An erotic story written by a female ABFheaven member using the pen-name VelveteenRabbit.
Grace walked into the office yawning widely, it was a Sunday and far too early. But she had a meeting due and some free time after before she met Eric for lunch. It was a month now since she had found out about ABF and ANR through Zoe, her friend who was in a long term anr with her fiancée. She had been massaging, pumping and using a TENS machine on and off the whole time. She had noticed her breasts had grown slightly larger, her areolas bigger but still a pale pink and her glands much more noticeable.
She had come to enjoy time at home when she could go without a bra and just relax when using her tens or pump. Working it all around her job was tough but she wore her TENS discreetly most days. She had been caught once, by Eric, a tall Norwegian from one of their overseas branches, he was here for just a month. He had walked into her office and saw her adjusting the TENS pads beneath her bra. She had thought the door had been locked. He stood surprised before a knowing look flashed through his eyes and he apologized and walked out. Grace had been utterly beside herself and when she finally approached him in the coffee area she was shaking like a leaf. He had merely smiled politely and quietly explained he had an ex who had been into abf if that is what he had witnessed. He also said he would not say a thing to anyone and keep it private. Grace had admitted it was and she had been over the moon with his kind manners and she found him incredibly attractive. He had noticed her blushing and also said he would be happy to grab coffee with her sometime to talk more if she wanted to. Grace readily agreed and they set it up for the coming Sunday.
Which was today, after her meeting. She had been daydreaming about Erik’s huge hands, kind green eyes and chiselled physique. She was extremely self-conscious of her size 18 curves, her large thighs and little tummy. Working around lots of tiny size zero women had made her even more conscious and she was unused to such blatant interest from a man. She knew that it would be a fling at most, if anything happened at all. As he left back to Norway in a month and she still had her longstanding crush on the handsome Korean guy from head office. But she was still excited. The meeting went well, and she changed afterwards into jeans and a summery blouse. Erik had said he would meet her in the café on the buildings first floor, sure to be quiet on a Sunday, it had a nice atmosphere and was always decorated with beautiful plants and flowers. The garden room as it was called, was dead when she arrived, one other couple near the door. They sat in a booth at the back, Erik dressed in jeans and a shirt that clung to his strong chest. His blonde hair fell in messy waves over one eye to just below his neck. One of the girls in the office had jokingly taken to calling him the Viking and it was clear to see why.
They chatted and he told Grace how he had helped his ex-girlfriend induce, they had suckled for most of their relationship before she chose to move overseas for a new job, and they had an amicable breakup. He said pretty much what she had already thought. That he wasn’t looking for anything serious but would be more than happy to suckle if she wanted. They got along well and laughed about the coincidence of him seeing her with her tens machine on. She felt shockingly comfortable with him, a rarity as she usually took quite awhile to warm up to people. When he shared that he had often suckled from his ex at work in the storage room a low simmer of desire settled inside her. She lost sense of where she was for a second and imagined that he was suckling her in her office. When she came back to reality he was smirking, insisting he know what she just imagined. She told him with a bright blush, and he chuckled in his warm deep voice. Then he leaned over and asked if she wanted to go do it, the office was quiet, and they likely wouldn’t be disturbed. Grace threw her usual reserve to one side and nodded shyly.
They were soon back in her office, door shut and definitely locked, sun streamed through the window wall and the door blinds were closed tight. They were one the twenty fifth floor and the only view was the city out in front of her desk. She sat nervously on the sofa until Erik sat beside her and confidently but gently pulled her into a soft kiss. They had talked through what was ok and what she may want to try and any limits. His lips were plush and hot, as he nipped at her bottom lip and pulled her into a filthy deep kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth. She was soon on her back, his weight over her as they made out. When they were both flushed and panting, they pulled away, he stripped off his shirt and she hers, he gently stroked her body and opened her bra as she sat up. She sat upright and he scooted his head onto her lap, stroking her breasts and telling her how beautiful she was. Grace felt her breasts tingling, now so used to her stroking them before she pumped or massaged. When his lips first touched her nipple, she had a full body shiver, I had been over a year since she had been with anyone, so the simple touch alone made her shiver with delight. He made sure she was warm enough, then stroked, massaged and gently kissed around her breasts and nipples. Helping her settle and relax, she was soon boneless, sat slumped on the sofa with his head on her lap. She was so relaxed her body consciousness was no longer an issue.
She felt him gently suck and then latch on to her left nipple. Her first feeling was bliss, this was what she had imagined for a long time now. She had worried it would be awkward or strange allowing a stranger to do this, but it felt right. It was an add sensation, akin to her pump but with warmth and a wet tongue. It made it so much more intense than she had expected and as she got used to it and he settled into a rhythm she moaned. Tingles of pleasure ran throughout her breasts and all through her body. She stroked his soft, clean hair as he suckled, occasionally looking at her with those deep green eyes filled with longing and pleasure. She could imagine what it would be like to have warm milk rise to his lips and know she was giving him such a gift. Erik switched nipples after a while and she moaned again, the flood of sensation at her other breast also. There was such a feeling of deep bliss and comfort as his mouth suckled her deeply, his hands massaging and the sun warming them through the window. He had said he could suckle for hours and now she had felt the bliss she was keen to let him. They were so much in their own world, the soft sound of suckling, sighs and gentle moans that they didn’t notice the background noise at first.
It was then that the sound of talking flooded the open office area just outside Grace’s office. A meeting by the sound of it, but she was in so much bliss she just held Erik’s head back to her breast and he continued to suckle hungrily. It made her vagina ache, both the pleasure of being suckled and the idea that just through that door were a load of executives who had no idea there was a man suckling her. She unknowingly started to quietly moan more as the deep suckling just flooded her body with yet more pleasure. She felt so light, all her stress gone, and the suckling wet noises made her clench her thighs together. Some time later Erik sat up. She sat there looking at him as he stood, sunlight across his cut chest and a satisfied look in his face. She was so wet she was almost scared to stand, but he pulled her up and they kissed as he pushed her near her desk. She would have been happy for him to fuck her, but they had no condom and were so eager that he said he had an idea. She slipped out her jeans and into her silky leggings she kept in her office. He bent her over the desk, she looked up at him in anticipation. She had taken off her panties, so the seam of the leggings teased her clit. He leaned his weight over her and started to dry hump her, she could feel his hard cock in his jeans, and she moaned before he leaned over and covered her mouth. His thrusts were hard, and he leaned over to suckle on her nipples heightening the sensation. He opened his jeans and pulled out his cock, hard, larger than she had seen before and already wet. Then he slotted it between her legs, moaning at the silkiness of her leggings and rutted against her, the pressure against her clit delicious. She was so full of tingling pleasure her eyes were only half open, the sound of the executives outside made her hotter. He thrust two fingers into her mouth, and she sucked them whilst she drooled with pleasure, her breasts tingling. She came hard and slumped over the desk as he continued thrusting against her now oversensitive vagina. She drooled on the desk and he moaned at the sight of her as he thrust, yanking down her trousers he came all over her tummy. After cleaning her up he lifted her onto the sofa and asked if he could use his mouth. He licked, kissed and sucked through the leggings at first, making her writhe around and need to cry out. Then he pulled them down and showed her he was as talented with his mouth on her clit as he was on her nipples. She came hard for a second time, her mind whiting out for a moment as she gasped. He was a real gentleman and helped her clean up and fetched her a glass of water as they cooled down watching the city, her curled up in his strong arms and already anticipating him suckling her again.