mother's milk for everyone?

JONATHAN AND SARAH

A Tale of Tail based on an old Joke

By Izzy Ess of Milkiness

Invariably, Jonathan dissolved relationships with women and his male friends in three months, or less.  Some only lasted but an hour or two, while others went two months, or more.  His 45^th whole year of life, which ended on the 2^nd day of May, marked the time he hadn’t had a union, of any sort, with a man or women for six months.  Oh, sure, he greeted fellow co-workers at the water fountain, and he said good-night to them, at quitting time, but otherwise he hadn’t touched a breast or made a lewd remark to anyone, nor had he shared a dinner or a coffee with anyone.  Our Jon was getting worried that he’d spend the latter half of his whole life, alone.  He was fit and trim because he spent a lot of time in gyms and ate a very healthy diet, cooking for himself.  Proficiency at office work and at his condominium, with household chores, began to worry him and had become quite boring.  He felt a growing sadness, loneliness and deepening depression.  Consulting with psychologists and psycho-analysts, did nothing for his loss of interest in ‘most everything.  Finally, he saw a swami who was bright and optimistic.  He said he knew a sure-fire method for alleviating his condition.  He said he lacked in mother’s milk and must arrange to get some.  Jon was just unable to convince some married friends to let him suckle at their breasts.  Returning to his swami, he received the name of Sarah Weinstein who had helped his swami’s clients in the past and might be quite available.  She charged no fee except for antique ornaments, which meant used jewelry.  He purchased an antique gold watch and called Ms. Weinstein, who suggested that he come right over as she had an opening at eight that evening.  Timidly, he used the knocker on her door.  Ms. Sarah Weinstein was about age fifty, plump and friendly.  She found him handsome and attractive and she welcomed him inside her home which was filled with antique furniture and rugs, long velvet purple drapes and many ornaments.  Jon offered her the watch and she exclaimed, “It is exquisite!  Please come in.  My name is Sarah Weinstein.  Most folks address me as Ms. Sarah.”  She sat upon her comfy couch and opened up her blouse to completely show her mammories, which were enormous and quite obviously full of milk, which oozed a little from her huge brown nipples. Sarah W. suggested, “Please, do loosen up your clothes and have a seat beside me.  May I call you, Jon?  Here, lift up your head and put your hand under this large breast and bring the nipple gently to your lips.”  Jon sat as she suggested while she propped up her areolas so that Jon could start his suckling therapy.  Jon took to the sucking and the licking, hungrily.  It turned him on.  Ms. Sarah’s breast was full and she expressed relief as he sucked out the precious milk.  He felt so very happy for the first time in his recent years.  Ms. Sarah noticed that his groin was bulging.  She slipped her hand down and checked out the bulging.  She was impressed by Jon’s erection and she asked, “Could you allow it free for me to see?”  Jon took a second to remove her nipple from his mouth and nodded yes.  Unzipping, he fished out his large erection and displayed it for his host.  Ms. Sarah said she liked it and she asked if she could hold it.  Jon, of course, replied, “Why, yes, of course, Ms. Sarah,” while he sought again her nipple and he sucked on it, enthusiastically.  Sarah fondled him and was presented with a bigger penis than she’d ever seen before.  She started squirming and she asked it Jon could switch to suckle on her other breast.  Our Jon complied with her request and switched to suckle on her other breast which was much fuller than the first one he had sucked.  The milk was so abundant that it overflowed and ran down his whole neck.  Ms. Weinstein was becoming hot and bothered and was squirming and perspiring.  Quietly, she asked if there were any other thing that she could do to make him happier.  Jon was struggling to drink all the milk before it overflowed and said he was quite happy with her milk and would like to suckle more, if possible.  Ms. Weinstein was approaching all her limits to the stimulation and would soon explode if Jon continued suckling.  Surreptitiously, she started stroking Jon’s huge penis.  Then she couldn’t hold herself from spreading both her legs and reaching under her old dress to fondle her clitoris.  She began to huff and puff and then she screamed in ecstasy.  Jon was startled but did not release her nipple as he slurped her milk.  Her organism served to activate her breasts and squirting was producing even more of her warm milk.  Jon was choking but he still was hungrily attached to her left breast.  Ms. Weinstein hiked her dress up higher and positioned one of Jon’s free hands and hoped that he would fondle her.  Jon felt her moisture and he understood the situation.  So he let the nipple go and slipped off his pants and underwear and lay Ms. Weinstein on the coach.  He mounted her and felt a great desire to make her happy, which he did.  She had a multitude of climaxes; all the while he pumped her full of his hot semen. “Thanks!” she said, while still attempting to relax.  She couldn’t.  Turning over Jon, she stripped.  She sucked Jon’s penis and she made it stiffer and stiffer.  Then, she mounted him and pumped her pelvis very vigourously.  She had a multitude of climaxes ‘til Jon shot his wad, again, and screamed.  They held each other tenderly and Jon asked her to marry him.  She demurred but did suggest he could come over every night to strengthen their relationship.  Our Jon surprised himself by promising to come to her whenever she requested, even every evening, afternoon and morning.  Jon moved in with Sarah and they lived, forever, happily.  Ms. Sarah could produce her milk until she reached the age of 99, when death occurred.  Our Jon expired within a month of his beloved Sarah’s death of just old age.

Amen and Hallelujah!

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

August 19, 2013