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I’m starting to think Reddit deserves some sort of recruitment commission from this place. 😉
But I find this so interesting because went looking for something to turn you on and what really caught you was watching two people be tender with each other. That’s quite a plot twist. 😏
There’s something about seeing a kind of intimacy you didn’t even realize you were craving and suddenly recognizing it as Oh. I want THAT. And apparently once that particular lightbulb goes on, down the rabbit hole you go!
I’m loving these stories. 🩷
@lolamayi12345 … I think it would be interesting to hear from the person who created this post on their beginnings too… or maybe that’s for next week:)
@lonman 🤓
Well now… I was having a perfectly lovely time asking the questions and keeping the spotlight pointed in the other direction.😇
Nice try, B. Perhaps that is a story for another day. 😈
@lolamayi12345 Ach well.. they do say God loves a trier 😇 …anticipation is a wonderful thing. Here’s to ‘another day’ 😊
I read a book as a teenager, that had a husband nursing from his wife. I don’t remember the book or anything else in it except for THAT scene. However, it was depicted by the author as a burden for the wife… I remember thinking “gawd, that sounds phenomenal… how is this not enjoyable?”
Alas, I assumed it was creative writing, and not something that would happen in real life. Fast forward 35 years and of course I’m scrolling Reddit. To my utter delight I find out there are people into it. I finally found my people haha… and it IS phenomenal. ☺️Jen, 35 YEARS?! I’m dying to know what book this was now.
And I love that teenage you apparently had absolutely no concern for the author’s intended message. She’s over there writing about what a burden it is and you’re thinking, I’m sorry…this sounds fantastic!
Also, finding out all those years later that not only is it a real thing, but there’s a whole bunch of us weirdos out here? That had to be a fun little discovery. 😉😎
Well, I was. I discovered it but when I did, I knew this was how I always felt. How I always was, am, and will be.
@Jen I’m guessing which one it is. If it’s the one I created then I’m so glad you found it!
To answer your forum question, I don’t think so.
My older brother had a playboy subscription when he lived at home during college. I would slide them out of the paper wrapper to peruse the bare bosoms. Paper wrapping was back in place before he got home.
Being a breast boy, then a breastman was a good starting point. It is a story akin to how I got the moniker Grogman. I earned my nickname. Maverick and the Iceman did not.😜So @lolamayi12345, were you a breast girl before becoming a breast lady?🤔🧐🤓
I’ve basically always been like this. Ever since I was a little boy ladies love letting rest my head on their chest and I appreciate it!
@grogman 😎
I’m starting to regret asking this question. You men are entirely too interested in turning it back around on me.😉
I will say that I’ve always appreciated a beautiful pair of breasts. Make of that what you will, Grogman. 😇
As for the rest of my origin story…nice try. I’m still enjoying being the nosy one far too much. 😘
Ok, I’m usually quiet so I’ll play!
I’ve always had rather large nipples. They started being puffy & drawing attention early on. Even at 18 years old & 85 lbs, they were a solid C. I always loved having them sucked on, just didn’t realize what it would turn into.
I was raised a strictly religious girl. Married my first date, cried when I learned that more men were unfaithful than faithful and all of the things so realizing that having my husband at my breast was a turn on seemed totally wrong.
When I fell pregnant with my firstborn I noticed milk leaking from my breast during my 8th month & was so intrigued. My son was born pre-term and I was unable to feed him right away. The lactation consultant had me pumping for 8 days. On the 8th day they let me feed him, we both relaxed, and went home the next day. During that time, my breast had a different job. I wasn’t sexually aroused (thank God!) and I just saw it as my job. As a matter of fact it became tedious and I was more frustrated by being a milkmaid than anything.
After a long trip, I got mastitis. It was horrible! The doctor suggested pumping & having my partner nurse to help relieve the pressure. I found that disgusting, but was intrigued by his suggestion that my partner should nurse so a few months later during the deed, I didn’t hold onto my nipples to prevent them from leaking, I let them go. Before I knew it, my husband and as latched on & enjoying every minute of it.
It’s been many years since that fated day, full of disappointment, crushed emotions, etc.; but it was the day that opened the door. It would take me 20 years to find this place & realize I wasn’t a weirdo…or at least I wasn’t the ONLY weirdo.
For me it was when a neighbour had her first child and she was massively over producing. Baby wans’t taking enough from her breasts and she was leaking profusely all the time.
Whilst out in the garden one day, she apologised for her soaking wet top and explained. I just said, such a shame, what a waste and she then asked if I would like to pop around for a coffee.
I went around about half an hour later and she directly asked if I would like to try some of her milk.
At first I thought she meant in my coffee.. but when just said “no, straight from me” I just agreed, and have loved it ever since. This was 25 years ago now, and I have had four really great ABF partners since then.She was a petite brunette, blue eyes, cute and around 28 years old.
We stayed involved purely as an ANR couple for the following three years, until she had to move away due to family issues. She lactated strongly throughout, and was one of those lucky ladies who could just spray out when she was a full capacity.. little fountains of white goodness from cherry sized nipples.I have been an avid fan and participant in ANR/ABF ever since, and have also been a “donor” for several ladies from time to time over the decades.
@milkysecret 🫶🏻
Janey! I’m so glad you decided to come out of the quiet corner and play with us.
And ohhhh, the strictly religious girl part. I know that particular brand of “surely I am not supposed to like THIS” all too well. 😇It’s amazing how long some of those messages can hang around in our heads, even when another part of us is going, but I do like it, so now what?
Twenty years is a long time to carry something around believing you might be the only weirdo. I’m really glad you found the rest of us. 🫶🏻
And thank you for telling this one, especially when you’re usually quiet. I loved getting to know a little bit of your story.🩷
Well damn, Dean! Apparently I’ve been accepting the wrong coffee invitations my entire life.
And I’m laughing at you thinking she meant in the coffee. I mean…what else were you supposed to think?! 😉
That’s one hell of a way to discover something you’d still be enjoying 25 years later though. Talk about a chance encounter changing the course of things.
These stories are all so different. I’m really glad I asked this question. 😎
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