Can My Husband Breastfeed Novels & Stories

looked like—wide-eyed, drooling, babbling away with dramatic little expressions, fierce in the most babyish way. After half a year of motherhood, Adora no longer felt any shyness about breastfeeding. Even on video, right in front of her husband, she calmly loosened her blouse and nursed their son.

Jack’s POV The sight of her stopped me in the doorway. My son's wife was sitting on the bed, her back resting against the headboard, completely topless. She was breastfeeding my little grandson, his tiny hands pressed against her soft skin. The evening light caught the curve of her nipple where it disappeared into his little mouth, and I felt my cock harden instantly. God! Am I getting hard for my daughter-in-law? My son’s wife… I must be fucking kidding, right now. Because tell me why a father would harden for his son’s wife… if it's not the work of the devil.

Kaleb was earlier, sucking on his hands, but after having not fed in minutes, he cried. Ethan wound up giving him up to his mother. After Samantha let her son latch on to her breast, she said to her husband while turning her back on him, "It's the sad part of breastfeeding, hon." She forced a smile and added, "But it's okay. As our babies grow older, they will have longer feeding hours." Realizing how Ethan had not responded, Samantha turned to find her husband, already fast asleep on the other side of the bed. She shook her head, studying the dark circles around his eyes.

“Firstly, I’m pregnant, not disabled and secondly, the baby is due in a week.” “I really don’t think it’s a good idea baby but if you’re sure then we can go. Are you bringing along Paige and Tiffany?” He asked and I nodded. “Yup.” “Okay, I’ll go make a food basket.” He said and I nodded. “I’ll help.” I got off the bed and walked over to the door. A soft chuckle escaped his lips and he I turned to look at him. “I just can’t get over how cute your little waddle is,” he smiled as he walked over to me.

She permitted, walking around the baby cribs to keep herself busy, I dialled my husband’s number, waiting for him to pick up the call but I got no answer from him. “Dial my husband's number if yours isn't picking , one of them would surely pick, or what do you think? Well if they don’t pick this time, then we come up with the conclusion that they are both busy.” She sighed, but I could see the flicker of hope in her caribbean oceanic orbs, you should make these a bottle of breast milk when you are done, or if you are not feeling too tired, you can breastfeed them both in my opinion it is not time for them to use a bottle yet.” She pointed out, managing a vigorous nod, my eyes flickered back

Totally caught off guard. "What if I want to co-parent? Like what I'm doing with my ex-husband." He seems puzzled, and I know he's at the brink of blurting 'but you don't want her since you found out'. "What if I choose to breastfeed her? I did that with my other kids, I might want to do it with her too, breastfeed exclusively for six months." Not giving him a chance to interrupt, I bombard him with more of that, "According to WHO, mothers are encouraged to breastfeed their baby exclusively for the first six months for optimal growth, development and health."

"How did you manage to make such beautiful babies, Suzy?” "Don't ask Hunter this question," I warn you, giving my breast to Adam, while Gabby helps me with Eylem. Colton politely looks away, despite the thin mantle that Gabby uses to cover the faces of babies and the source of their food. I think it will never cease to be strange to breastfeed two children at the same time. "You know what my husband is like. He may end up answering with sincerity.”

The alarm on my cell phone rings loudly. Four in the morning. I forced my eyes open. A strong hand was still wrapped around my stomach. I saw the owner of the stocky hand was still sleeping with his face hiding behind my breasts. I felt strange and surprised at the same time. Why does a husband love his wife's breasts more than his children? When the children can be weaned, the husband cannot. Why? Oh, forget it. As long as Arga only likes my breasts and not other women's breasts, it's not a problem.

I start to get up to get the diaper bag so I can get the cover so I can feed Kalem and Jason tells me that he'll get it for me. I smile at Jason as he hands it to me, "Thank you, babe." He bends down to give me a quick kiss. I cover myself and Kalem and I feed him. I would have loved to be able to breastfeed Daniell, Noelle and Nicolle but I couldn't produce enough milk for all three of them. So, I'm hoping this time around goes much smoother, but if it doesn't then that's the way it is.

I almost winced when my nipples, which felt very sore, were brushed against the fabric of my strapless bra. Is Cillian a vicious big baby? He didn't stop suckling even though I don't have any milk, he's like a big baby who keeps sticking his mouth on my breast even when we take a shower he still does it, his mouth sticks like a leech on my chest, not only that he also did the same thing with my sensitive bud down there. I patted my cheeks lightly to reduce the blush. I was embarrassed and upset with my husband but I also enjoyed it. Oh, Chloe what a shameful woman you are! I scolded myself in my mind.