Never Too Old To Breastfeed

This is a work of fiction. Any relation to actual persons or places is purely coincidental. All persons depicted sexually are over the age of 18.

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It was a surprise to everyone when Jodi got pregnant at 45. She was premenopausal and figured her days of conceiving were over so, against the advice of her doctor, she stopped taking birth control. That turned out to be a mistake and she was knocked up within a few months after ending it.

Jodi and her husband, Chris, considered terminating it. But with Jodi's medical history there were risks associated with the procedure that were too severe to ignore. They also considered adoption, but the more they thought about it, the more they thought a new baby might be the answer to their problems.

They didn't have the perfect marriage, and in recent years it had just gotten worse. Constant fights and general uneasiness around the house. But since Jodi got pregnant, they seemed to reconnect. They felt close again, like when Jodi was pregnant with her first two. It brought them together going to appointments and planning everything. It really seemed like they'd be a family again.

Those feelings didn't last however. A few months after Jodi gave birth things started to fall apart again. The stress of taking care of a newborn brought back strong emotions in both of them. They began fighting again. Chris would stay later and later at work. The feeling around the house shifted back to tense and volatile. It wasn't either of their fault really, they just sort of fell out of love with each other.

Sure she had considered leaving. Jodi was still hot, she would have been able to find someone else even at her age. Taller than average, a little rounder in the right spots, long dark hair with loose curls, light skin and blue eyes. And of course her best asset, her two huge natural breasts. She was a triple D cup and with the milk engorging her, she was even bigger now. But she loved her kids, and thought it best not to split up the family just for her. Not to mention the headache of dealing with alimony and child support.

The only rock she had was her son, Will. Will was 19, Jodi's second child. When his mother decided they were going to go through with the pregnancy he took a semester off from college to help out around the house. Chris' job was very demanding so he wouldn't be able to take time off to help, so Will stepped up. Jodi was extremely grateful her son was there. She didn't know what she'd do without him. She was exhausted all the time, Will gave her some much needed time to rest.

This particular morning Jodi woke up groggy. She stumbled out of bed in a t-shirt and panties, which she normally did, with a dry throat. She slowly waddled her way to the kitchen for some water where she saw a startling surprise. Will was at the refrigerator sipping out of one of her bottles of breast milk. She let out a gasp and held her hand to her mouth as Will flinched.

Will turned to see his mother staring at him with a shocked expression. He was frozen like an escapee under a spotlight. Jodi couldn't believe what she was seeing. She slowly walked towards Will unsure of what to do next, she was flabbergasted. Will gently put the cover back on the bottle and returned it to the fridge and started to close the door when Jodi stopped him. She flung it back open and grabbed the bottle he'd been drinking from and slammed it down on the counter next to the fridge.

"What the hell are you doing Will?" Jodi shouted, leaning forward with her hand on her hip.

"Uh. I'm sorry mom umm..." Will sputtered out, "I was just..."

"You were just what?"

"I was... Just curious..."

"Curio- Ughh..." Jodi sighed. She was so tired of being angry and fighting all the time. She took a deep breath to calm herself down and continued speaking normally, "You were curious about what?"

Will looked up at her sheepishly, "About... You know, how it tasted."

Jodi rubbed her temple.

"Why? Why would you be curious about that?"

"I don't know, I just was," Will answered as he fidgeted with his shirt from nervousness.

"Well you know babies have a weak immune system don't you? You can't drink out of this then feed it to Corey, she could get sick," Jodi explained.

"Oh shit... I'm sorry mom, I didn't even think about that."

"Right, you didn't. Now this whole bottle is ruined," Jodi said as she picked it back up and presented it.

"I'm really sorry Mom. I didn't mean for that to happen. I just wanted a little taste."

Jodi sighed again, "Why? Do you know how weird that is Will? I'm your mother."

"I know, so... It shouldn't be weird right? You breast fed me too right? I just wanted to taste it again," Will tried to reason with her.

"You're a grown man! That's what makes it weird. Don't you see that?"

"I know... I guess I'm just... uhh..."

Will looked down away from her. His voice trailed off with a somber tone. Jodi hated to see her son in that mood, but he did just cross a big line. Still, she was his mother and cared about him. After all, he was the only one there for her when she needed help. Maybe he needed some help too.

"Hey..." Jodi's voice softened as she reached out and lifted his chin. Jodi was a decent bit taller than Will, she bent down a bit as she lifted his head so they were at eye level, "What's going on with you? You can tell me."

Will looked into his mother's big hazel colored eyes and felt foolish even saying it, "I guess I just felt kinda jealous."

Jodi raised her eyebrows, "Jealous? Of who?"

"Corey..."

Jodi chuckled, "She's just a baby hun, why would you be jealous of her?"

Will's face turned red. Jodi immediately regretted laughing in her son's face as he just admitted something so embarrassing. She put her hand on her his shoulder and squeezed, "Sorry. Go ahead. Tell me."

"Well... She's the new one. I'm grown up and helping you out with stuff like dad should be. It's like... I don't know, like you're not my mom anymore. You're just hers," Will explained as he avoided eye contact, "I know she needs you much more than I do but... I don't know, I just feel weird."

Jodi immediately pulled Will into her arms, pressing his head against her loose breasts in her t-shirt. She squeezed him tightly as Will brought his hands up to return her hug. Will was used to his face being mashed against his mom's tits when they hugged due to their height differences, but she usually had a bra on. He could feel her jiggling against his face.

"You'll always be my son Will, no matter what," she said softly as she rubbed his head.

"I know mom," Will answered, muffled by her shirt, "It's stupid I know."

Jodi hadn't realized how much pressure she had been putting on Will. She was so focused on everything else: herself, her marriage, the new baby, that she had been neglecting him. She had improperly put him in the position of a father, something she never wanted to do. Jodi had Rachel, her oldest daughter, when she was only 18. She knew how stressful it was to be a parent that age, and she had unwittingly put her son in the same situation.

"It's not stupid. It's my fault. I'm sorry honey. You're my son, not my husband," Jodi replied as she squeezed him even tighter, "I shouldn't be relying on you so much. It's just... Your father..."

"I know mom..." Will answered as he nuzzled against his mother's breasts, he was enjoying touching them a bit too much and his cock twitched in his pants.

"But you're still young yourself. I'm still your mother and I still have to take care of you. Corey isn't your responsibility, she's mine. I'm so grateful for everything you do around here, but don't stress yourself out okay? It's my job to worry about my kids, and that includes you. I love you Will."

Will felt a wetness on his cheek as Jodi tightly hugged him. It continued to expand as his mother spoke, and a familiar aroma hit his nostrils. Jodi was squeezing him so tightly against her breasts that they were starting to leak onto her shirt. Will knew what was happening and it excited him even more, he started to get a boner.

"I-I love you too mom," Will said as he shifted his head to move his face into the wet patch and squeezed his mom tight.

Will's mouth and nose were pressed directly on the wet fabric. The smell of her milk teased the nerve endings in his nose and his lips rested where he knew her nipple was just under that thin layer of cotton. He nearly stretched out his tongue to probe around for her nipple but Jodi started releasing her hug.

"I just have a question," Jodi said as she put the bottle back on the counter and her hands on her hips, "Why would you drink my breast milk if you felt jealous? What does one have to do with the other?"

Will couldn't look his mother in the face, but not just because he was embarrassed. Jodi's white shirt had become semi transparent at the wet spots. Will could see her nipples poking against the shirt, and a faint pink color around the bulges. His eyes shifted up and down as he spoke, not wanting to stare too long, each glance exciting him even more.

"Well... I read somewhere that breastfeeding strengthens the bond between a mother and her child or something like that. And you were doing it with Corey so I thought... I don't know, like if I drank it too it might make us closer."

Will felt foolish even explaining himself but Jodi was sympathetic to her son.

"You're right it does. And I did it with you and Rachel and now Corey for that reason. But you know you should have talked to me about this instead of sneaking a taste of my milk right?"

"I know mom, I'm sorry," Will said, putting his head down, only as an excuse to look directly at Jodi's tits.

"It's ok hun, I get it. I guess it's not the craziest thing I've ever heard. I- Oh shoot..." Jodi exclaimed as she finally felt the wetness on her chest and looked down to see two big wet patches.

She looked up at her son and he was staring straight at her chest with lust in his eyes. She couldn't blame him, he was a guy after all. In a strange way it actually felt good to have someone looking at her with any feeling other than annoyance or resentment, the only looks that her husband ever gave her those days. She felt a tingle in her body she didn't recognize at first. But as she looked over her son she saw what appeared to be a slight tent formed in his shorts. It then came back to her; she was feeling what her son was feeling, excitement.

"I... Gotta go pump," Jodi spoke up, snapping herself out of it.

"Oh ok," Will replied mildly, disappointed the show was over.

Jodi began to leave the room as Will stopped her, "What about this mom? Should I throw it out or can you boil it or something?" He asked as he grabbed the bottle of milk and held it up.

Jodi stopped and turned. The wet patches on her shirt were still expanding as she thought for a moment. Little drops of milk had even managed to push through the shirt and were beading up on her protruding nipples. She looked back at Will holding the milk bottle. There was no mistaking it now, he clearly had an erection. Jodi felt the tingle again, even stronger now. Her son was hard for her, but why? She walked around without a bra all the time so she was sure he'd seen her nipples before. The only difference was they were covered in milk now. Was that it? Why he was drinking it, why he had a boner. Jodi tried to push the thought from her head but her curiosity got the best of her.

"We can't give it to Corey now but..." She said with a slight smile, "You can have it if you want. You're still my son after all, no matter how old you are."

With that she left the room, only to pop her head in a second later and add, "Just never drink from any of those without asking again ok?"

"Uh, Ok mom."

Jodi disappeared and Will was left with a bottle of her breast milk and a hard cock. He did what any teenager would do and headed back to his room to masturbate. He blew his load while sipping his mother's milk and picturing her wet tits through her shirt.

Jodi's mind wandered as she pumped. She should have yelled at Will and made him promise to never drink her milk again. Instead she gave him full permission. She didn't quite know why she did it. A mother shouldn't be interested in her son's erections or the reasons for them. But she couldn't help herself from thinking about it. Maybe it was the attention, she wasn't used to being ogled or turning someone on. It made her feel good.

Jodi managed to fill 4 bottles when she pumped. She had always produced way more milk than average with all of her kids. She ended up having to donate or throw some of it away because she just couldn't use it all. But she had to get it out or else she'd be in pain and swollen. Maybe it was her loneliness or postpartum hormones screwing with her head but she thought Will drinking her milk might not be such a bad thing after all. She tried to rationalize it by thinking at least it wouldn't be going to waste.

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The next day Jodi was in her room pumping yet again when the door swung open and Will appeared.

"Oh shit. Sorry mom, the door was open. I didn't realize you were doing that," Will said as he weakly covered his eyes.

"Oh, whoops, guess I didn't close the door all the way. Sorry hun," Jodi replied as she continued pumping.

Will backed out of the room to leave when Jodi spoke up, "Wait, where are you going? What did you want?"

"It's ok I can come talk to you later," Will replied as he scooted out of the room while peeking through his hands.

"Will it's ok, just come in."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Come on, stop fooling around."

Will dropped his hands and entered back into the room. He took a good look at his mother as he walked towards her. She was sitting in her bed and had on a loose shirt with her left breast hanging out. Her nipple was covered with the breast pump cup which was 'sucking' on her to get the milk out. Will walked over and sat down next to her. Jodi was well aware of where his eyes were looking, that tingling feeling came back immediately. She knew she shouldn't, but she wanted to fan the flame a bit. Just some harmless fun to boost her self confidence, at least that's what she told herself.

"So what did you need?" Jodi asked.

"Uhhh..." Will was fixated on his mother's breast, he completely forgot what he was there for.

"Will!" Jodi raised her voice, snapping his attention to her face.

"Sorry mom, it's just kind of distracting." Will replied, motioning to her chest.

"Oh come on. Where did you think that bottle you drank came from? This bothers you?"

"I didn't say it bothered me, just that it was distracting. You know, with your boob out."

"It's not like it's the first time you've seen it. You've seen me feeding Corey around the house."

"I know, that's distracting too."

"It's only natural Will."

"I know. I don't mean it in a bad way. Just... Distracting," Will replied as he squirmed on the bed.

Jodi had noticed that Will always seemed to be around when she was breastfeeding. She didn't think anything of it before, but was he actually just sneaking a peek at her bare breast?

"Distracting how?" Jodi pushed the topic.

"Well, you know. They're boobs and I'm a guy," Will's face turned red as he answered.

"Uh yea, but I'm your mom," Jodi feigned a scoff while hiding her intrigue.

"Yea but my body doesn't know that. It just sees boobs and gets... Distracted."

Will had just admitted that he was checking out her tits and Jodi couldn't lie, it turned her on. Of course it was wrong with Will being her son, but she'd been so unhappy lately she figured she deserved to indulge in a little self satisfaction. The attention felt so good, she just wanted to enjoy it a bit longer before she came to her senses. It was just about time for her to swap breasts anyway, so Jodi decided to make a bold move and push the boundaries a little more. She turned off the pump and removed the cup from her breast. As it popped off a few extra beads of milk dripped out and slid down her supple flesh.

Will's eyes immediately locked on to his mother's nipple. He'd seen it briefly every now and then when she went to breastfeed, but here it was on display right in front of him, a large white globe with a small, pink areola and erect bud. Jodi slipped her other breast out of her shirt, set the pump up on that one, and turned it on.

"Distracted again huh?" Jodi joked with a slight laugh.

"Um, yea. You're... Just gonna leave it out?"

"I don't wanna get milk on my shirt. Not like yesterday, ughh.." Jodi groaned as she side eyed her son, drinking in the pleasure of being lusted after.

"Yea heh... It's umm. Milk is still coming out."

"Yea there's a little left over but my breast was getting sore with the pump on it. It'll drip out on its own. Or, I could force it out."

Will's cock was rapidly growing. Not only was he having a casual conversation with his mother about her milky tits, but all the while she had them out. Jodi was enjoying watching her son squirm as she flaunted her chest. The more she did the more excited she got, and the more excited she got the more she wanted to do.

"Since you're so interested in my milk, do you know how it works?" Jodi asked as she lifted a hand up and cupped her heavy bare breast, "I mean I'm sure you don't remember drinking from these, but you know how you get the milk out right?"

"Uhhh," Will's face was bright red now, "You umm. Suck on it?"

"Haha, well yea. But you can't just suck like a straw, there's a special way to squeeze your lips to get the milk out," Jodi said as she brought her thumb and forefinger up to her areola and squeezed into her flesh, causing a thin stream of milk to shoot out from her nipple.

Will's jaw dropped as Jodi shot her milk across the room.

"Whoops, guess I have more left than I thought," Jodi said with a grin as she glared at her son.

"Wow..." Will managed to mumble out as he watched milk slip out of Jodi's duct and slide down the underside of her breast, "Mom, your shirt..."

Jodi grabbed her breast and held it up looking at her shirt underneath. There was a wet spot where the milk had dripped down.

"Oh dammit, not another one," She groaned.

Jodi grabbed the collar of her shirt and stretched it around the pump, then pulled it over her head and removed it completely.

"That's better," she said with a sigh.

Will couldn't believe his eyes. His mom was now topless in front of him. His cock had grown fully erect in his loose shorts. There was a defined bulge along his leg.

"I really need to get a second pump so I can do both breasts at the same time," Jodi said as she changed the full bottle to an empty one, "It would be so much faster... You ok hun?" Jodi asked as she looked at Will who had a dazed look on his face staring at her chest, "William, helllooo?"

Will snapped out of his trance yet again, he was hypnotized by his mother's engorged breasts, "Huh? What?"

"Grab me a towel, help me clean this up."

"Oh ok," Will said as he stood up and walked to his mom's closet.

He pulled out a washcloth and walked back to hand it to Jodi. As he returned Jodi could clearly see the bulge of her son's cock in his shorts again. She was thrilled, she had not only attracted a young guy's gaze but she also made him hard, twice. It was no coincidence, he was horny for her. Unfortunately he was also her son. She knew she was going too far but she was starved for attention and hormonal. She was supposed to be the responsible one, but she was being the aggressor. She couldn't help herself, her dormant sexual instincts had been reawakened, but she promised herself she would stop before she crossed a serious line.

"Can you clean it up for me, I'm just so exhausted," Jodi sighed.

"W-What?" Will sputtered.

"Just wipe up the milk so it doesn't go all the way down to my pants."