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Drink
From Me
by
Sexxy
Vixen ©
My
breasts felt very heavy, and it hadn't
been long since the baby fed. I had plenty
of milk stored in the freezer, and I
didn't feel like dragging out the pump and
sitting in the rocker while the machine
drained me and brought some relief.
Sighing heavily, I rose from the bed and
headed toward the chair.
I had just sat down and had the flap of my
gown opened when my husband walked through
the door. He had just arrived home from a
long night at work, and the dark circles
under his eyes spoke of his exhaustion.
Still, when he spied my full breast
hanging out of my gown, a light brightened
his dreary eyes.
"Need some help?" A tired smile
curved his mouth.
"The baby just ate, and I really
don't need any more milk stored, but what
else can I do? They are so full, they are
starting to hurt."
"Get on the bed. I can help."
I felt a tingling warmth between my legs
as I understood what he meant to do. In
the five months since I'd given birth, he
hadn't even shown a passing interest in me
or my breasts. Even if it went no further,
the thought of him suckling on my engorged
breasts had me turned on beyond belief.
"Take off your gown," he said
before I climbed onto the bed. Pulling the
cotton knit night shirt over my head, I
tossed it to the carpeted floor and
reclined on the bed beside him. He pulled
me onto my side so that our bodies faced
each other. My heart raced in anticipation
as his hand cupped my heavy breast.
I moaned lustfully as his lips covered my
nipple. My pussy throbbed in response as
he latched on and began to suck. His
fingers gently squeezed my breast as his
mouth worked my turgid peak. My thighs
pressed together as arousal coursed
through me. Hoping to get more from him
than the sensual draining of my breasts, I
reached between our bodies and unfastened
his pants.
His hard cock felt heavy in my hand as I
pulled it free of his cotton briefs. My
fingers circled around his shaft, and I
stroked him as my milk flowed into his
mouth. I brought my hand up and licked my
fingers, making them slick with saliva and
then resumed stroking, the lubrication
allowing my hand to slide up and down more
freely. He groaned in arousal and began to
rock his hips, pushing his cock into the
circle of my fingers.
Without warning, he pushed me onto my back
and rolled on top of me. The breast he'd
been drinking from flopped to the side,
the skin not as taut now that it had been
drained of milk. Before he moved to the
still swollen breast, he reached between
our bodies and pushed the moist crotch of
my panties to the side.
"Oh yes," I moaned when I felt
the tip of his cock probing against the
throbbing entrance to my pussy. "Fuck
me, please," I begged and cried out
when he lunged forward and shoved his cock
fully inside me.
He hooked his arms under mine, his fingers
grasping my shoulders as he drove into me.
My back arched beneath him as his tongue
swiped across my leaking nipple. Pleasure
rippled through me, and I clung to him, my
legs wrapped around his torso as he thrust
into me.
His lips wrapped around my swollen peak
and he sucked it into the warm haven of
his mouth. I felt the let down, and my
milk flooded his mouth. He suckled
hungrily, as if he couldn't get enough of
the nourishing fluid. I snaked my hand
between our bodies and pushed my finger
between the slick folds of my pussy. The
hard button of flesh pulsed beneath my
finger as I stroked my clit.
Shocks of pleasure coursed through me as
his cock slammed into my pussy. Tingles
ran through my breast as he feasted on my
milk. It had been so long since he'd been
inside me that I couldn't control my
passion. I bucked against him, driving him
deeper into my cunt as pleasure exploded
through me body. My head thrashed against
the pillow and intelligible grunts spilled
from my lips as release washed through me.
He moaned loudly, and the sound vibrated
through my nipple and down into my breast.
Releasing my nipple, he buried his head
between my breasts and plunged into my
throbbing pussy. His cries were muffled by
my flesh as he spewed forth inside me. As
his cock twitched between my pink walls,
he collapsed on top of me, our breathing
echoing harshly through the room.
"Fuck," he mumbled as he rolled
off me. He pulled me into his arms and
held me tight. "Anytime you need some
relief for your aching, milk-filled
breasts, just tell me. I'll be happy to
drink from you any time."
I had the feeling our almost non-existent
sex life had just gotten a new jolt of
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