[ModelT-MsDollie]

---------------------------Now some real Random short stories.
-----------------------------Something completely different.

---- These story topics are mixed. I still try to set the scene for each new story. That’s why you read a lot of repeat crap.

-----------------------------NURSING MONA
---Way back when we first married and had a tiny one bedroom house we also had at least one live-in girlfriend for five or six years. These rotated randomly as another girl begged to move in. With a baby in the small bedroom and us sharing a hide-a-bed in the small living room Me, Dollie and two other teenaged girls was too much. But being the sweet, kind, loveable, young gentleman I was we often let a second girl stay awhile. Four young bodies in one small sofa-a-bed. Stacking was often the solution. Keep in mind one simple rule. Anyone sleeping in my bed had to be nude.
---But this story is not about horny young girls. That baby in the bedroom needed fed often and Dollie started out nursing him. For some reason she stopped nursing and had more mother’s milk than she knew what to do with. I didn’t really care for the taste of it. Altho I sometimes nursed to help Dollie get rid of the surplus while our son was still nursing. Well really because it was sexy. We could barely touch those titties and a stream of milk shot across the room.
---She was complaining about hard sore breasts when she didn’t empty those jugs. Complaining to her doctor, he told her to use a breast pump to draw out the milk. Dollie was drawing it out and pouring it down the drain. I guess our son didn’t care for it any more than I did. A few miles away her friend Mona, the baby machine, was also nursing her fifth baby. Only Mona had been nursing nonstop for as long as we’d known her. She nursed each kid over a year, then had another. Mona not only enjoyed nursing, she enjoyed nursing everywhere and anywhere she was. At the grocery store, while getting the mail from the mailman, or even the paper from the young paper kid. And yes while we visited playing cards. Mona had a way of getting the baby to switch tits or just moving him away when being watched. Maybe Mona was an exhibitionist!
----I was six feet tall. Mona skinny as a rail and taller. No matter how much Mona nursed, her boobs remained perky yet small, only supplying part of what the baby needed. Mona and Dollie were now feeding their babies formula. When Mona found out Dollie was wasting perfectly good mothers milk they checked with their doctors. Together her and Dollie had a plan. Dollie was saving her milk in baby bottles for Mona. Seemed to work fine for awhile.
---One day while playing cards at Mona’s her husband mentioned loving mothers milk. Found out he’d been drinking Dollie’s milk from those baby bottles. I told Ron that he should go directly to the manufacturer for the milk. He told us he can’t because Mona isn’t making enough anymore. When I asked him where he thought those bottles of milk were coming from he gave us that goofy look.
---Mona confessed. In an ornery mood I told Ron it would be easier on him and Dollie if he just nursed her and saved Mona the work of washing bottles. He’d seen Dollie’s tits before so it was nothing new. However the touching and nursing part was. After some discussion it was okay with Mona and Dollie. Ron double, and triple, checked that it was okay with me. Dollie opened her blouse, folded her nursing bra to give Ron his feeding. It was comical and sexy at the same time. They were at least five years older than us. Ron was trying to be a gentleman. He’d nurse. But Dollie’s nipple kept slipping out of Ron’s mouth. I handed our son to Dollie and told her to show Ron how it’s done. Little Steven grabbed Dollie’s tittie with both hands and began sucking. “See Ron” I said. Ya gotta hold on with your hands to do it right. Off and on for months Ron was nursing Dollie. Sometimes while I was at work, she’d walk over to Mona and Ron’s house so Ron and his baby could nurse together.
----I’d noticed something for awhile but didn’t say anything. Dollie was no longer wearing those padded large nursing bras. When I asked her she told me her milk dried up weeks ago. Dollie said it felt good so she kept letting Ron squeeze her boobs and nurse. Damned Ron! Gotta get even. Next time we went over to play cards I kept hinting I’d like to taste Mona’s mothers milk. Ron told me to go for it. Most likely she already had a little tittie out nursing her kid. I grabbed the other booby and held on, sucking for several minutes. I pretended that I loved her milk. I did this several other times then told Ron I knew he was sucking Dollie’s dry tits. We all had a good laugh. Dollie loved it! Ron drank Dollie’s mothers milk well after two more of our kids were born.
---This is the type story I meant to write and as far as I know was the first of many others with men fondling and sucking on Dollie‘s titties, but not doing it to nurse! After our daughter was born in 1970 and some serious female surgeries I would learn that there were many other things Dollie would try. You’ve already read those stories I’m sure. What an experience!