Paul pulls out the chair for Sarah as she sits down for dinner at their favorite restaurant. Their anniversary is always a special occasion for them, but this year they are also celebrating another milestone, an empty nest. After twenty-three years of raising kids together, they were starting a new chapter in their lives. They make small talk throughout their dinner, laughing together and discussing their newfound freedom. However, Paul could sense that there is something else on her mind.
“What is it?” he asks. “I can tell there is something else on your mind.”
Tears well up in her eyes, and she confesses, “I feel like we have changed so much over the years, and I don’t feel like we are as close as we were. I hope now that we have the kids out of the house we can reconnect. Even our sex has become routine when it actually happens. I want us to have more, to be more together, and I want us to have amazing sex again!”
Paul leans forward and grabs her hand across the table. “I know,” he says, “I have been feeling this way too. I love you more than ever, but we have gotten so caught up in the kids these last few years and have not made our relationship a priority. I have something I have been wanting to talk to you about for a long time that may help us if you are open to it. It was never the right time with the kids around, but that has all changed now.”
As Sarah listens, He begins to tell her about his fantasy he has held on to since the birth of their last child. How he wants to nurse on her breasts, but more than that, he wants to induce lactation. He wants them to have an adult nursing relationship and be able to feed on her.
He says, “Do you remember that night we had together after Ryan was born? It was our anniversary, and the first night we had alone after he came along. You were breastfeeding him, but forgot to pump before we left...”
“Oh my Gosh, yes! How could I have forgotten that night?” she says, as she recalls every detail of that evening and how much she enjoyed it.
Sarah had breastfed both of their children and enjoyed the experience. During her second pregnancy, she made so much milk that she would often have to pump between feedings so she would not become engorged. Sarah’s parents had kept the kids for their anniversary, and she had forgotten to pump before they left for dinner that evening. By the time dessert arrived, Sarah’s breasts were swollen and aching. Her already large nipples were hard, stood prominently from her blouse, and had started to leak. Paul noticed her dilemma and called for the check, as he was dealing with his own erection from the sight before him. They quickly paid the check and headed home to get some relief.
When they got home, she quickly removed her soaked blouse and bra to relieve some of the pressure as she went for her breast pump. Paul asked her to wait and to please give him a chance to relieve her himself. He had asked several times on previous occasions and was denied each time, but her desperation for relief and her desire for her husband, after having an infant in the house, made her give in. She laid back on the bed, and he took her hard nipples into his mouth, while he massaged them as well. As her breasts began to let down, she realized what this situation had done to him. His erection was straining against his dress pants, and his precum had leaked through his pants. As he nursed, she could feel her juices flowing. By time he switched breasts ten minutes later, she had a wet spot below her slit. Paul must have noticed her arousal in moving, and began to explore her folds as he sucked. Once his fingers were coated in her wetness, he moved up to her clit and slowly massaged it. Sarah let out a moan of approval, feeling her orgasm building from his stimulation. He then moved his hand so he could penetrate her with his fingers while still rubbing her clit with his thumb.
“Yes, baby! Yes,” was all she could say, as she pulled his head harder into her breast. Her back arched and her whole body quivered as she orgasmed.
She remembered needing him so badly inside her, and how much she lusted for him that night. They quickly pulled the rest of their clothes off, and he moved between her legs to quickly plunge inside of her. After they kissed passionately while he thrust in to her, she remembered wanting to ride him so badly and control the rhythm as her orgasm built. She told him to lay on his back, and she lowered her dripping pussy on to him. As she rode him, she leaned forward so he could suck on her leaking breasts. Once he took her breast back into his mouth she could feel her orgasm burning within her. Minutes later she was crying out as her orgasm crashed over her. She could hardly maintain control of herself on top of him as she shook. As she came down, she could feel his cock pulsing as he filled her with a loud animalistic groan. She collapsed on to him and, after what seemed like an eternity, went to the bathroom to clean up their collective juices. He nursed on her for the rest of the night, just falling asleep here and there.