Watch her breastfeed

Your nephew starts fussing in your arms. He’s probably hungry. You’re not calming him down. You walk to the closed bedroom door and knock.

“Come in,” your sister-in-law says from the other side. She must be done pumping.

You walk in and freeze.

Your sister-in-law sits on the bed with her dress lowered to her waist. Her huge tits are out, covered in suction cups with bottle reservoirs that are half filled with milk.

“Oh sorry,” you say, taking a step back to leave the room.

“It’s okay. I’ve gotten so used to nudity being a new mom. Besides your family,” she waves you to come back in the room. “Bring the little man over.”

She turns off the rhythmic buzz of the machine. She takes off the suction cups and bottle. You want to be polite but it’s impossible not the gawk. Her tits are fucking massive. Your wife’s boobs turned into water balloons you could palm; your sister-in-law’s boobs turned into beach balls. Her nipples are a dark pink and long (she must have taken the piercings out). They leak milk that rolls down her huge soft curves.

You hand her the baby, and she latches him to one boob. She points to her backpack. “Can you get the haakaa for me?”

You look into the diaper bag and find a clear silicone bottle with a suction cup on the end. She thanks you and attaches it to her other leaking breasts, so it can catch the milk. You probably shouldn’t get an erection while a mother nourishes her baby. You fight the urge, think about tits not being sexual, think about their real purpose.

She huffs, “This is exhausting. I feel like a cow, and look like a cow too. I haven’t lost any baby weight.”

“Oh you look great,” you say immediately. “I wish my wife looked this good after our first baby. Her hair was falling out.”

She doesn’t want you to leave. She keeps up the conversation. You focus on her eyes (she does have a pretty face). You only take peeks at her pale milk jugs that look so heavy and engorged (you can see blue veins through her skin). “I’m so glad his cousin is so close in age. They’re gonna be like brothers.”

Too distracted by her leaking tits, you say, “I think we conceived them in the same bed.”

Your sister-in-law laughs so hard that the baby pops off her large nipple to see what’s going on with his mama. “Oh goodness! You’re so right! That was crazy! I’m so sorry. I was such a horny newlywed. Don’t blame your brother. Blame me.”

You admit, “Well seeing you two got me going which is why I made love to my wife right there next to you.”

She smirks, “From the way she was moaning and orgasming, that wasn’t making love. You were fucking your wife. Pardon my language, but it’s true.”

Her saying that word turns you on almost as much as her tits.

“I got a little out of control. I can’t believe you remember it so well.”

She hands me her full and happy son. She tucks her tits back into her bra and pulls up her dress. Such a sexy view: your mind takes a thousand snapshots. She walks over to you and whispers in your ear, “How could I forget?”

Her hand grazes your cock through your pants. She takes her baby and leaves the room.

Now you officially have an erection.