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I close the lid of my laptop as a day of endless zoom calls and back to back meetings draws to a close. I’ve been unusually busy today, barely able to even think about sneaking in a suckle as all my meetings required me to dial in with audio and video. Even my bathroom breaks have been cut short as I’d be in the middle of a call while in the toilet! I’m normally able to handle the stresses of work, but my anxiety does flair up on days like today. You’ve been keeping yourself busy though, loading and unloading the washing machine, changing the bed sheets, doing more ironing than you’d anticipated and you’ve even had time to brave the cold and sort my socket wrenches in size order in the garage! While you were in the bedroom earlier, it took little more than a cursory glance to notice you’re missing me as much as I’m missing you, however you understand that my participation in this capitalist endeavour is a necessary evil which allows you to only have to work on a part time basis. This does however mean that while infrequent, days like this are inevitable.
By now you’ve been sitting in the living room for some time, flicking through the pages of a magazine on your never ending but ever rewarding search for a good sale. This time it’s for a new oven, and your bargain hunting is close to paying off. On TV are the familiar ramblings of the festive season. It’s at this moment you notice it’s quite dark outside, and glancing up at the clock the time is 5:25pm. I usually finish at or before 5pm everyday, so you know instinctively that today must have been a particularly strenuous day. With little time to think, you put the magazine down on the coffee table and begin to unbutton your royal blue blouse in eager anticipation. You can hear the thumping of my footsteps grow louder and louder as I tread on the laminate floor boards in the hallway. As soon as I walk in you smile and ask “busy day sweetheart?” Following a sigh of both fatigue and relief, I say “yes, very busy”. We make eye contact, but my gaze swiftly shifts towards your ample cleavage as it peaks through the gap of your partially unbuttoned blouse. Ordinarily you don’t wear bras, but considering how the day has panned out it’s a welcome treat to see your breasts barely being contained in what is now an ill-fitting bra, owing to your increase in cup size since we started inducing.
Seeing my countenance shift from weariness to near exuberance, you invite me to come and lay my head in your lap with nothing more than a wistful smile and a slight tilt of your head, as you motion towards unbuttoning the rest of your blouse. It’s been more than 8 hours since I last suckled, and although you’re still only getting a few drops your breasts are aching and in need of attention. As I stand in front of you, I kneel before you. You open your legs slightly as you shift towards the edge of the sofa, teetering close to the edge as I pull your crotch in towards mine. I come in for a long overdue kiss, and as we pause for a moment our foreheads touch, and we rub the tips our noses side to side. At no point were we ever more than 30ft apart, but we really did miss each other today! At this point in our relationship we’re completely sexually attuned, so it didn’t take much for my erection to become painfully rigid! I could easily make love to you right then and there, but it would be remiss of me not to free your breasts from the shackles of the brassier that is ultimately far too small for them and suckle first. As a breast man, this is not a difficult decision to make and it helps that and you in fact yearn for my worship and adoration of your breasts.
I clamber back up onto my feet and sit to your left on the sofa, you supporting me with your arms while I lean backwards and lay in your lap. You make sure I’m comfortable, while positioning a cushion underneath my head for support as my left arm finds its way behind your back. You lean over me slightly, stroking my hair with one hand, the other rubbing slowly back and forth on my chest. You release a barely audible sigh, knowing your breasts are soon to be relieved of their ache. As you look into my eyes you say “I know how much you need me today sweetheart, and I’m not going anywhere”. You always seem to know what I need and when like telekinesis! You begin unclipping your bra, giggling as you struggle due to a lack of practice with this nursing bra. My right hand begins to wonder and as I gently squeeze your left breast, you take a sharp intake of breath, eyes closed while biting your lower lip. The sensation of this purposeful and strategic caress, which focusses largely on where I remembered your nipple would likely be placed while in a bra, sends shivers down your spine. You giggle some more as you look down at me, devilishly saying ‘you naughty boy’ as you finally manage to release your right breast from the cup. I’ve seen your bare breasts from all angles imaginable; I’ve seen them floating as though your own personal lifebuoys in a swimming pool, I could trace the blue veins on your breasts blindfolded with extreme precision, and I’m even oddly fond of the stretch marks which adorn the very top, underside and sides of your breasts next to your arm pits. Some streak vertically, some at a slight angle, but each one is unique in its placement in a manner not dissimilar to the unique stripes of a tiger. Still, the unveiling of your beautiful breasts never gets old and truly is a magnificent sight to behold!
Before I have any time to admire them, you’ve started to rub your nipple on my lips, presenting your breast for me to suckle. I begin to latch on, working your malleable nipple and areola into my mouth as it conforms to the shape caused by sandwiching it between my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I suck ever so gently, drawing more and more of your nipple into my mouth. This initial stimulation arouses you a great deal, and you moan fairly loudly as your nipples have now become even more sensitive than normal. I finally settle, having enough of your nipple in my mouth to begin suckling in what you can only be described as a chewing motion. It only took about 3-4 suckles before I began to taste your milk! It’s sweet, like vanilla milkshake only with far less sugar content. I gulp down gleefully, as I look up at you still in awe at the fact you would allow me the privilege of being intimate with you in a manner which only a short while ago was untold to the both of us. You smile back at me and shed a single solitary tear of joy as the relief and subsequent emotions begin to overwhelm you. The comfort of your bosom is the only thing in the world that matters at this very moment, and it brings you so much joy knowing that nothing and no one else can give that to me.
The maternal way in which you so selflessly give yourself to me when I need you most, transcends the need to just rid yourself of the aching, engorged feeling in your breasts. You could’ve easily relieved yourself using your Medela, but instead you waited for me to be available in order to renew our bond. You suffered through a few hours of discomfort because relief through nursing me is just as important to you as latching on to you is to me. After I emptied the small quantity of milk you had, I will never forget how that smile never left your face; even as you unleashed your other breast and presented it to me, every so often you would shut your eyes, or your forehead might contort in a manner denoting deep pleasure and satisfaction, but that smile was ever present!
Oh Lee, I was blinking away tears reading this. It’s really moving and so touching. Your words made me feel such depth of emotion and brought back beautiful memories and reminded me why this lifestyle is so important to me.
Please write more stories to share with us, they would be a blessing to read. You’re a very talented writer!
Beautiful 😍
That’s wonderful, Lee. So descriptive and touching. I love it.
Omg!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Leeeeeeeee!!!!! I honestly can’t believe how beautiful your writing is!!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
You put a piece of your soul into that piece of writing for sure!!! I know that is what most of genuine members are dreaming of!!!! To meet their mate!!!! To feel a love like this!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Please write more!!!
Amazing!!!!! 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗
Goodness Lee, I read with baited breath…really beautifully written and felt!
Thank youLoved it Lee 🥰🥰🥰
This is so sweet. Definetly brings back memories from past lovers and tender times.
Thank you all so much for your wonderful feedback! I’m glad this fantasy story has been well received ☺
❤️❤️❤️great story
Truly amazing!
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