An ABF Valentines Day Weekend

[Real ABF’er]

An ABF Valentine’s Day Weekend

This ABF adventure took place during Valentine’s Day weekend a few years back. Since I was enjoying my ABF partner regularly, and since she had dropped a hint on spending that day together, I felt compelled to do something different, memorable, and fun to celebrate Valentine’s Day. So instead of spending the inflated prices at restaurants on V-Day, it was a better deal to enjoy a road trip out of town and get a fun hotel at Palms Springs, it’s a couple hours drive out of Los Angeles, and the desert weather during February is not the typically blazing inferno otherwise.

And to note, we were just play partners, for reasons, our connection never elevated to a committed ANR gf, but I enjoyed the ABF we were sharing. Nursing on her, and with any other ABF ANR that’s experienced with someone, is a deep connection always forms no matter how minuscule it may seem, it’s there, and it always means something. So I felt good to enjoy this holiday together with her, in that way. We were both single and sharing a sweet ABF regularly, so it felt comfortable to share something different together outside of deep and arousing breast-play.

I let her know the plan to get away for Valentine’s Day weekend, celebrate the holiday together, and she yelled with all her might “He’ll yeah baby let’s go!”. Her excitement at this is indescribable, she was beyond ecstatic and happy beyond belief.

So that weekend arrived, and off we go to Palms Springs to enjoy our Valentine’s Day weekend. She had never been before, and I had been wanting to revisit, we were both excited to enjoy all the vintage mid 20th century architecture, good eats, and nature of this holiday desert getaway.

During the drive, I look over at her and of course she’s wearing a tube top, she knows I love those tops, and she’s fills that top so bountifully. Everything about her goodness was on full display, my concentration on the road had to be on point in order to drive and glance over all her chesty goodness. Especially on a long drive with the motion and commotion of my car, every bump during that ride weighs heavy on her tube tops suspension. So as usual, my left hand is on my steering wheel, whilst my right is on nestled on her chest, it’s the perfect resting place always when driving.

A few stops during the road trip for gas and snacks, she jiggles out of my car, knowing what that’s does to me. This pit stop does more than just fill up my gas tank, her lovely pair of goodness stuffed in that top fills up my anticipation of cravings. I can feel my needy lips tingle with anticipation, I have to lick them up to steady my excitement. So off we continue, tempering my needs to taste her up and all over my needy lips soon enough.

We finally arrive to Palm Springs, drive down and all round this fun historic desert town in beautiful Southern California. Again, she hadn’t ever been, so I’m happy to drive around and let her take in the fun vibes, touristy sites, all this before we check in to freshen up for dinner.

The whole time she’s just jiggling and bouncing around, and making all these sexy movements and gestures that just get me going. She definitely knows how to get me going, she knows how to make her physicality do all the talking, and the language directly speaks to my primordial animalistic brain. She knows my ABF desires through and through, and every smirk and biting of my lips registers in her favor.

Heading to our hotel, the resort I picked out is colorful vibrant spot. I checked us in, then we head to our awesome room suite. The suite is packed with an amazing king size bed, fluffy like a cloud and looks oh so comfy too. The first thing she does is dives right into that bed and just begins to relax. For a short weekend trip, but she was the queen of accessorizing so she packed way more than necessary. As a man, i understand that a woman needs all of her essentials, and I’m happily here for it.

So, I stepped out to fetch the rest of our travel belongings. As I walked to the car, I sidestepped to explore the resort amenities. I’m a planner, and I like for things to go my way, so I can make a mental note of all around my vicinity to make the most use of our time. There was an awesome pool, a great restaurant, a bar with fun vibes, and beautiful nature all over, just a nice ideal desert spot.

I came back with my arms full and grappling my key card back into the room, and there she was. She was gloriously laid out on the bed, her tube moved down to her waist, bee bra perched below her chest, and her hands already fondling her beautiful breasts!

She was fully induced too so her milk streams were squirting high up in the air arching all over. I close the door behind me with the back of my foot and dripping all out belongs to the floor. I just felt the need to take in this moment, let her milky spectacle etch into my brain, forever hold those pearly white sprays as a moment in time so I can savor the detail. I just stepped through the door and already I’m in full bliss!

The beautiful sight was as if the mana from heaven was inviting me to paradise. I’m just a man, a man with the sensual desire to enjoy my woman’s breasts in my mouth. Have my needy lips soothed by her bountiful goodness flow onto me. And there I was, even if just for that moment, having my desires fulfilled under the desert night sky.

So, what ensued was an immense workout for my lips enjoying the carnality of her breasts, celebrating the abundance of a passionate ABF filled Valentine’s Day weekend. An amazing experience with that particular ABF partner of a few years ago.

Ultima, It all just happened on a quick whim. Finding the time, and just wanting to enjoy a fun trip together. Enjoying this lifestyle, it can be so simple and fulfilling when you think about it, these experiences don’t have to be obscure nor overly complicated. Some just relegate ABF to just a sexual thing, and that’s fine too, but it can be more than that, and just let be a good part of yourself. I realized a long time ago that this doesn’t need to be complicated, just let yourself go with the flow, at least for me.

P.S.
Oh, and of course there’s all the juicy (or should I say milky) details to elaborate on… but those details are best left in my living memory, and for those I choose to share with 😉

[Milkloveoverall]

Wow mate

[Real ABF’er]

Please excuse any typos, grammatical, and autocorrect errors… thanks!

[Sophie]

Mmmm loved the imagery of the road trip. Would read more of your stories.

[Miss Bea]

I’d love to roadtrip and have a full supply that needs relieving at a pitstop. I’ve pumped on the road, which feels great.

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