The Baby Factory: A Controversial Tale of Desire and Taboo

Lefi’s attraction to Granny Delia takes a dark turn as forbidden desires are explored.

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lefi, an 18-year-old young man who lives in a village located on the outskirts of the city. This village always provides a peaceful and cool atmosphere, in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the city just a few kilometers away.

Now, let me tell you about a unique neighbor in my village, a woman who I can refer to as the “baby factory.” Her name is Delia, although many prefer to call her “Granny Delia.” In our village, the title “Granny” is a sign of respect for the elderly. And at the age of 45, Granny Delia has given birth to eight children!

Her husband, Don, works as a contract teacher at an elementary school in this small town. Their lives are very simple but relatively happy, at least in my opinion.

One of Granny Delia’s oldest children has just graduated from high school, just like me. Unfortunately, she hasn’t found a job yet, as she has to take care of her younger siblings.

The latest addition, Granny Delia, gave birth to her eighth baby just six months ago. Seeing their family’s need for assistance, my parents, who own a prominent grocery store in our village, decided to offer Granny Delia a job.

The offer included simple tasks such as cleaning the house and doing the laundry. Since our store and house are quite far away, my parents leave for work in the morning and only return late at night. This means that I will often be alone in a messy house.

The next day, my parents visited Granny Delia and offered their help. Finally, Granny Delia accepted the offer, but on the condition that she could bring her six-month-old baby to our house. My parents happily agreed, and she even invited her other children to come and play with me, considering that some of them are still toddlers. My house is only about 50 meters away from Granny Delia’s house, so it would be very convenient for her children to play here.

The next morning, Granny Delia started working at my house. At first, I saw her as just an ordinary neighbor who wasn’t particularly special, considering her age. However, after two weeks of her working at my house, something started to captivate my attention, especially her large and hanging breasts when she breastfed her baby. I couldn’t deny that this image often haunted my mind, and my attraction grew deeper.

Usually, Granny Delia would take a shower before going home after finishing cleaning my house. I often took the opportunity to satisfy my desires by smelling her bra, which was size 36H and had a scent reminiscent of milk with a hint of tantalizing breast milk stains.

One day, as she was getting ready to leave in the late afternoon, as usual, she took a shower while I looked after her baby. I do enjoy taking care of young children, so I was happy to do it. However, at that moment, her baby suddenly started crying, and Granny Delia was in the bathroom. I felt confused, so I called out to her.

She hurriedly came out of the bathroom, wrapping her body with a towel and her wet hair. Without hesitation, she immediately breastfed her baby, like a mother with natural instincts in caring for her child. I stood there silently, observing her with a gaze full of admiration as she provided breast milk from her large and enticing breasts, with big, dark brown nipples protruding.

“Eh, Lefi, why are you so surprised?” she said, startling me from my daze.

I just smiled shyly. “Eh, hehehe,” was all I could say.

Then I started a conversation with her. “Granny Delia, aren’t you tired of having so many children, almost every three years, giving birth?”

She replied, “People say that having many children means having many blessings, Lefi. I wanted to try family planning, but my husband didn’t agree.”

I was curious, “Why doesn’t Granny Delia’s husband agree?”

“He says that having many children means having many blessings. I just went along with it, even though taking care of young children is very exhausting.”

“How old are you now, Granny Delia?”

“I’m 45; my birthday is next month.”

“You’re getting quite old, Granny Delia.”

“Yes, Lefi, that’s how it is. But we are grateful for what we have.”

I fell silent, but suddenly Granny Delia continued our conversation…

Her voice sounded somewhat bitter. “My husband has it easy, just fooling around. In the meantime, I’m the one who gets pregnant and takes care of everything; it’s tiring, Lefi…”

I nodded in agreement. “Yes, sometimes men just get to enjoy themselves while women have to bear the burden”, said Granny Delia.

Suddenly, Granny Delia’s towel slipped and she was completely naked, only wearing worn-out underwear. I was shocked and embarrassed, and she asked me to get her towel to cover herself.

With my increasing desire, I approached her as if I was going to get the towel, but my hand accidentally touched one of her large breasts that no longer produced breast milk for her baby.

She was surprised. “Oh my, what do you want, Lefi? I’m old; don’t do that…”

I smiled, “You’re still sexy, Granny Delia,” as my hand played with her nipple, and she moaned in pleasure.

“Lefi… sshhhhtttt, stop it; what if someone comes home or sees us, ssshttt…”

“I will be careful, Granny Delia. You can continue breastfeeding the little one,” I said as I squeezed her breast and massaged her nipple, causing the milk to start flowing.

At that moment, I dared to express my desire to Granny Delia, “Granny Delia, I want to breastfeed too, is that okay?”

She just nodded, and I saw tears welling up in her eyes.

After breastfeeding for a while, when boredom started to creep in, my hands started to explore her body, touching her thighs and then her groin. I felt the mound of her plump pussy covered by damp and worn-out panties since she had just taken a quick shower to attend to her baby. Without hesitation, my hand slipped into her underwear, and I saw her shaking her head, trying to contain the ticklish and pleasurable sensation.

Instantly, I realized that she was already aroused. Her pussy was wet and sticky, so I inserted one finger into her pussy. However, it seemed a bit loose, so I inserted two fingers. I eagerly played with her pussy while she continued to breastfeed.

I increased the speed of my finger movements inside her pussy, and she couldn’t take it anymore. Her body convulsed intensely, and she let out moans filled with pleasure: “Ssshhh… aaahhhh… Ahhh… ahhhhhh…”

At that moment, the baby who was breastfeeding suddenly let go, but luckily he fell asleep. I felt sorry for Granny Delia, who looked extremely weak. So, I took her baby and laid him on the floor mattress used for sleeping.

Then, I took off my pants until my erect cock was clearly visible. Granny Delia was surprised. “Lefi, how can it be so big, twice the size of my husband?” Granny Delia exclaimed with admiration, commenting on the length of my 20-centimeter cock. Then, with a smile, I held her hand and guided it towards my cock, asking her to stroke it.

I noticed that it was almost 5 o’clock, so I told her to lie down on her back, and Granny Delia just surrendered. I took off her worn-out and damp panties, then lifted her legs and slowly inserted my cock inside her. Although my cock was quite big, it went in easily because she was wet and slightly loose, probably due to multiple childbirths.

I started moving slowly, thrusting my body forward and backward. Granny Delia responded with heavy breathing and erotic moans. “Ahhh… ahhh… ahh… ahhh… ahhh… hoos… goos… hoos…” Her breath and moans continued.

I kept thrusting with an increasingly intense rhythm, but suddenly her baby woke up and started crying.

“Sshhh aahhh ahhh hurry, Lefi, my baby is crying ahhh ahhh”
“Yes, Granny Delia…ahh ahhh”
Then I increased the speed of my thrusts…

Plokkkk olokkkkk plokkkkk plookkkkk plokkkkkk
“Aahhh Lefi, don’t go too fast, it hurts my pussy because your cock is long and it’s hitting my cervix… aahh ahhh,” she said.
I didn’t care; I kept thrusting until I felt I was about to cum.
I thrust faster and pressed against her body…. *ccrrootttttttt crootttttt crrootttrrr* my cum shot into her pussy as she also convulsed.

I stayed still for a moment, then I pulled out my cum-filled cock. She struggled to approach her crying baby to breastfeed him…

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