I Was A Mothers Milk Junky

I Was A Mothers Milk Junky
By: Melvin Polatnick

Upon graduating high school the first thing I had to do was look for a job. Through an ad in the newspaper I set up an interview for a job as a driver for a diaper service company. I was hired not only as a delivery man but also as a lover. My boss told me that mothers before and after pregnancy were very horny and for the sake of his business it would be a part of my job to keep them happy. I quickly agreed to his terms and was hired.

My third day on the job was a happy one. I delivered diapers to a married woman who was nine months pregnant. She was getting ready for the big event by ordering diapers in advance. While having a cup of coffee with her she sadly said that her husband was turned off by her big belly and hadnt made love to her in three months. I said that I found pregnant women appealing and would love to have sex with her but I was behind schedule. She said that she would quickly undress and it wouldnt take long. I weakly consented to her generous offer. We made love for two hours and I thought that I would get fired for not doing my job. But I told the boss why I was behind schedule and he patted me on the back. He said that I got him a steady customer and gave me a five dollar raise.

An event happened on my third week as a diaper delivery man that changed my whole life around. While making love to a pregnant housewife I began sucking on her breasts, to my surprise warm milk started to fill my mouth. It was mothers milk and it was delicious. I felt a surge of sexual energy and power which I had never felt before. It was then that I became a mothers milk junky.

My supply of mothers milk flowed like a river. Women long after they gave birth were still capable of feeding me gallons of milk. They were all my steady customers and I made love to them every time I delivered their diapers. Some thought it was strange that I was so obsessed with sucking on their nipples for milk, but I explained that I needed the nutrition.

They say that all good things come to an end. That end happened when disposable diapers appeared in the stores. Very few people except the hippies wanted cloth diapers. I was out of a job and my girlfriends were running out of mothers milk. The first things I did was get a job as a manager of a fast food restaurant and look for a new way of getting mothers milk. I found it on the Internet where mothers were offering bottled mothers milk at three bucks an ounce. They had refrigerated mothers milk delivered by overnight service. My problem is now over and I have all the mothers milk I need. I now warm up the mothers milk and suck it out of the nipple on a babies bottle. It makes me feel young again. But it tasted much better coming right out of the breast.

About the Author:
Retired and single. Lover of the seashore and writing.
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