We smile shyly at one another over dinner, like two high school sweethearts on
the first date.
The world looks different now, brighter, our senses heightened, the love between us growing
ever
stronger in our beating hearts as each minute passes.
We leave our untouched dinner behind, hurrying out of the restaurant clasping hands tightly in
delicious anticipation.
Comfortable silence as we get ever closer to our home; not touching.
Finally, finally, home. You unlocking our door as we step inside our
home, closing the door behind us, shutting out the world.
The front of my dress soaked, you lightly touch my
breasts, your hand coming away wet. You draw me to you in a tender, warm
embrace.
We climb the stairs hand in hand to our bedroom; the house is still and
tranquil. Outside a lone nightingale sings her song - our song. No other sound except our quiet breathing.
We finally finally touch each
other trembling. Our lips come together passionately. A deep, exquisite kiss; nothing like we have ever experienced
before.
It is time.
You undress unhurriedly, never taking your eyes off of me as
if I would disappear in the blink of an eye. I step out of my wet dress
looking deep into your eyes, letting the dress fall to the floor with a whisper.
My nursing bra is much too small again, my breasts spilling over. You come to me and unclasp it. I feel
relief as finally my milk engorged breasts are set free, resting lavishly on
my chest. You are amazed yet again at the beauty and size of my heavily veined
breasts. My
nipples proudly turgid and elongated in wait of your first sweet
drink.
I could feel my let down begin and a slight shiver went through
me.
Without hesitation we lay upon our bed, you pulling me on
top of you. I instinctively lean forward, straddling you, my abundant,
oversized breasts mere inches from your
waiting lips. A single drop of warm, creamy milk splashes onto your face startling you for a
moment. We both laugh softly as to what is to come.
A groan escapes from you, you looking up at me, love shining in your eyes. I, smiling
tenderly down upon you, my heart feeling like it could burst. I
shyly offer you my breast to your waiting lips. You lift your head up every so
slightly. Without hesitation you latch onto my breast as if you have been
doing this for years and begin to suckle. My milk pours out in a steady,
heavy stream, you taking in my honeyed nectar. There is so much milk that
it spills out
of the sides of your mouth, and yet unhesitantly, you keep suckling ounce after
ounce of my life giving fluid. My breast finally
emptied; a happy sigh escapes from my lips. You lie back, replete for the moment.
Oh but how you are so are greedy. You reach for my other breast into your mouth
suckling with a deep passion. Low, melodious murmurs fills the air throughout our
bedroom escaping from deep down inside of me in utter happiness.
I shudder throughout my core each time you swallow, new, unfamiliar
sensations course throughout my body. My orgasm courses through me rising up,
engulfing me. Another orgasm, yet another; my head thrown back in a silent scream.
Your cock becomes harder and harder against my thigh as you rub up against
it; we are both amazed that you are so hard. You pull my hips down upon you, impaling me. Oh god, you continue to suckle as we slowly dance the
dance of the ancients. Please don't stop I plead, don't stop. You grow ever harder, harder than
we both thought possible. One final thrust as your strong orgasm rocks your body; your hot
seed filling me, spilling over, drenching my thighs.
There is no hesitation as you continue
to feed, as you suck, my body tingles again. Finally we are both emptied; we are
sated, complete. We snuggle ever so
close together listening to one another's heart beat. The heavenly
fragrance of milk and semen intermingling symbolizing our love. We whisper, we cuddle, we kiss, we laugh, melding into
another other. Our nightingale is back, serenading us
her sweet lullaby as we fall asleep, bodies entwined.
We wake, smiling at one another, my breasts yet again full, wetting your
chest. You take a drop of my milk that has spilled onto you and touch the
milk to your lips. Another drop, this time you take your milk ladened
finger and slowly insert it into my mouth.
You pull me on top of you, rising hard inside of me so very hard again, my breasts
dangling mere inches from your waiting mouth. This time there is no
hesitation in suckling. The familiar, luscious, tingles course
through my body again and again as you lightly tease my nipples, gently
nibbling, first one, then the other. It is agonizing, it is torture, I want
to give you my milk. Oh please, please my love. I can't take much more.
My orgasm rushes up, through my body
and shakes me to my very core. You stop teasing my nipples and slowly drink in my life giving essence as you
are now suckling greedily. You cannot get enough of my milk. You
come again,
fiercely, long and hard, even more of your seed pumping into me. Another orgasm rocks my body and I
hold onto you ever tighter against my breast.
Soon, we regretfully part. Our children will be home anytime now. However we know in our hearts and our
souls, that this is not the end of
Paradise. It is only the beginning.