Breast Milk Fetish – Feeding My Hubby For Date Night – #Erotica

Breast Milk Can Be For Grown-Ups Too! ;)

One day breast milk just became our thing.  It was a chilly, rainy night, and I was on my way home with a few things from the store after work.  Tired and missing him I was so looking forward to an evening of snuggling up in my husband’s arms for our planned movie/date night at home, which always tended to be my favorite kind.  Under the blanket he felt so warm and nice.  I laid my head on his chest soaking up the sensations of his body against mine as we got into a pretty good movie.  About 30 minutes in I could feel desire building inside myself and I could sense him giving off the same vibe.  His fingers lightly stroked up and down my arm, as his was wrapped around my back holding me close.

My fingers followed suit and slowly brushed up and down his chest and then traced slowly down the front of him to rub my hand up and down his thigh.  His bulge was growing, sparked by indulgence in touching each other and a sure sign he shared my desires at the moment.  All at once I felt his hand come up to my face and lightly give my chin a nudge so as to pull my face towards his.  His mouth was so soft and inviting as mine met his and both our lips slightly parted welcoming each other’s tongues inside. The kissing became more passionate and more intense as our tongues twirled together, the fire in between us just as intense as the day we met years before.

I’m not sure how long we got caught up groping, pawing at and kissing each other when he wrapped his hands around my waist and quickly spun me around so I was facing him and pulled me onto his lap.  I straddled him touching his face as we continued to kiss, now face to face both of us seeming to crave the closeness, the need for each other was intense and undeniable with the most intense sexual charge in the air.  My husband stopped for a moment and stared into my eyes never breaking contact as his fingers headed down to unbutton the top I was wearing, no bra underneath.  I knew at that point he wanted the same thing that I did and my nipples began to tingle, they were already erect and I felt small amounts of breast milk leaking out of them in anticipation of what was to come.

I moaned and leaned towards him as we kissed in between pulling away to look down at the progress of my top being opened, both aching for that last button and for him to lay his hands and mouth on them.  As he undid the last button, he reached up and quickly pushed my shirt back over my shoulders and I slid it off the rest of the way dropping it the floor behind me, exposing my bare, large, engorged breasts leaking with sweet, stickiness for my husband’s mouth.  I then lifted up on myself slightly so he could slip out of his pants exposing his erection now rock-hard underneath me, reaching down to stroke him slightly as I leaned down and kissed him again, both of us moaning in response to my hand wrapped around his hardened shaft our need for each other was now becoming unbearable.

He ran both his hands over my breasts, rubbing my nipples lightly, making me moan in pleasure and long to feel his mouth latched on to me.  What I had was just for him and it was something that made us feel so close to one another as I gave it to him freely.  My hand reached down between my legs so I could run my fingers up and down his hardness before guiding him into the wetness between my thighs.  We both moaned in relief as I lowered myself down onto him making him disappear completely, both of our heads back and our eyes closed as we relished in the sensation of each other’s warmth.  I picked my head up and smiled lightly at him as I wrapped my hand around the back of his head, running my finger’s lovingly though his hair as I pulled his head toward me and held him tightly to my chest.  I looked down as his mouth went to take one of my large, swollen nipples into it and each had a few drops of white liquid freely leaking from them, already waiting, just for him.

I felt my heart rate go up watching as just the tip of his tongue gently curled upwards to lick one of the droplets away before finally suctioning onto the nipple and areola.  The opposite breast began steadily flowing milk, several streams freely running down my abdomen as he drank from the other. These moments that I fed him were some of the most intimate moments I’d ever experienced in my life and straddling his lap with him inside me as I did, was my favorite way to do it.  I slowly rocked back and forth on his hard erection moaning as he sucked away on my nipples, going back and forth between each one I could feel the heavy streams pulling out of me and my pussy tingled as it caused me to orgasm.  The feel of my orgasm pulsing around his cock as his mouth sucked and licked my hard nipples caused me to almost cry in pleasure.  My fist closed tightly around his hair and my body jerked as I came.  I got my bearings and stared lovingly into his eyes as he drank, pulling away and letting my nipple pull and stretch before releasing and allowing it pop firmly out of his mouth but returning quickly to take it back in each time.

God, he looked so good against my chest and I leaned down and lovingly kissed his forehead, stroked the side of his face as my hips gently rocked forward and back on his cock still inside of me.  I loved knowing that he was going to fill me with his cum as I filled him with sweet breast milk, both of us giving something to the other.  Both of us getting to be full of intimate liquids from one another.  His moaning picked up as did his sucking, pulling away and giving each nipple small kisses every so often as he drank from me.  His hands on my hips pushing me down onto his cock his thrusts began to rock in sync with my grinding, we moaned, both aching for him to fill me up.

I continued grinding on his cock, moaning wildly as his hands gripped my cheeks tightly from behind, loving the way my ass jiggled up and down in his grip, it brought him to the brink and I felt him swell inside of me and knew he was close.  “Cum inside of me baby, I need to feel you fill me up”.  I whispered in a whimpering almost begging type tone, holding onto the back of his head and keeping him close to my chest when finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and began to fill me.  His large warm release began shooting straight up deep inside of me as his sucking continued on my nipples, pulling streams of milk from me, the mess running down his chin and dripping down my skin, all over my bare belly, straight down the area between my legs that was being filled by him right then and there.

As the rocking of his hips slowed and his deep jerking thrusts worked to empty his cock into me, I could already feel him pouring back out of me, but I didn’t go clean myself up, I wanted to feel him dripping out of me for the rest of the night and so we both just leaned into one another, out of breath and satisfied in the most amazing ways, we curled up and finished up our movie before falling asleep in each other’s arms.  I don’t think many would understand what we do, but bringing in my milk for my husband’s pleasure turned out to be one of the hottest, most erotic things I have ever done and it was our thing, no one else needed to understand.  I slept like an angel that night, in his arms, full of his cum and him full of me in some way.  I don’t think I could find another way to be closer to my husband than to feed him with my breast milk all while he cums deeply inside of me, it’s our special time and I always look forward to feeling him feed every time he desires.  It is my erotic gift to him.  Always.