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Give
Me Your Milk
by
Lana
Nursing my lover
had always been a fantasy of mine since
adolescence. Unfortunately, when I married and
had children, I discovered to my dismay
that my husband had no interest in my bountiful
milk. Several years later, when my youngest
child was 5, my husband and I divorced. I dated
several men, but no one held my interest until
Bill came along. One night we found ourselves
discussing various "fetishes," if you
will, and I shyly mentioned my longing to be
suckled. His widened eyes and his bulging jeans
left no doubt as to his thoughts on the
matter!!! Even though I had stopped nursing 4
years ago, I knew I could still express a single
drop on demand. I had done this every so often
through the years, just out of curiosity I
guess; that and the pleasure of seeing my body
still able to respond. When I told him of my
ability, he eagerly began relating information
on relactating that he had read from your site.
With the two of us giggling like little kids in
a candy store, we immediately began plotting how
to bring my milk back in full force.
Though he had
originally decided to keep his apartment till
things got more definite, we decided that with
the nursing commitment it would be necessary for
him to move in with me. Since we both had
somewhat flexible work hours, we set up a
schedule as follows: each session would entail
15 minutes of sucking at each breast.... not a
lot possibly to some... but that was all that I
had nursed my children for, and my milk had been
quite copious. We figured the 15 minutes each
would be good to start... if more was necessary,
we would add on as time went by. We then broke
the day down by nursing sessions... he would
take the early morning "feeding," in
addition to his lunch break, suppertime, bedtime
and a middle of the night session. I would pump
on my mid morning break. Luckily we both worked
close enough to my apartment that the trip home
on breaks was feasible.
To my amazement,
after only 4 days of this schedule, large drops
began to appear at my nipples whenever they were
stimulated. We were so excited to say the
least!!! This was all the encouragement Bill
needed! His enthusiasm for my breasts, which had
already been in high gear, took off in
overdrive! The quick response of my
breasts had me thinking this would be a piece of
cake, but by the end of week two, when it seemed
the quantity of the drops was lower, not higher,
I was getting pretty discouraged. The color had
changed somewhat to a creamy white from
the original yellowish hue, but other than that
not much seemed to be different.
Then came the
turning point!!! Though we discussed nursing
several times a day, (in fact sometimes it
seemed like all we wanted to talk about!!) we
had never really discussed it as he stimulated
my nipples. One evening as I lay on my side,
with his lips occasionally caressing my nipples
as we spoke, he started to really get into
telling me about how he felt when I suckled him,
both physically and mentally. He described (in
between sucking! ) the closeness he felt, as
well as the erotic impulses that it awakened in
him. I began to become more and more aroused,
and seeing so he started to coax me.
"Yes that's it... fill my mouth," As
he urged, "yes... give me your milk"
my breasts started to ache with a long forgotten
sensation, and I felt my milk ducts open up and
my milk let down for him. My moan of pleasure
must have been heard a block away, only equaled
by his moan of delight as my milk gushed into
his mouth for the first time. His greedy sucking
and smacking were then the only sounds for the
next few minutes, as he drained the small yet oh
so satisfying portion from my breasts.
That was the
start of many delightful nursing experiences
that we two have shared. My milk is now as
abundant as in the old days, and each morning as
I awaken, my full aching breasts remind me of
their need for him. He loves for me to offer my
breast to him... supporting its creamy heaviness
in one hand as my other hand guides his head to
me. I watch as his eager tongue prods my large
nipples, teasing them till they begin to leak.
If he's not quick enough, he often gets sprayed
in the face as he tries to latch on!! (sometimes
I think he's slow on purpose!!) When his mouth
finally clamps down and begins to suck in
earnest, the warm sweet milk flows so quickly it
often trickles out the side of his mouth as he
gulps and swallows, trying to keep up. As his
hungry mouth draws on my furiously squirting
nipples, my pleasure is exquisite beyond belief,
and the feelings of release and contentment are
unsurpassed.
Being a nursing
couple has bonded us in ways we could never have
dreamed of previously. It is often just a
peaceful relaxing time for the two of us, often
an intense time of deep emotions, and often an
erotic passionate prelude to making love.
And to this day... to his immense pleasure...
his whisper of "give me your milk"
triggers an immediate uncontrollable let down
response in me, soaking my nursing bra
regardless of where we are.
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