Hi, My name is Jessie. This is my story; a story that spans some two years of my life whilst living and working in rural Victoria in Australia.
I moved to Kyabram in mid-January of 2007 to begin a one year placement as a General Practice registrar. It had always been my dream since getting into medical school to work in the country, so I was so excited when I was offered a position as a Registrar in a town not far from where I grew up. I was to spend the year under the supervision of two experienced Doctors who would introduce me to working in a general practice clinic as well as covering the local bush hospital Emergency Department and in-patients care.
A little about myself; I am 24 having just finished 6 years of med school. I have always been a keen cyclist and enjoy outdoor sports and exercise. I am a bit of a gym junkie. I am around 5' 11", so I am taller than most girls. All that exercise I suppose has kept me trim, and I have an athletic build. I have straight lightly coloured red hair that comes down to my shoulders that mostly I wear tied back in a pony tail. A few freckles dot my face. I weigh about 115 lbs. A few of my friends stir me saying that I am all legs, as they are pretty long and slim. I like to wear, when not in my sports gear, neat casual wear. At work I am required to smart up, so I like to wear either dresses, or business skirts with bra tops. I have found since working with patients that it is easier if my clothes are tight fitting so they don't drape and get in the way. I have noticed that because I dress like this I do get some stares from a lot of guys, and even from some of the women who come into the practice.
I'm usually a very bubbly person, so I practically bounced into the town the day before I was due to start work. My mood did take a bit of a downturn when I saw the hospital accommodation I had been given. It was pretty average, I must say. But I did not know then how things were going to change for the better pretty soon.
On the first day I wanted to make a good impression, so even went to the trouble of wearing the one pair of tights I had under the black dress I had. I had been told to turn up to the practice the next morning where I would meet my supervising Doctors; Fiona and Ingrid. I threw my gym bag into the boot of the car, so I could head to the gym after work. I got there about 15 minutes early, grabbed my stethoscope and drug books, and trying to not look too nervous, in I went.
The receptionist gave me a great welcome telling me how everyone had been looking forward to me coming, especially my two bosses. If I would just take a seat she would page them to come out. I had just sat down when out came Fiona. Wow! I was almost knocked off my chair as out walked the most confidently glamorous woman of about 32 years. She was a bit shorter than I but had a great figure and a smile that radiated warmth, but what grabbed my attention, almost embarrassingly, were her breasts; full, firm and proudly revealed by her top. She extended her hand and in a voice that made me weak at the knees said, "Hi Jessica. My name is Fiona, but call me Fi? We've been so looking forward to you coming. Come on in, I'll introduce you to Ingrid." Well, I would have followed her over a cliff I was so mesmerised. As I followed her down the hallway to her office I realised that every pore of her body exuded a confident sexuality. I was enraptured from the start! And then I entered her office and met my other boss...
Well if Fiona was all power and dripping to be fucked; then Ingrid was a gracefully beautiful statue to femininity in all her glory! She wore a cotton dress that swirled around her legs. Her long hair swept up into a ponytail with sexy wisps that draped down by her ears through which glimpsed diamond earrings. A fine gold chain drew my eyes down to her fine pert breasts and petite body. "Hi," she said extending her hand, "and welcome to town. I hope you got up here all right?" Both women dripped with sensuality and were I was just dying to fuck them. It screamed out of every pore of my body from the very first moment I saw them together.
They both pointed to a couch, Fiona sat on the edge of the desk, her stockinged legs extending out from her skirt, whilst Ingrid sat down next to me. We spent the next 15 minutes talking about the job, what was expected, how they would supervise me and some practical stuff about the workplace. The conversation then drifted into social areas; what my place was like, what there was to do around the district and what I liked to do in my spare time, etc. When I mentioned that I liked going to the gym, Fi said she planned to go after work and that I would be welcome to come to dinner with them both afterwards. It was said in a way that I couldn't refuse. The phone went then calling in the first patient. "Well, lets get started", said Fiona rising from the desk. Ingrid lay her hand on my leg and let it linger there a while before saying, "Look, we do hope you like it here. We would like to do anything and everything to make sure you do". The lingering look she gave me left me wondering what she, or they, had in mind. I undressed both of them with my eyes and hoped that they would indeed do what it took for me to enjoy my time here!
The first day went by in a whirl. I saw a number of patients and in between each one would stick my head into either Fiona's or Ingrid's rooms to check that they agreed with my management plan or treatment I had provided. Only one thing happened during the day that I thought was odd. Close to lunch I tried to get into Fiona's office to check on the drugs I was to give a patient only to find the door locked. Lydia, the practice manager came up quickly to tell me that every day for half an hour both Dr's held a meeting during which they were not to be disturbed. Oh well, I'm sure it would have been OK, and there were still more people to see, and soon gave it little more thought as I was caught up in the work. First day, it was all pretty exciting!
The day came to a finish, and I headed off to the gym for a workout. Soon after I got there a text came through; "Sorry, held up at work, please still come for tea? Fi." I replied saying I would love to come. I worked out on the cycle machine and soon worked up a sweat. During this time I couldn't help thinking about these two doctors' who were to be my bosses for the next 12 months. I couldn't stop from thinking how gorgeous they were. I felt myself lucky to be working with such attractive women. But what was I thinking, for they were women, and so was I. Nevertheless, I dreamt away thinking about their bodies and soon found myself getting turned on. I found it too much sitting on the bike seats and had to get off. I headed to the showers and as the hot water washed over me I soon let my hands rub sensually over my breasts and down over my hips, thighs and legs. Before I knew what I was doing I found myself fingering myself whilst I dreamt of standing before them watching them naked in a lover's passionate embrace. Quickly my tension rose up and my body shook in spasms as I came in a quiet, but delicious, orgasm.
As I passed through the small country town to get home to dress, I stopped in at the Bottle-O to buy some wine. All the time since the gym I entertained the thought of these two beautiful women as lovers, and them somehow including me into their intimate bond. I had had a few girlfriends over the years, but never really saw myself as a lesbian. A few times at Uni I was struck by some quality of a few women that made me lust after them, and occasionally I had the most amazing sex with some of them. But for the most part I had boyfriends on and off. However, for Ingrid and Fiona my fantasies were running wild.
I poured my self a wine as I dressed. I tried on at least 6 outfits! Was I crazy? This was no teenage date, but I was acting like an adolescent with raging hormones! In the end I chose a cotton dress, cut on the bias with a bra-top. Its' effect was to hug me tightly above my waist and leave plenty of cleavage showing. The dress came down to my knees, but the loose flowing material allowed plenty of leg to show. I was hoping that at least they would notice me, and hopefully like what they see. At seven O'clock, I followed the directions given to me by text and found myself driving out to a quaint house a little way out of town. I pulled up behind Fi's VW Polo and nervously went up to the door.
"Hi", said Fi as she bounded up to the door to let me in. I almost stammered a "Wow!" in reply as she took my breathe away. Again she wore black, but this time a cross-over short black dress. She wore the most sheer stockings and elegant black shoes with a hint of heel. It was just enough to sharpen the tone in her legs to a delicious graceful shape. She just dripped sex again and I felt my pulse raise as she gave me a peck on the cheek, took me by the hand and drew me inside. "Look who I found," she said as she drew me into the lounge off the kitchen still leading me by the hand. As I rounded the corner, again I almost gasped at the sight before me. Ingrid leant against the kitchen bench with a glass of wine in her hand. She wore a see-through embroidered silk blouse that was pearl in colour. Underneath she wore a very low cut lace bra, again pearl in colour with black lace overlaid. A fine gold chain with a single pearl hung temptingly in between her breasts. I couldn't help but let my eyes be drawn down. She wore a white cotton a-line skirt that came down to her knees, with open sandals. She looked so cool and ravishing.
I was handed a wine and what an evening followed! The conversation flowed easily, the women sharing stories about life in the country town and some of the glory stories of medical emergencies. We went for a stroll just before tea through their gardens and they showed me through their delightful house. Two of the rooms had a queen size bed and one had a king size so I couldn't tell if they were a couple, but I began to wonder. As the wine set in, the conversation and laughter became more raucous. I was swept up in the moment and just loved being in the presence of these two gorgeous women. I noticed that as the evening wore on, their interaction became more physical; a pat on my shoulder here, holding my hand as we shared a joke there, and an occasional hand resting on my leg as they held my gaze every now and then. It felt like each touch lingered just a little longer than usual and seemed to have a sensual meaning to it. I was captivated by their company and slowly felt myself becoming more aroused to be with them. My sexual feelings became a passionate urge. Man, was I turned on!
As dinner finished and we went into the lounge, the conversation took a personal shift and my senses held onto everything that was said. Fi started talking about induced lactation. This is where a woman can begin to produce breast milk through stimulating their breasts and nipples through massage, use of a breast pump as well as using medicines. It was something we covered at Uni, but not something I had since come across. I couldn't help but glance at each of these women's bodies and breasts once again. Then I had a double-take as she added almost matter-of-factly, "Did you know that Ingrid and I share an adult nursing relationship? In fact soon, it will be time to feed. I hope you won't mind?" "No," I stammered, and then recovered to dare, "In fact I would love to watch." Each of them smiled and Fi patted the couch next to her. "Well, best you come over here, then," she said.
I placed my glass down on the coffee table and nervously went over to sit down next to Fi on her right hand side. Ingrid, who was on her left, swivelled around to face Fi, and then leant over to rest on her hand on the couch next to me. Fi gave me a smile before looking away into Ingrid's face. They shared a deep look and then Fi reached up to her dress.
She untied her crossover top, and slowly revealed her bra. Her breasts seemed full and ripe, as if they were bursting out. She reached up with her right hand across her body to unclip what turned out to be a maternity bra. With her left hand she reached up and nestled her left breast and slowly began to massage and knead it. She began a rhythmic self-massage stroke, widening her hand and then drawing her hand forward to her nipple. After two or three times I saw the most amazing thing; a bead of milk began to form on the end of her nipple. I was mesmerised watching these two as they continued to gaze into each others eyes.
The drop of milk grew larger. Just when I thought it would drip down, Ingrid lowered her head and slowly parted her lips. Her mouth opened and slowly she took Fiona's nipple into her mouth. It was like they were teasing me it was done so slowly and sensually. Ingrid's mouth both closed down and began to suck in the same action. As her lips touched the nipple I saw Fi close her eyes in sweet reverie. Ingrid gave long and slow sucks, timed with each breathe which had slowed down to about 3 seconds each time. It was so beautiful to watch these two women share this intimate and erotic act. I was so turned on and mesmerised by what I saw. I couldn't tell at this stage whether this act they were sharing was sexual. But slowly the mood between them changed. Ingrid let out a small groan that came from deep within her. Fi took her right hand and placed it behind Ingrid's head and pulled her closer in. She closed her eyes and also groaned. Then I noticed what was happening; Fi was slowly rocking and shuddering as she pulled Ingrid closely and tightly to her. Her body was in the steady rhythmic shudder of an orgasm, and Ingrid was giving her all she could! I was screaming inside to take part in this beautiful moment, but sat there not wanting to break this spell that appeared to be cast around them.
After about 7 or 8 minutes, Ingrid pulled away. I noticed that Fi's nipple was extended, swollen and bright red. Her areolae had darkened in colour and it seemed like they were now covered in swollen bumps. Her nipple, now about one inch long still had a drop of milk on its end. As Ingrid lay there against her I noticed that she still breathed heavily and her body seemed to be full of sexual energy. I noticed a dribble of milk had run down her neck and into her own bosom. Ingrid pulled back and reached out her hand to me. Fi said, using the most sexily dreamy voice that you could imagine as she looked into my eyes, "Well, we would like you to try now, if you like?" "It's OK," said Ingrid sensing my hesitation, "we'll show you how." Well I was nervous and hesitant, but that was because I was so turned on and just offered the chance to suck on the breast of the most beautiful woman by her incredibly sexy lover. Of course, I was nervous!
"Here, come down and kneel on the rug," instructed Fiona as Ingrid guided me by the hand. I knelt on a cushion and Fiona parted her legs and sat on the edge of the couch in front of me. She let her dress fall down to her waist and now unclipped the other side of her bra. Again she started kneading her breast and drew a drop of milk to its tip. She reached up with her finger and took the first drop of milk and slowly held out her hand to my lips. I parted my lips and let my tongue wrap around her elegant finger tasting her milk for the first time. That first physical touch sent me wild with desire. Oh God, how much I wanted this! With her same hand Fi reached up around my neck and drew me into her. As I was taller, Fi's breasts were immediately in front of me. As I came closer, Fi parted her legs and then put them around my thighs and drew me in. Again, as she did for Ingrid she lifted her full breast with her hand and held it to me suggestively. Needing no further encouragement I parted my mouth and took her nipple in my mouth.
Immediately I was met by the sweet taste and the thin texture of her milk. My desire just exploded as her nipple drew into my mouth under my suck. I felt like I had to control myself though having seen how gentle and smooth Ingrid had been. Slowly I began to suck and was soon met with a gush of milk as her flow increased. I could barely control myself. I just wanted all I could get! As I fed from her, I could feel Ingrid moving around behind me, massaging my neck and shoulders and then slowly running her hands across my waist and shoulders. This started out as a smooth massage, but soon intensified in its sensuality as her hands explored my body. I felt the tie being undone on the top behind my neck. I soon felt her hands running over my bare skin and my breathe was taken away as she caressed me freely over my breasts, hips and waist. My groans became more intense as all my senses were invaded with raw sexual energy. Milk flowed down my throat, Fi's perfume was dazzling, her breasts and nipples left me crazily hungry as my hands raked across her body wanting all I could get. I don't know how I didn't bite Fi, but I almost screamed with sexual energy as I felt Ingrid's hands grab my pubis firmly and her finger explore my clitoris and vagina as she reached down my dress bunched about my waist and down my panties. Soon I felt a shudder flood through my body starting at my throat, neck and chest as if the milk brought me this ecstasy as it flowed down my throat. It spread into my waist and down to my pussy as I felt Ingrid's urgent touch raking me deeply. I had to pull away from Fi's breast as the feeling was so intense. It was like the world had shattered. What started as a groan built into a deep roar as I could no longer withhold what had been building all day! I screamed as I came and I came and I came. Instead of feeling wasted though I was hungry for more. It seemed that Fiona also felt the same way and took control of us all.
Fiona wildly drew her dress over her head and threw it to the floor. She then reached around and unclasped her bra. It dropped to the couch. She wore no panties. Naked. Again I couldn't believe the beauty of this goddess that lay before me! She pointed at Ingrid, "I want you, here!" she demanded, opening her legs and leant back on the couch pulling her finger through the air with a `come here!' motion. Without needing any further prompting Ingrid dropped to her knees and dove down to lick Fi's wet pussy. "And I want you, there!" she said pointing to me, and directing me down behind Ingrid. Ingrid was naked as well. She must have undressed while standing behind me. I stood behind this perfect woman and gazed down on her fine ebony skin, her slender waist and long graceful legs. Her fine straight and long hair hung down around her neck and breasts as she went to town on Fiona. It was all the direction I needed as I dropped to my knees and bent my mouth down to taste this beautiful woman. As I placed my hands on her waist, Ingrid thrust her hips up to me as she opened her legs and again I parted my lips but this time to take her womanhood onto the tip of my tongue. The energy between us was electric. The passion mounted as the moans and screams grew between these two women. Soon these two women were bucking wildly as they writhed in orgasm driving it for all it was worth. Just as I had rocked in wild passion but a few moments ago, now these two girls screamed, thrashed and sobbed as they came.
After this there was a moments silence before again Fi took control and directed us as to what to do. "Let's go to bed, Ingrid. Jess, will you join us tonight?" Well, I needed no further invitation and let myself be led by these two women into their room. Fi drew back the covers and lay down on one side of the king-size bed. She motioned me to cradle her and soon Ingrid came in behind me. We embraced and kissed gently, our sexual passions ebbing slowly as sleep drifted over us. One by one the girls drifted off to sleep, and for a while I lay there going over the evening of pure joy, before I too fell into a beautiful sleep.
To be continued......
Hi girls. If you like my stories, drop me a line. Please share your stories as well as I love to hear of your experiences of sharing this most beautiful of gifts between adults; breast milk, nectar of the gods! Drop me a line at creamylora@yahoo.com.au Love Lora