MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

Mommy's Milk

Info - licking nipples of sleeping reader, reader lactating without pregnancy, reader with big boobs, releasing into condom, sub Timmy, lactation kink, newly wed couple, mommy kink, friends learning about your kinks, wondering about getting punished, subspace mentioned,

"You sleep well?" I asked Stephan groggily. We'd had a crazy night, and I'd offered for him to stay over. Y/n was still asleep but I wanted to be a good host and make sure his breakfast was good.

It'd been hard to leave my lover in bed. I'd been hard as rock. She'd slept topless and a single drop of milk had been dangling from her nipple. I'd gotten a condom, lapped her nip once, filled the condom desperately and made my way downstairs. I'd have to have a longer session later. She'd told me if she was sleeping I could do that for release if I needed to.

I was so sleepy and distracted with thoughts of y/n as I made small talk with Stephane that I grabbed the wrong milk. I poured it in my cereal then the milk and grabbed a spoon. I was starving. The first bite was odd. It didn't register for a moment what I'd done until I saw Stephane lifting the pink container.

"No!" I said in horror, not wanting one precious drop to be wasted. I snatched the milk from him and held it to me as if I was afraid it'd jump out of my arms.

"Dude, I'm not lactose intolerant," he said, frowning.

"I know, that's just special milk," I said protectively. My cock twitched awkwardly in my pants as I put it back. Usually only y/n was allowed to give me permission to touch it, I wasn't really supposed to be holding it right now. It made me feel a bit naughty. What would she do if she found me holding it without permission? What would she do when a guest was here and she couldn't immediately punish me? I was so lost in thought that I didn't hear Stephane.

"Huh?" I asked, and cleared my throat, I sounded whiny.

"Is it like skim or soy or almond, something like that?" He asked me.

"Not exactly," I said sheepishly, realizing sadly that I definitely could NOT eat my cereal that I'd used the milk in. I'd be popping a boner and in major sub space with just a couple of spoon fulls.

"Dude, you're being weird, what's up with that milk?"

"Nothing!"

"You're my best friend, I'm not going to judge, does it have like drugs in it or something?"

"No, it's breast milk," I said in a small voice.

"What'd you say?" He asked seriously.

"I said it's breast milk okay!" I said and crossed my arms.

"Breast milk..... like, from y/n?" He asked slowly.

"Yes," I said.

"She's not pregnant," Stephane said.

"No, but she takes a Um pill that can make her do that," I said sheepishly, rubbing the back of my neck.

"I did not know you were that kinky."

"It's not that weird, I just like to you know, call her mommy and have her take care of me," I said in a tiny voice.

"Bro what!"

"You should try it!" I said. "First time I called her mommy I had the best orgasm of my whole life."

"You promise, mommy?"

"Yeah, it's great. I get to lie back and get everything I want, and she just takes care of me. She's so sweet," I said, feeling my dreamy state being to set in.

"Ah, Ah, no, not while I'm here, reel yourself back in dude, I've seen love struck Timothée and he only knows about twenty words and definitely won't be able to put up any sort of fight if we play video games."

"Hey baby," came the lovely voice of my wife. Us being young newly weds was so hot to me for some reason. We weren't ready for kids yet but she'd been so sweet and loving when I'd brought up my breast feeding kink. She talked me through nursing jobs and always worked my cock until I got absolutely all my cum out. She was sweet enough to even let me slip inside her to get the last droplets. She was so sweet, and I loved that it made her so needy too.

"Hi y/n," I said meekly. She came and sat on my lap and I gave a little gasp.

"Behave," she whispered in my ear and I tried to obey.

"Yes mommy," I muttered obediently as I watched my friend smirk.