasms, even though they're not actively lactating."

She put a hand on her chin, and pondered, "Now that I think about it, Alan asked me about that very thing this morning regarding Brenda. He said that he found milk on his chest after he finished fucking her, and he wanted to know what it meant."

Susan sat up and looked at Xania with alarm. "Brenda? Brenda?! You mean Tiger is going to get his milky goodness from Brenda and not me? I won't have it! May her overly busty tits make her fall flat on her face! That's it. I'm going to lactate for sure. For real, and not just talk or games! Let's get started right away!" She practically ran at Xania and shoved a tit in her face, as if she could start lactating after a few minutes of sucking.

Xania gently held Susan back while grinning at her enthusiasm.

Suzanne laughed. "I'll admit that I was jealous before, but who's jealous now? Jealousy doesn't become you either, Susan."

"This is different," Susan complained, obviously deeply upset at the Brenda revelation. "Tiger already loves you and me deeply. To argue over how much is like arguing over the number of stars in the sky. But Brenda, she's a newcomer, and a threat! I don't have to remind you that she has the biggest tits of us all, an all-around incredible and squeezably soft body, a cute face, a properly subservient attitude, and she's really rich too. What if he takes a greater fancy to her than either of us?"

Xania said, "Susan, before you get your panties in a twist - not that you ever wear panties - keep in mind that Alan also told me that he'd asked Brenda about her milky excretions last night too. He just wanted to get my take on it. He told me that Brenda told him she's definitely not lactating. It's just that some sour milk leaks out when she has particularly powerful orgasms sometimes. It's sour because it's been in her breasts for so long."

Susan replied, "Well ... that's kind of a relief. But still! That shows that her tits are so big and full of milk that all she has to do is THINK about lactating and she'll start! Practically, anyway. Suzanne, we have to band together! I've grown to love Brenda dearly these past weeks, but we can't let her become the family milk maid. That job naturally belongs to me!"

Suzanne could see the logic of that. Besides, she realized that now that Susan had the lactation idea in her head, there would be no way to talk her out of it. Furthermore, although it would have some effects she didn't like, such as making Susan's breasts bigger than hers, she also realized that playing with lactating breasts could bring her, and everyone else, a lot of pleasure. She got off the exercise machine, which she hadn't been using for a while anyway, and moved over to stand beside her best friend.

She put both hands on Susan's breasts, and said, "If you're gonna do it, you can count on me to help, especially with the stimulation you'll need to get started. There's no time like the present, I always say."

Susan squealed, merely from having someone else's hands on her tits when she was this worked up about lactating. "Oh no! I'm going to cum!"

Suzanne bent down and put her mouth to one of Susan's nipples. Just before she started to suck, she exclaimed, "Then cum!"

"Dear Lord!" Susan cried out, as Suzanne started to suckle on her nipple. "I'm going to squirt my milk all over! All over Alan, AND Katherine! Yes! Both of my babies will suck my sensitive tits for HOURS AND HOURS! God, it's making me cum already! Just the thought of both of them each taking a tit is too much! I can't handle it!"

Xania moved over to Susan, and said mischievously, "You mean like this?"

Again, Xania sucked on one nipple while Suzanne sucked on the other. The difference was that Susan was much, much more hot and bothered now. The sensations, and the idea, were both too much for her, and she began having a very big climax.

Suzanne acted quickly, thrusting her fingers into Susan's pussy as her climax began.

Xania also did her best to further the stimulation, fondling Susan's engorged clit.

The stimulation was literally too much for Susan to take, causing her to pass out.

After checking that Susan was really dead to the world, Suzanne motioned that Xania should follow her to the basement restroom that was adjacent to the workout area. Once there she wet a washcloth to take back to Susan, intending to use that when Susan started to stir as the cover explanation for why she and Xania had moved to the restroom.

Once they were safely some distance from Susan, Suzanne whispered to Xania, "How do you know so much about inducing lactation? Or was that all bull?"

Xania replied, "Don't worry, it's for real. I've had girlfriends who've done that for their lovers. It's really hot! I even know which kinds of foods and herbs can make it happen, like oatmeal, fenugreek, anise, fennel, and mother's milk tea. Unfortunately, that tea tastes like bitter black licorice, but if you add some peppermint or honey, it's tolerable. On the other hand, the fenugreek will make her smell and taste like maple syrup when she's taking the right amount. That should appeal to everybody."

Suzanne said, "Good. You should buy some of those for her and present them to her along with your advice. That will put her in your debt. You've seen how jealous she can be, but she'll want you around if you're helping her, rather than wanting you gone so that you're not competing for Alan's cock. I'll give you some money when we get upstairs so that you can buy her a month's supply of everything that might help."

She continued, "In the meantime I'll contact our medical source and get a prescription for Reglan. We'll get her started right away."

Xania nodded, but said, "The only snag with that plan is that I highly doubt I'll be able to go shopping before I leave this area today. Besides, I don't know the local stores, and it can be hard to find some of this stuff. But I'm guessing Susan will want to get started right away."

"That's a safe bet," Suzanne said.

"So let me write a list. I'll leave it up to you to get everything."

"Okay, I can do that."

Just then Susan started to stir, so they walked back to her with the cooling washcloth that Suzanne had prepared.

Chapter 3

Glory was very irritated at herself, and irritated at Alan. She sat at her desk towards the end of her first-period class and had a brief chance to think about her situation as the class was winding down. I don't know which is more aggravating: the fact that Alan is making me wear this stupid Televibe thing, or the fact that I agreed to wear it! What the hell was I thinking? That young man has some serious hold over me. It's almost disturbing. He even got me to stick something up my butt! I'm sorry, but I do not put ANYTHING up my butt. Well, until now, I guess.

I'm Alan's teacher! I should be the one telling him what to do. I'm older and wiser. Even in our sexual relationship, I should be calling the shots. He has the gall to threaten me with a spanking if I pull these damn things out of me. I should tell him to go to hell, that's what I should do!

She wiggled her ass in her chair and felt the dildo in her butt. She was annoyed at how distracting it felt. Crap. Every time I walk a step I can feel those two toys shift and grind against each other inside of me! I'm just going to have to find him during the break and tell him that these things are coming out!

She shifted her ass cheeks back and forth several times. I'll admit that the technology is clever, and I certainly wouldn't be averse to trying this out some other time, but not while I'm teaching! It is MOST distracting, even at the lowest setting. I mean, I taught my class okay, but this stupid Televibe thing was always on my mind.

Not to mention, it made me constantly think about Alan and his god-damned fucking delicious cock. Those thoughts are the real reason my panties are getting wet. How am I supposed to teach with all these fantasies going through my head? Two minutes ago, I was explaining the causes of World War I while imagining Alan pumping away at my pussy with us both naked in the middle of a busy beach! It's a sheer miracle my mouth could keep moving and say something vaguely coherent. No, these cursed things are coming out. Period!

She shifted her ass cheeks back and forth some more. Dammit! Why do I keep doing that?! I can't afford to get all squishy and juicy now!

Glory dismissed her class a minute later, and then got up to find Alan. She felt obliged to tell him she was taking the Televibe out, since she'd promised him otherwise. Just walking to the door was incredibly arousing, as Alan's toys rolled around and against each other inside of her.

But as soon as she made it out the door of her class, she felt the pussy vibrator suddenly increase in intensity. Both vibrators had ten settings which varied not only by intensity, but also by the type and pattern of pulses.

Alan had switched her vaginal vibrator from "heart beat," which was nothing but very brief and soft twitches, to "throb," which was a rapid and strong pulse. He'd only had a few minutes for Xania to teach him how to use the device before school, so he didn't really know what all the settings were. He assumed that the zero setting was the lowest and nine was the highest, but that wasn't so. That was the general trend, but, for instance, four was one of the strongest settings.

Glory wobbled in her walk, and nearly fell over with surprise as her knees came close to buckling out from under her. Holy shit! She paused in the hallway and struggled to remain standing. She looked around to see if anyone had been watching her.