Info - clogged milk duct, lactation kink, mention of friends with benefits, crying during sex, unprotected sex,
"She's so cute, she giggled when I did peek a boo," Timothée said when he came back from putting down baby Dahlia. I thought it might be a bit odd being a couple after having been friends with benefits for so long, but it had come to us very naturally. Timothée was an insanely wonderful dad.
"Timmy, I've been researching my symptoms and I think it's a clogged milk duct," I said, massaging the warm area on my breast.
"Babe!" Timothée squeaked when he came into the living room and saw me completely topless.
"You can't just be shirtless without me knowing, you're going to give me heart attack one day," he said and came over to me.
"From fear?" I asked. "Do I look that bad after birth I chuckled.
"No, baby, from the fact that I'm so insanely attracted to you," he said and nuzzled his nose into my neck.
"Still in pain?" He asked me, finger tracing my nipple.
"Yes," I sighed unhappily.
"You know I could, um, I could try to s-suck it out," he suggested.
"You'd do that for me?" I asked.
"I mean if it'll help," he shrugged.
"It could, they said the baby could suck it out but I don't know if Dahlia can suck that hard, I mused.
"Yeah, so I might as well," he said quickly and was on my breast in seconds. He sucked hard while massaging my other breast. I was shocked that he was making needy noises. My hand fell to his hair.
"Mmmm, fuck," he moaned into the skin of my breast. I didn't know why I liked looking at him like this. He looked quite sexy.
"Oh!" I cried when the pain just stopped and my milk flowed freely again. Timothée went over and spat something into the trash can. I noticed he was sporting an impressive boner, and I bit my lip.
"Timothée," I said as he came back with a smile.
"Feeling better?"
"Yes, lots but baby, did that, turn you on?" I asked as I brushed his boner.
"Fuck me," he moaned.
"Look baby I know it's weird, but ever since you started lactating, I want to, I want to drink it so bad, it makes me so needy," he breathed.
"I don't think it's weird," I shook my head. "I think it's sexy, you looked so... desperate."
"Fuck, baby, I can drink? I can have milk?" He asked.
"All you want," I nodded. We were tearing off each others clothing. He entered me and I cried out, my fingers tangled into his hair.
"Fuck, you taste better than the finest wine," he moaned as he took some into his mouth. He was now fully attached to my nipple suckling loudly.
"Oh Timothée, oh your mouth on me baby, it's so sexy, the way you cock slams into me oh!" I whimpered as his hips snapped at a speed he'd never reached before. I was loud I knew that, but I couldn't help it, this was so alluring.
"Baby," he gasped. "Your tender skin, your sweet milk."
"All for you, my body belongs to you," I promised him desperately.
"I feel so intimate with you. To think I once was just your friend who was hopelessly in love and thought he had no chance and now I'm blessed enough to drink from you? It's a whole new level of, of devotion."
He was crying and I pulled him to me to kiss him. I poured my devotion into that kiss. We'd both been stupid and love sick and pining, but now we had one another and we had our Dahlia.
His hips rolled. We were whimpering into one another's mouths. The lewdness of this new act, paired with the feeling closeness it brought to us made us needy.
"Drink more, oh I want your belly full of milk, just like you pump me full of cum," I moaned and pushed him to my nipple.
"Yes, fucking need to guzzle you down," he moaned.
"Drink baby, drink!" I wailed. His face was buried in my breast, taking large gulps of my milk that now flowed perfectly for him. I was arching into the wonderful feeling. His small noises of need made me so horny I was nearly aching.
"Oh baby I can't take it anymore, this is so sexy, I'm going to cum so fucking hard," he moaned.
"Cum baby, cum in my pussy and cum a lot," I begged.
"Oh, oh," he cried and he began to spout cum inside me. I was so turned on by his needy whimpering that I came undone. I was shaking and panting, squirming as he went back to my nipple.
"I just can't stop drinking," he gasped.
"That's okay, keep going and keep your cock inside me," I begged him.
"I'm so fucking happy you're into this," he said and I could feel his cock hardening again.
"Wow already Timmy," I chuckled breathlessly.
"I can't help it, this stuff is like a viagra," he swore.
